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 Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2005 4:49 pm
Roarke took the little rose a moemnt, and looked at it. Then he chuckled. "A simple protection spell. That's all." He had been worried that it might be something more then that. "The student was probably tired of getting beat by his fellow studnets. That happens here sometimes." he handed it back to her. "You keep that for now, it may come in handy."
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2005 4:54 pm
For a moment she took her glance from whatever it was she was staring at this time and turned triplied colored eyes on Meilikki. Damn that woman for being right, she had her point. After all, if one planned on going on something like a quest of the surface...well they would need a weapon for thier own protection, they would need to stand up for themselves, take down those in thier way that could only be called evils of the world. And she could do none of that. It even took her a moment to remember that she carried no weapons on her at this moment. So a sigh at that, looking to the floor but then up to Meilikki again as she asked to see Iris. That was right...Meilikki could only see Piper. So taking the oracle's hand she placed it on the back of her chair as she stood so Meilikki would know where the thing was and then stepped over to Iris, grasping her by the arm and tugging her over to stand before Meilikki. Then she took off the amulet she wore and dropped it over Iris head. A touch of a hand to Meilikki's shoulder then so she knew where Piper was standing as well. "This would be Iris Bronwyn."
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2005 4:57 pm
Eliot took the small rose, no bigger than her thumb nail and stroked her finger along one of the seemingly delicate petals.
"Thank you, it reminds me of my mother. We didn't all have spoken names you see, my mother had a smell, she smelled just like a black rose. Thats why it was so easy fot her to hide from preditors, she smelled like the scenery. She was a wonderful wolf, majestic, very proud of her pack. I miss her very much."
She tucked the rose away once more under her clothes, and smiled.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2005 5:11 pm
"The defect I think is that she actually can speak on her own, she seems to have some free will, though she does whatever is asked of her. she doesn't feel pain that I noticed..but she also, was kind of thrown away. which means our enemy might not know or care where she is."
He stood up, and looked to Iris.
"Iris, I'm placing you with the task of helping protect the Oracle. Whirlwind, and Tarathiel..and anyone else the Oracle deems..will be the ones in charge. Your life before hers, do you understand me."
Onyx stepped back to avoid the swipe. and came up in a defensive pose of his own.
"Yes yes. poor Moon, can't hear his heart, can't feel anything. how about the other way around, dear twin? wanna know what it's like to have to repress you emotions all the time? want to know what it's like that when you feel lust or love or hate it's so all consuming you can't think straight about anything? It's just as bad as not feeling anything at all. My lust are so powerful that without my repression I woudl rape women. my angers are homicidal. and don't even start on things like jealousy.."
Yin and Yang, as always. one coudln't feel, the other felt too much.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2005 5:28 pm
Tarathiel aquired a rather bored look while they talked of trying to kill soulless creatures, but his eyes wandered about the room, following the conversation on picking up on the small details that would enable him to manipulate Malik more easily.
Certainly his composure was rather... Childish. Tarathiel had more unpleasent thoughts for describing Malik, but those probably would not draw him out to admitting he was trying to read Tarathiel's mind. So, when in doubt, think about what would bother him the most.
Tarathiel's eyes subversively turned towards Piper. She seemed rather sore, her face expressing an emotional detachment that usually resulted from some horrific event. He had a vague idea about what that was, but more importantly, what could be done with it.
Of course, Malik would be the real target of such manipulation, but what ever course Tarathiel would run would certainly hold some strange light. Oppertunity was only one step beyond imagination.
Piper, Piper, Piper... I wonder what she would look like covered in bed sheets... Not that I don't already know... That should draw him out. If not, he really isn't reading my mind. Of course, the drows expression remaind passive. Years of pretending he didn't exist in his mother's presence certainly gave him a strong poker face.
How would I destroy something that doesn't have a soul? What? How can something live without a soul? That is logical. It would be a construct, much like a golem. Well, I wonder what would happen if you gave it it's soul back. That would probably cause some problems.
Common Enemy. Perhaps a good oppertunity to have someone kill you Malik so I can have your little Piper, as an added insult. I hate you son of Innorik. Servent of hate... Wait... If I love the servent of hate, would that not be contrary to his religious beliefs? Wouldn't the best way to hate him be to love him? Wouldn't that force him to try to kill me? Then agian, if that was true, how could he keep in that relationship with Piper. Obviously she loves him. So, if she loves him, I could always destroy him through her... Wouldn't that be a grand plan. Maybe I should say something...
Nah. This scurvey dog doesn't need any encouragement.
Feed the fires Malik... Let me know how to destroy you...
I wonder what Mom is doing... I hope she finally destroyed those hobbits. They put up quite a defense, nasty little things... He look, his sword...
It drains power from blood... He said that when he was trying to prove himself to me... Maybe it is the sword that reads minds...
That would be awful if I had Orko enchante a few people with Mind Whipe. That would destroy the sword. Lovely little anti-psion spell.
Tarathiel yawned, "Sorry."
Why the hell would I want to command her? She's soulless... Only people with hearts are useful.
Iris... Human name... yuk. Well, if they give her to me, that is the first thing that is going to go... then that crappy armour. What kind of man is Malik... Leather... Why not cover her in pitch and lite her on fire... That basterd... Hey, does this mean that his soldiers are under equiped... Ogres had hammers, I don't recall the armour... Too quick to care... Maybe I should have taken more than just the collar...
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2005 5:34 pm
Meilikki nodded her thanks to Piper, and looked at Iris good and hard. The woman's eyes were empty. She seemed to be looking at this palce from far away. She did not move or flinch or look at the Oracle, even when Meilikki reached out and touched woman's cheek. Her skin was cold, but the fiant blush of blood could be seen beneath the pale skin. She felt somewhat dorry for the woman. She was...completely hollow. A shell. "it is good to meet you, Iris Bronwny." The girl did not replie. Meilikki thought as much. She turned and ear as Malik talked to her, as Piper helped her back to her seat.
"That is interesting. It means that she can't possibly be the only one. If she was thrown away, then there must be others, other failed experiments. Perhaps they would be of use to us as well."
"I understand you, Sire. The Oracle is my Mistress. I will do as she says." She bowed like her waist was on a hinge, back straight as a bored, blond hair falling over her shoudlers. Always her eyes were kept downcast. Indeed, if Malik had not asked if she had understood, one might have thought she had missed the whole conversation.
"You are of an interesting species, to say the least. And I don't think you are native. Tell me more about your parents?" One to be interested in personal histories, Roarke woke up a little more, listening intently. He poored hismelf some spiced wine, popped a bit of brie in his mouth. "Please. I would very much like to know your heritage."
Moonstone growled. "What have you to be jealous of?" He kept swiping, though for some reaosn he knew none would reach thier mark. He was angry. But he wasn't that angry. Everything...was half hearted. The emotion he showed on his face was learned. He had practiced the damn faces in a mirror as a chil, just to make sure no one tohugh anytihng of him. "At least you have something to repress."
Aella was watching Tarathiel, as he seemd to disconect himself from the rest. He was thinking, of that she was certain. She gazed around the room, wondered what those thoughts could possibly be. Son of Chaos the wizards said, Warhammer too. She anrrowed her eyes, not sure if she liked this at all.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2005 5:53 pm
Eliot's wold ears poked out of her hair, and the were swiveling like mad, but they perked up a bit when Roarke said he was interested in her family.
"Really? well I'll see what I can do. My pack was a rather new pack, My mother and father started it when they mett each other. I was never able to get many details abotu that though, how they met i mean, they seemed to not be able to remember much of it, but they remembered being very much in love from the moment the first saw each other. They don't seem to acutally remember meeting. Anyways the land that we live in is far from here and had only a few scattered packs here and there. My mother began her own, and sent representatives to the other packs and she formed the.. the... um... it has no name, only a smell, I guess i will call it the central circle, since that is how they sat when they met. And They would exchange news and do any tradign that was needed. Any business really. And we have been living that way ever since i was born."
Eliot reached up and took down her face cloak, she didn't need it up after all, he white lips a stark contrast to the black on her cloak.
"We don't have many records of my people, wolves just don't write things down, not in there nature. But my mother insisted I learn how to read and write. I often wondered where she had learnt it but she couldn't remember. My father said that a long time ago, a woman wondering the woods fell in love with a wolf and the wolr, who had no mate, took her into his pack. And that is how our transformations became possible. But i don't know if that is true."
She thought for a moment, tapping her lip, she noticed how it felt different then when done through her cloak.
"Come to think if it Roarke, we don't have much heritage. No that we know of, records are not kept among the packs." She leabed forward on her elbows , "But tell me about yours, I am fasinated by this Ton, and these Dragons!"
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2005 5:58 pm
Making sure the oracle was settled, she took to her seat again, leaving the little swirl pattern amulet with Iris. So Malik was handing Iris over to Meilikki was he? And of course Iris wouldn't protest, but perhaps it was better that way...maybe Meilikki could understand the girl easier than they could. Good lord was a lot going on all at once. She ran a hand through her hair, idly fluffing it on one side so that when it fell from her fingers it covered up her ear. Damn self conciousness. "So in other words, look for those hypothetical others in free time." An idle glance was given over to Tarathiel and Whirlwind again...still thier quiet disturbed her...well their quiet besides Tarathiel's one apology for yawning.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2005 6:07 pm
Roarke nodded as she talked. "I am sorry, Eliot. But I can't blieve the matting of a wolf and a woman. Unless there was some kind of magic invloved, the two simply could not reproduce. Their genetics are too different. And wolves have more chromozomes then humans do. It all sounds too fantastic to believe."
He blinled. "My family? I thought we had talked about them enough when D'vinn was here."
Meilikki frowned. "I'm not certain you sohuld go looking for them. More then liekly they are in the same place Iris is from. I don't want you anywhere near the lich, Piper."
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2005 6:14 pm
"Well, I am expendable." Tarathiel said with an odd tone, like a child who said I am better than you. "I could go..." He smiled, towards the guests, very warmly towards Piper.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2005 6:15 pm
Eliot sighed. "I never belived my fatehr either, i'm sure he just doesn't want to say he doesn know."
She cocked her head. "we skimmed the serface, you talked about Ton, but not Eca. And how does this dragon come into it? Reincarnation? WHt aof your own parents? what do you do here anways? Do you protect or hunt? I'm so curious about this world, it is so different from mine."
Her ears moved back and forth, she didn't even realize they had changed to wolf ears. She played with the one long piece of hair she had. "Tell me then, of anything, if you do not feel liek talking about your heritage?" She looked at him expecatntly.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2005 6:17 pm
Well that brought her attention back to Meilikki. Malik saying stay away was one thing, but the oracle telling her too? Oh that didn't sit well on Piper's mind...made her think...like what if Meilikki knew something was to happen to Piper is she did indeed wander toward the terriotyr of the lich...and this was her subtle way of trying to change things. She shook her head lightly, messing with her hair a little more. No, Meilikki was against changing things and giving information that could do so...it was just her being worried. No need to over complicate it. Her other hand tugged at her collar lightly and nodded to the oracle. "Right...I'll keep out of trouble then..." Then a look to Tarathiel as he spoke...wow she didn't like that smile...made her uncomfortable.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2005 6:20 pm
"Tarathiel."
Malik's eyes moved to the other Drow, yes, Malvolence, adn thus Malik had been skimming for thoughts.
"You should know well enough. Yes, of course I try to get into your head on the rare occasions I see you. You're as much a potential enemy as you are ally, chaosbringer."
though how much he got was debatable. Malik knew when to wear a pokerface as well. Though he was interested in something.
"here's an interesting theory to go with for you. I am the chosen of hate. and my hate is enough to hate even teh god to which I am bound, to hate the lord of hate, and from that hate, defy his will to do things that are not hateful. but am I still fufilling the Prince of Hate's desire by my hatred of him?"
A slight grin.
"just like by not causing chaos all the time, you still follow being unpreidctable, which in itself is chaotic, while not directly causing chaos to the world. you and I seem to be very similar in a few aspects. though I don't recall ever having a such a...loving family."
Okay, a little poke there. Then back to the oracle.
"the wolf girl with your cousin though she had a dream about being grown in these fields..perhaps she is another failure. a shapeshifter, with a strong dislike of slavery."
Onyx growled lightly, and gripped his brothers hands, locking thier claw exended fingers together, and locked eyes with him.
"Try it. want to feel a broken heart? want to feel loss? want to feel misery, and anguish and fear? betrayal maybe? Maybe you shoudl feel those things. maybe we should let you have your emotions nad then you cna know what it means to suffer!"
Onyx was getting angry, and anger caused adrenaline, which made his fingers squeeze and press back on Moon's trying to froce him into a submissive posture.
"You should be privaleged to not know love or hate or fear! to never know what it means to have a broken heart, to never get that feeling of someone ripping it out of your chest and stomping on it because you feel something that they don't!"
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2005 6:26 pm
Whirlwind furrowed her brow, examined her nailes. "You will stay were I can see you," She raised her eyes without moving her head. "Captain."
Meilikki nodded. "For the moemnt, dear one, you have some issues to work out with youreslf. Running into a dangerous palce, in your condition, is not recomended. And I don't need tos ee anything to know the validity of my words."
Rorake smiled. "No, I enjoy talking aobut my family. So few people are interested anymore. Eca? Where to start?"
"Oracles now are blind. A self inflicted liablitie meant to protect themselves from seeing the faces of thier loved ones. They could see them through the visions, they didn't want to know what they looked like. Eca now, she could just fine. Her vision probably some of the best. She was very skilled with a blade. Her magi in training, Ton, followed her wherever she deemed worthy to go. He was her protector. In that time, magic was a much more common ting amoung people."
"Once in while, a soul form the Blackbowman line is reincarnated. Just a few gnerations before me, we had a reincarnation fo Ton's farther, Blake. Not so gifted with demi-magic, but a great stratigist."
"Alaran fell in love with Ton when she was just young. He didn't return her love, adn she refused to accept it."
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2005 6:27 pm
"Malik. That is not a riddle. That is common sense. Did you not say the last time that we meet that you were not stupid enough to read my mind?" Tarathiel had to laugh at that, he did catch him where he wanted. Controlling Malik is easy.
"Out of curiosity, is not being the chosen of a god of hate an expression of love?"
"You can come too if you would like, Special."
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