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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 6:06 pm
Gwyn Morredor _______________________________________________ Hello, I am Gwyn, Gwyn gave a smirk at the good reports. Of course the crossbow was a problem considering it wasn't a weapon used often other then the Dawnguard. He would make adjustments to the weapons later. "We'll put cover the back of your shield with some leather as a ground l-" he was cut off by the Archmage's apprentice. Not really a good time to be interrupted let alone be called fangs in front of the companions. "These 'brutes' are a renowned group of warriors among the nords." He let out a sigh as he let himself be dragged off. "Before I go, i must tell you guys that you aren't allowed in the room above or anywhere else in the Silent City. We mages respect our privacy." Gwyn followed the young mage outside and away from a crowd "Now's not a good time..." He said to the kid but relunctily asked "What is it you need help with, anyways?" You will follow my orders! (ooc: ) Location: outside the Debate Hall
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 6:47 pm
☇ Amber eyes and white-blond hair☇ ↙ Fiesty and unruly↙ ↓══════════════↓ 「Astien Gajasha」
Child Prodigy ──────────────────────────── ☆☆☆─────
Astien didn't care much that they were a group of renowned warriors, they were Nords, so they were brutes. End of story. Still, he figured Gwyn would answer his questions, even if it was a bad time for him. Besides, Gwyn was smart, he would definitely be able to help him. So he reached into the inner pocket inside his robe and pulled out the small, thin book that he had been reading earlier.
"Explain this to me," he said, handing it over to Gwyn. "Because I don't understand it. I found it in Lizards room, and it's all about cleaning! The second one is all about baking bread, and I don't think I understood it properly because no one would have that much fun baking and cleaning. I had to guess what some of the words meant too, but I think I guessed them wrong." It was pretty clear he really had no idea what the book was actually about, but this put Gwyn in an awkward situation. A very awkward situation.
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Oh Odd Child:
⊱ Outside the Debate Hall ⊰ A magical prodigy The Archmage's Apprentice
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 7:11 pm
Gwyn Morredor _______________________________________________ Hello, I am Gwyn, "Really, all this about a book?" He asked before taking the book and reading the title. 'The Lusty Argonian Maid' of course the all mighty argonian would have a graphic novel with his own race. Gwyn skimmed through the book briefly then shut it loudly. "Well, this book is filled with..." He paused to come up with a proper term that wouldn't upset the boy. "adult settings.". He was surprised that his father didn't teach him about this matter yet. Probably for the good of it anyways. "It might be better if you ask your father about these terms. He's the one that teaches you how to act.". Gwyn had to admit that Sergon wasn't doing good on the teaching the boy how to behave but it's not he could do anything until the boy matured. "Here, present this to him and he'll tell you what he thinks is right." With that matter out of the way he walked back to the Companions. "Do you lovely warriors need anything else?" He joked. Purposely acting like a suck up but making it obvious that he wasn't really. You will fallow my orders! (ooc: ) Location: Debate Hall
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 7:25 pm
Seregon Gajasha ══════════════════════════════ Magicka isn't just about power Seregon wiped the dirt off his robe with his staff being held by his tail while he walked back to the Silent City. He had some uncut soul gems that he would have to fix later on to make them useful. The trip had taken longer then he thought as he had fallen into the lake below and had to wait for his robe to dry off before walking back. Not his most fortunate days but he ended up with fresh gems down their. It wasn't exactly hard to spot the city either so he didn't get lost. He noticed that Astien had just brought a book to Gwyn from afar. He didn't want to interfere so he waited for Gwyn to leave before approaching "What did you needed help with, Astien?" He asked casually as his tail handed his staff back to his hand. Balance and control is key (OOC: ) Location: Silent City Company: Himself
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 8:04 pm
☇ Amber eyes and white-blond hair☇ ↙ Fiesty and unruly↙ ↓══════════════↓ 「Astien Gajasha」
Child Prodigy ──────────────────────────── ☆☆☆─────
Astien was even more confused when Gwyn left. Adult settings? What the heck were adult settings? Baking with alcohol? Cleaning an adults room? He really had no idea. He was very lacking in this kind of knowledge, mostly because he had been on his own at the orphanage since he could remember, and spent that time either avoiding the Nordic children or practicing spells.
He was a bit startled when aforementioned Lizard suddenly popped up behind him, though he wasn't upset about it. That just meant he could get his answers faster after all, and that couldn't be a bad thing! Right? "Scales! I want you to explain this to me," he said, handing him the book. "Because Gwyn wouldn't tell me anything useful and told me to ask you."
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Oh Odd Child:
⊱Outside the Debate Hall⊰ A magical prodigy The Archmage's Apprentice ☽ℰiℛuki ℛostℰiℛ☾
Harbinger of the Companions
Swirled white warpaint down one cheek and three scars down the other. Short, wild hair that is a light mix of brown and red, and silvery eyes filled with fighting spirit. This is the Harbinger.
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Four pairs of eyes flashed gold as they looked up at Gwyn when he strolled back into the room. Eiruki's lips twitched into a slight smile as another companion chuckled at the elf's joke. Lovely warriors, really? That was a first, even for a joke. "We'll be fine," she assured Gwyn. The group was used to sleeping in a communal room anyways, from their days as rookies. Even once they became members of the circle they still shared a room with another companion, usually the one who 'blooded' them. "Will anyone else be coming in here who doesn't know what we are?" If not, then the pack would be free to transform and sleep as wolves, which would no doubt be more comfortable for them than sleeping in their weaker human forms. Just in case.
Out Of Control:I figured Astien could walk in on them sleeping and they would wake up and goof off and Seregon/Gwyn would come running at the commotion only to find him playing fetch with one of them or something of the like. DO YOU DARE HARM MY PACK
☽ Debate Hall ☾
The WEREWOLF'S light fur shines red and brown in the MOON LIGHT Above Jorrvaskr the HUNTER always watches over his children The Companions PATH may soon be lost in the d a r k n e s s.
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 8:50 pm
Seregon Gajasha ══════════════════════════════ Magicka isn't just about power Seregon took the book and let out a sigh for his own stupidity. How did he not notice that the boy had grown. Though it did make it convenient on the speaking of the same... growing matter. "Well, boy, I'll only explain this slightly... you're growing up." He said "Have you noticed anything... Different?" He asked plain out. He hoped that the boy had a idea of what he was talking about. Balance and control is key (OOC: ) Location: Silent City Company: Astien Gwyn Morredor _______________________________________________ Hello, I am Gwyn, Gwyn gave a smirk at the group as they reacted finely. "i doubt anyone will. That boy just has a deep hatred for nords" He said as the same two mages who gave the weapons entered the hall to take the weapons "They will do what ever tweaks you want added to the weapons. Any requests?" He asked. Then his mind roamed off to them having to stay here and wait. "For now, you have to stay for the night as they fix your weapons to your pleasure." He sat down at a bench and thought of possible locations they could sleep. You will follow my orders! (ooc: ) Location: Debate Hall
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 9:00 pm
☇ Amber eyes and white-blond hair☇ ↙ Fiesty and unruly↙ ↓══════════════↓ 「Astien Gajasha」
Child Prodigy ──────────────────────────── ☆☆☆─────
Astien really had no idea what he was talking about. "I grew two inches, and have more magicka than I used to, but that's it. Why? That's not what I asked about Scales," he said, wanting to know more about the book. What did his growing have to do with it? He just wanted to know the meaning of a few words and why the heck they were baking and cleaning and such.
He scowled slightly, realizing something. He had only said he would explain it slightly, which meant he would probably avoid the subject. "You're not going to tell me why they were baking either are you?" he huffed. Well dang it, now he was going to have to find someone else to ask.
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Oh Odd Child:
⊱ Outside the Debate Hall ⊰ A magical prodigy The Archmage's Apprentice ☽ℰiℛuki ℛostℰiℛ☾
Harbinger of the Companions
Swirled white warpaint down one cheek and three scars down the other. Short, wild hair that is a light mix of brown and red, and silvery eyes filled with fighting spirit. This is the Harbinger.
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Well if no one else was going to enter, then she figured they would be reasonably safe here. From what Gwyn said, that boy probably wouldn't return if he hated Nords so much. "If no one will likely be coming here, can we sleep here? We can transform without getting seen and change back in the morning." That would make it easier on her and the other members of the circle. It would also make them feel more secure.
Out Of Control: DO YOU DARE HARM MY PACK
☽ Debate Hall ☾
The WEREWOLF'S light fur shines red and brown in the MOON LIGHT Above Jorrvaskr the HUNTER always watches over his children The Companions PATH may soon be lost in the d a r k n e s s.
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 9:25 pm
Seregon Gajasha ══════════════════════════════ Magicka isn't just about power Seregon sighed as he placed his hand onto his face. "Your growth has something to do with this 'baking' and 'cleaning' " he explained "Have you noticed any other kinds of growths other then you magicka and hieght" He asked. "I'll also give you a hint. They weren't baking or cleaning in those... plays" He really had a hard time explaining the subject considering the only way for him to explain it if the boy notices. Especially considering that his race was completely different then the human races. Balance and control is key (OOC: I like how it's not even about the story at all and It's just us fooling around until someone joins xD ) Location: Silent City Company: Astien Gwyn Morredor _______________________________________________ Hello, I am Gwyn, "The only ones that will pass by are the Archmage and his Apprentice." He explained "Which is also his son." After saying that, he realized he forgot the adopted part. He left it out to expect a interesting reaction when they come through the door. "However, you should be fine considering the Archmage has no problem with cursed beings." He pointed up to a balcony that lead to just a gold colored stone door "That is his and his son's room" You will follow my orders! (ooc: ) Location: Debate Hall
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 9:39 pm
☇ Amber eyes and white-blond hair☇ ↙ Fiesty and unruly↙ ↓══════════════↓ 「Astien Gajasha」
Child Prodigy ──────────────────────────── ☆☆☆─────
Astien just looked at Seregon blankly. Something else? What the heck would something else be? And what did he mean they weren't baking or cleaning? That was what the entire book was about, a maid cooking and cleaning. The whole stupid book. Besides that, what else would have changed with him? As of recently he hadn't mastered any new spells, though he did practice them. His energy level was much the same as it had always been too.
"I still don't understand, but I don't think I like this book. It's boring, next time I'll just re-read Kolb and the Dragon." So he wasn't understanding, Seregon was going to have to explain it outright or just drop the subject, Astien was losing interest.
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Oh Odd Child: Yes, exactly XD
⊱ Outside the Debate Hall ⊰ A magical prodigy The Archmage's Apprentice ☽ℰiℛuki ℛostℰiℛ☾
Harbinger of the Companions
Swirled white warpaint down one cheek and three scars down the other. Short, wild hair that is a light mix of brown and red, and silvery eyes filled with fighting spirit. This is the Harbinger.
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So, the Archmage was a Breton then? And that boy who disliked Nords was his son and apprentice. Well, hopefully the Archmage had a different view on Nords, or they might be in some trouble. Luckily he seemed to be pretty open minded, being friends with a vampire and allowing werewolves into his territory.
"Alright, it seems safe enough then," she agreed. So they would be set for the night.
Out Of Control: DO YOU DARE HARM MY PACK
☽ Debate Hall ☾
The WEREWOLF'S light fur shines red and brown in the MOON LIGHT Above Jorrvaskr the HUNTER always watches over his children The Companions PATH may soon be lost in the d a r k n e s s.
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 10:29 pm
Seregon Gajasha ══════════════════════════════ Magicka isn't just about power Seregon just gave up. He'll tell the boy later if he asks and actually notices something. "Just keep out those two if you don't want to find out just yet" He warned "Lets just head in and practice your restoration" He said before heading into the Debate Hall. A sudden group of warriors and Gwyn. What was Gwyn thinking not informing him about this "Next time Gwyn, please inform me of guests before inviting them." He sighed as he headed up to his room. In his room, he pulled out a restoration spell tome and hid all his papers into his desk and wardrobe. He could risk burning them. Thank goodness they were both mad of metal so it would absorb the heat if Astien screwed this up. Balance and control is key (OOC: ) Location: Debate hall- his room Company: Astien Gwyn Morredor _______________________________________________ Hello, I am Gwyn, Gwyn gave a smirk to Seregon "Yeah, sorry Archmage." He looked at the group of companions "We just needed a few Falmer handled and our weapons tested" He leaned back as he waited for the reactions of the companions. "Oh did I forget to mention that he was adopted?" He chuckled. You will follow my orders! (ooc: ) Location: Debate Hall
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 10:39 pm
☇ Amber eyes and white-blond hair☇ ↙ Fiesty and unruly↙ ↓══════════════↓ 「Astien Gajasha」
Child Prodigy ──────────────────────────── ☆☆☆─────
Astien nodded, he wasn't quite sure he wanted to find out. The book was safely back in Seregon's possession, and he would probably never try to read it again, so lesson learned. He trailed after Seregon as they headed inside, though he didn't look terribly happy with all the Nord Brutes in his home. It looked like Seregon hadn't known about them either though, so maybe Gwyn would actually ask next time?
Doubtful.
He did shoot a light glare at the Nords before following Seregon upstairs to give some restoration spells a try. He picked up the tome and looked at the page his master wanted him to try- just a basic spell to heal scrapes and bruises. Who knew, maybe he would manage it. He had a bruise on his arm to try it on, where he had run into one of the rocky outcroppings earlier. He placed his hand over the abrasion and chanted the spell, the area under his hand glowing a golden color before fading. It looked like it had worked!
Sadly at the same time, he had accidentally frozen part of the floor he was standing on. Whoops.
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Oh Odd Child:
⊱Debate Hall Upper Quarters ⊰ A magical prodigy The Archmage's Apprentice ☽ℰiℛuki ℛostℰiℛ☾
Harbinger of the Companions
Swirled white warpaint down one cheek and three scars down the other. Short, wild hair that is a light mix of brown and red, and silvery eyes filled with fighting spirit. This is the Harbinger.
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The Companions looked startled, before a few gave Gwyn light glares. "Yes, you did. I hope you didn't forget to mention anything else?" said Eiruki, a bit of an undertone to her voice. Hopefully that was it, but as she had said, she didn't like being uninformed on missions.
Out Of Control: DO YOU DARE HARM MY PACK
☽ Debate Hall ☾
The WEREWOLF'S light fur shines red and brown in the MOON LIGHT Above Jorrvaskr the HUNTER always watches over his children The Companions PATH may soon be lost in the d a r k n e s s.
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 11:08 pm
Seregon Gajasha ══════════════════════════════ Magicka isn't just about power A sigh of relief came out of his mouth as the only damage done was the ground was partially covered in thin ice. Seregon came up with a new idea. Seregon closed the door to his room and moved out the way. "Aim at the door and only the door. If you hit anything else, you fail the lesson." He commanded. For his own safety he moved behind Astien and held a warding spell up to prevent damage to himself. Balance and control is key (OOC: ) Location: Debate hall- his room Company: Astien Gwyn Morredor _______________________________________________ Hello, I am Gwyn, Gwyn let out a chuckle "No, I left nothing else out." He levitated to the stage, and sat there. He'll sleep there to keep a eye out for the companions. "I don't leave out important information. Just the unimportant if it's a joke." he thought of how they would be sleeping with a vampire around. It might make them uneasy "Oh and for your info, I already fed today so you guys don't really have to worry about me biting you." You will follow my orders! (ooc: ) Location: Debate Hall
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 11:53 pm
☇ Amber eyes and white-blond hair☇ ↙ Fiesty and unruly↙ ↓══════════════↓ 「Astien Gajasha」
Child Prodigy ──────────────────────────── ☆☆☆─────
Astien did as he was told, trying to aim the healing spell at the door. Sadly, by the time he threw it, the spell had morphed into something of a fireball, and slammed into the door. Said door nearly flew off it's hinges from the impact, and Astien had to duck down to dodge some singed splinters.
"Whoops."
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Oh Odd Child:
⊱Upper Debate Hall⊰ A magical prodigy The Archmage's Apprentice ☽ℰiℛuki ℛostℰiℛ☾
Harbinger of the Companions
Swirled white warpaint down one cheek and three scars down the other. Short, wild hair that is a light mix of brown and red, and silvery eyes filled with fighting spirit. This is the Harbinger.
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Well the wolves certainly wouldn't be getting much sleep tonight. Not with a vampire watching them! Still, it wasn't like he was going to do anything other than keep an eye on them, so it was fine. She was just about to tell the others it was safe to shift when she heard a bang and smelled smoke from upstairs. "What was that!?"
Out Of Control: DO YOU DARE HARM MY PACK
☽ -LOCATION- ☾
The WEREWOLF'S light fur shines red and brown in the MOON LIGHT Above Jorrvaskr the HUNTER always watches over his children The Companions PATH may soon be lost in the d a r k n e s s.
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 12:12 am
Seregon Gajasha ══════════════════════════════ Magicka isn't just about power Seregon sighed "No no no no!" He yelled as he used telekinesis to make the door levitate back to it's normal spot. With his fire, he welded the hinge back to the wall. "You have to be more careful." He scorned "The lesson has failed. We'll get back to it tomorrow." He sighed. "Somewhere more safe... or less safe" His tone rose as he came up with a bright idea. Use Astien's powers to fight. He would have to take Astien back to the surface. Something he hasn't done in a few months. This should give Astien more air. Balance and control is key (OOC: ) Location: Debate hall- his room Company: Astien Gwyn Morredor _______________________________________________ Hello, I am Gwyn, Gwyn looked upstairs knowing exactly what happened. It was another lesson gone wrong. "That's just the apprentice." He explained "He's quite powerful...However, he doesn't really know how to control it just yet." He leaned back. "If it'll help, I'll sleep first. However, if any of you leave, the mages won't like trespassing." He leaned back against the pedestal and shut his eyes to pretend that he's trying to sleep. It wasn't hard for a vampire to stay up at night. You will follow my orders! (ooc: ) Location: Debate Hall
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 1:03 am
☇ Amber eyes and white-blond hair☇ ↙ Fiesty and unruly↙ ↓══════════════↓ 「Astien Gajasha」
Child Prodigy ──────────────────────────── ☆☆☆─────
Astien looked disappointed, but it wasn't his fault! He had really tried to focus, but it was hard! He had so much magicka that it bubbled over when he tried to use spells, and sometimes took on a mind of his own! He looked upset when he was scolded, he really hadn't tried to fail. He honestly didn't like letting Scales down, he just tended to blow things up... His powers were destructive, it wasn't his fault! He was born like that!
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Oh Odd Child:
⊱Upper Area of Debate Hall⊰ A magical prodigy The Archmage's Apprentice ☽ℰiℛuki ℛostℰiℛ☾
Harbinger of the Companions
Swirled white warpaint down one cheek and three scars down the other. Short, wild hair that is a light mix of brown and red, and silvery eyes filled with fighting spirit. This is the Harbinger.
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Eiruki really doubted that he was asleep, but gave her pack the go ahead to shift. Within a minute four werewolves occupied the space, and were sniffing the air lightly at the smoke from upstairs. Soon enough they deemed it safe and settled into something of a pile to sleep in. If anyone tried anything, they would hear it before it happened.
Out Of Control: DO YOU DARE HARM MY PACK
☽ Debate Hall ☾
The WEREWOLF'S light fur shines red and brown in the MOON LIGHT Above Jorrvaskr the HUNTER always watches over his children The Companions PATH may soon be lost in the d a r k n e s s.
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