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 Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2010 3:10 am
"Yes," Tor remarked to both comments with a nod. After a moment, a slight smirk spread across his face and he added; "The truth will out. I expect we'll hear ten thousand rumors before one scrap of truth, but it will come out in the end. It always does." And he would be here to record it... Well, the archivists would be here to be record it, the composers would compose about it, and he would sing, but the thought was there.
"I wonder why it is that we haven't developed the problems they have," the harper mused after a moment. "It seems very strange... Given our queens seem to lose their fertility when they go north it must be something to do with the place itself, but I couldn't even begin to hazard a guess as to what that might be."
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Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 12:08 am
"Neither can I," S'ren replied, stepping up beside Tereth and lightky patting the brown's hide. "But all in due time I suppose. I hate to cut this meeting short, Tor, but Tereth and I need to get going," the brownrider said apologetically. It was the main reason he had walked over here in the first place actually.
Rubby, sensing that they were getting ready to go somewhere, lifted her head and gave a farewell croon to the harper and his brown flit. She would see them again, yes?
Tereth didn't move to stand up just yet, instead waiting for His to climb onto his back first. It was a shorter distance from the ground with him laying down anyway.
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2010 3:44 am
"Of course," Tor smiled, taking a few steps back so as to be out of the mighty dragon's way, "don't let me keep you; there's always time for more talk another day." In the meantime, he could get thinking on that song; composition didn't come naturally to him, but one way or another (and maybe with a bit of help) he was determined to come up with something good for his dragon friend. Dragon friend. A dragon that spoke to him personally. Sometimes it was easy to forget how privileged he was.
Eldest gave a soft croon in response and bobbed his head slightly (spending almost every waking moment by Tor's side had caused him to take on some human mannerisms); probably yes, probably soon, his person seemed to like her person and the big brown. They would see each other.
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Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 5:53 pm
"I look forward to that," S'ren said with a smile before climbing up and seating himself on Tereth's neck. "Do take care in the meantime."
Once his was seated, the brown rose from the ground and stood up to full height, ready to take off. Farewell, Harper Tor, he said before stretching out his wings and taking off. With the Benden lot soon leaving, he could only hope that things would improve from here.
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