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 Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2007 10:01 pm
Fury watches as Radryn heads to the bar for a drink, apparently in high spirits. "How goes your Tourney, friend Radryn?", he asks.
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2007 10:05 pm
"I lost on round 7 to a goblin shaman, I think I still have its heart around here somewhere. I tell you, You must be a very talented warrior my friend. If only I had known your former master, I would bow at his feet." Taking a regular ale from a passing steward he began gingerly sipping it since the mead seemed to only wake him more from his stupor. "In time I will catch up to you though, story's don't start with a powerful warrior, they finish with one."
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2007 10:09 pm
"Congratulations, regardless. Not many make it that far on their first try. And I wish you luck on your next try. I harbor no ill will to anyone who seeks to improve themselves. But what will you do now?
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2007 10:14 pm
"Me? Well I suppose I'll take on odd jobs around here, perhaps learn something about being a merchant from this gnome whose caravan I was hired to guard. Maybe help fend off this goblin menace. Whatever I do I hope to learn or benefit from it, not to mention get a few good tales to tell round these parts." Running a hand through his red hair he let out a long sigh. "You ever have something your looking for and don't know where to start?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2007 10:21 pm
Fury's demeanor changes noticeably, a sense of purpose charging his being. "It is a central theme to my very existence. I have been searching for a Master, to take me to my next level of training. But it seems as if this is a hopeless task, as the Master remains lost to me. I continue my search regardless, as it is my only hope of ever attaining perfection."
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2007 10:27 pm
Nodding his head he smiled beneath his mask. "You and me are so similar and yet so different. Your looking for a master to bring you to perfection. I'm looking to branch out and achieve my form of perfection on my own." With that he took another drink and set the glass down slowly. "Perhaps were friend perhaps were rivals? Time and tale are strange indeed. It is my sincere hope that someday we can get an adequate chance to work together."
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2007 10:31 pm
"A chance I look forward to as well. Good luck with your attempt to guard the Wagon Train; it seems a worthy cause. I also am involved in a task; to find the witch Cassandra and bring her to justice. With my well-balanced team, I am sure we will prevail."
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2007 10:35 pm
"Be careful, I've heard tales about witches throwing curses like you could throw your spiritual fist. I trust you still have your elixir from the tournament? You may need it..." Walking to the window he gazes up at the stars and grasps his fist shut pulling it to his side. "Isperu nor tronchen ta."
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2007 10:39 pm
"I will do my best to avoid her curse." Fury watches as Radryn moves to the window, speaking in a foreign tongue. "Your words seem to echo across eternity. Is it a prayer?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2007 10:48 pm
"More like a promise, The language is Daemon its hard to translate it but roughly it means "Even the heavens will know of my fury." My father taught it to me when I gained the tongue." Pulling back his mask he blinked away the lights of the tavern revealing his grayish eyes and dark skin. "That mask is always so stuffy, Er frecros tel drion gnu, I bow to your friendship." Bowing before him with a flourish he stands straight up and replaces his mask making the whole room dark once more. That is a great honor, from my family. to see our face you either must be dying, or beat us in combat and spare our lives.
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2007 10:53 pm
Fury reflects for a moment on the honor that has been granted him. "I thank you for bestowing upon me so great a gift. Your respect and friendship is more than I could ask. If ever it is within my power to aid you in your endeavors, I shall." Fury stands, and offers his hand in friendship to the able warrior, Radryn Tiaos.
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2007 10:58 pm
Prinny Baal The man in the corner had nodded off for awhile, and looking up, he suddenly screams, " GOBLINS!" throwing his plate off the table, as well as nearly all his papers, standing up quickly. He looks around the tavern tentatively, somewhat confused. "Errr, I mean... well... you know... I was talking about... goblins..." He sits back down dejectedly. "I'd like to help you sir, but I am unfortunately already engaged in a quest. Hopefully, someone will be able to help you soon... *I'm not sure if your quest counts under the 1 dungeon at a time requirement, but if FARGORE allows it, I would be happy to participate in your quest as well*
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2007 11:05 pm
((same here, if fargore allows it.))
throwing a glare at the man he grabs his dagger and spins it into his sheath. "Didn't know any people were still here, could have been a real problem if he had been awake." Shaking fury's hand he returned to his drink and began mumbling. "Eran befol dergar humans..."
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