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 Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 10:50 pm
Ember looks him in the eyes once again as if trying to read him, before saying, " I could handle the spell, i'd just need some silver or mithril, or a preforged ring of either mettal, the only other thing i ask is if you wouldnt mind my putting my craft mark on the items i forge?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 10:58 pm
namidar thought about it for a moment and then dug around in his bag before pulling out a mithril necklace "will this do? the person who ordered this died so i have no use for it anymore" he then considered the craft mark "as for the craftmark not on this order....i don't know what there planning with these weapons but i dont like whats going on and i dont want the weapons to trace back to you or me but after that go right ahead"
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 11:10 pm
Reaching into her side pouch she pulls out her artificier monicle wearing it she takes hold of the necklace to examine it. Saying "This is of fine craftmanship, yes it should do fine. As far as the craftmark goes, i see the value of that so sure, we have a deal. Might i get your name?" Offering her hand in confirmation of agreement.
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 11:14 pm
namidar shook her hand "the name is namidar and you are?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 11:33 pm
"Lady Ember D'Seraphima," Ember replies. She then puts the necklace in the palm of her hand placing her other hand over it the necklace glows as she whispers in draconic over them "trilvol thirku ingoeth " the glowing necklace flashes a purple light for a second and stops glowing. she then places it around her neck. Letting out a giggle Ember says "Now I just have to test it."
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 9:27 am
Alantha walks back to the camp and sits down by the fire. She pulls out a large book from the folds of her robes. She opens it and looks it over, frowning a bit. So many wasted years she put into this book. She lets out a low sigh and looks down at herself. "Let us hope you'll be a fighter..."
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 9:48 am
namidar wtched as she cast the spell on the necklace i wish i could do that all i can do is the runes on swords he then said "alright but on our way back down later im going to have to give you a crash course on drow social norms
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 10:39 am
Picking up her drink Ember takes another sip setting it down again standing so as to get the full visual effect she activates the necklace, Her hair lightens in color to a silvery red tinged white, the gold hair tips remain the same, the product of a prior casting error, her eyes darkening from gold to a shade of dark crimson, as her form changes to a more elven form, her skin darkens to a deep ebon black. The gold accents in her armor and hair flashing lightly with her movement. She finaly replies with "I'm sure i will learn, it will be needed for this disguise, what do you think?" finishing her statement with a twirl before sitting back down.
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 12:02 pm
namidar took a swig of his drink before replying "very nice it should pass and since im not typical in drow customs no one should ask too many questions" he sighed "now i should probably send a messge to my freind who is in the forge at the moment that i won't be returning alone" namidar let out a low whistle and a small burrowing lizard came running into the camp and perched on namidar's shoulder he then tok out a small peice of paper and a small peice of charcoal from the fire an wrote a note he then rolled it up and held it out to the lizard who promtly snatched it up and sped off again
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 12:24 pm
Between the spinning the whstle, and the crackle of flames of the fire, Ember's pet fire salamander Styx awakes from its sleap, and crawls from its hiding pocket, darting out heading for the fires center. Ember notices a bit to late for her attempt to catch it, she says annoyed at its antics, "Dammit Styx, get back here" as she watches it settle itself down in the middle of the fire. Rolling her eyes at it she takes another drink, and says "Aye i suppose it would be a good idea to inform him especialy if he is only expecting you."
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 2:03 pm
Cyn'gus came walking back from the stew pot with a bowl of soup in his hands. He opened his mouth, about to speak, but then he stopped cold in his traks when he lifted his eyes to look at the spot where Ember sat. Finally, blinking away his suprise, he was able to get out, "...uh...my Lady?....you look....different"
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 2:15 pm
Turning to Cyn'gus, with laughter in her eyes and a light giggle escaping her lips she says, "Tis only a minor shapechange spell, do you like it? I'm sure i could have done better but transmutation isnt my specialty."
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 2:22 pm
Setting down the bowl next to Lady Ember, Cyn'gus commented, "It is a very convincing shape you are wearing. I thought perhaps for a moment that my memory had played a trick on me, or my eyes."
Cyn'gus took up a seat nearby, and with a brief whisper and a gesture of his hands, he summoned his guitarra. While lightly turning the tuning pegs, he asks of Lady Ember, " I do not wish to pry, but may I ask the reason for the change of appearance?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 2:32 pm
"Mr. Namidar here has offered me a job helping at the forge, i figure if its in a heavily drow populated area, tis best to look the part, as it may be safer." She replies, her eyes dart quickly from Cyn'gus to her pet Styx the fire salamander now inching its way out of the fire, moving toward him in its intent curiosity.
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 2:38 pm
"Ah, I see. So you intend to travel down into the wilds of the UnderGaia. I urge you to be careful then. I doubt you will find the same hospitality within a drow city that you will find in our midst."
Cyn'gus began to strum the guitarra, it's pitched tone reverberating through the air. There was a movement from the fire that caught his attention. He looked down seeing a small creature looking up at him.
"Hello there...who is this?"
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