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 Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 7:01 am
'Jerk' She rose to her feet and headed back to the tunnel, she was jut beginig o feel a headache coming on from the whacks she had gotten from the mages "What should we do now?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 9:53 am
Nyx:
The ID Lenses work just fine, as expected. They inform you of peoples' names and whether they are player or NPC. However, these tags seem faded, like the Lenses are fogged or not working at 100%.
Willow:
As you approach the tunnel, Ghuran comes out of the rubble.
"What kind of power do you want?" he asks impatiently.
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 12:06 pm
"Took you long enough" she muttered under her breath, "Well, Dad, you were right. Maybe relying on my combat skills alone wont be enough" she was smiling for some odd reason "So all I want is some of my old powers back, please" she thought quickly, "If I could just have my old scythe back, or my shadow control, I promise to stay out of your way a little longer, please father, you did promise"
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 5:32 pm
I run up to beside Leina and the man with the stitches after bowing my head in distress and staying relatively silent as she argued with...Layla (I heard from the cat girl that called herself Nyx).
"I'm sorry...first of all, for not responding soon enough...and secondly...I feel like it was my fault Hiroto died. I saw how much it hurt you, and...I'm...I'm sorry." I apologize with lowered ears, then say to the stitched man, "And I'm sorry to you if I gave you difficulty, too. May I have your name? I still don't believe I heard it..."
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 5:57 pm
Willow:
Ghuran slaps you.
"Show some respect, you miserable soul, or I'll take you back where you belong," he growls. "I'll give you your scythe. But nothing else. Yet."
He holds out his hand and summons your scythe. He then holds it out.
"Now, I have unfinished business back in Aerust," he says. "Leave me be."
He turns away and vanishes.
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 6:50 pm
I pause to look at Branwen. "You saw... Hiroto die?" I say almost flatly. "And the name's Leina. Branwen is yours right?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 8:12 pm
I double over laughing at Willow. "You SO deserved that! It's about time someone put you in your place! By the way, expect some revenge for attacking me. So I suggest you watch your back. ALL the time." I then skip off humming the tune known as Nah-nah-nah-nah boo-boo.
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 8:31 pm
"Yeah...I did see it happen...and I caused that fire to collapse on those cruel soldiers, not him..." I growl in frustration at myself, then sadly nod.
"Yeah, Branwen...you are among the first four survivors I saw, along with...with this guy..." I nod to the man we're following, then I lean in close to her. "What is his name? He hasn't told me...and...well..." I turn away slightly with embarassment and a look of attraction in my eyes.
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 10:01 pm
I turn back to look at this "Branwen". "There's was nothing you could have done, your fire may have very well saved us all. But we must move on before they catch up to us. I do not wish Hiroto's brave sacrifice be wasted..." I say in a solemn tone, before continuing back to the manor.
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2011 4:30 am
Willow ignored the coment and spun her scyte between her fingers a few times 'Well dad was as happy as ever to see me' sighing she began walking off from the others, they didn't seem to be getting anywhere standing around.
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2011 9:04 am
When I notice Willow starting to head off like me and Apollo had been doing, I decide to walk over to her. "Would you like to join me? I'll be offering everyone a chance to rest a bit and some food. Can't be sure about the loner chick back there, though..." I say, making a quick head gesture towards Leina. "She did threaten to attack me..."
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2011 9:38 am
"Tou are aware your talking o another loner 'chick' aren't you?" however she did ponder the idea, it may not be the best thing to run into a fight with the headache she was having "Whatever, sure I'll join you for a bit" somehow she felt this was going to be more trouble than it was worth.
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2011 1:19 pm
"Well... you might be a loner, but at least you don't try to push away a cleric's assitance when it's offered!" I say cheerfully. "Besides, I have a feeling we'll need as much help as we can get in the days to come, and having your strength around makes me feel a lot safer. Say, where'd you get the scythe? I don't remember such a thing in the city, and certainly not out here. Looks pretty nice, though!" I say, trying to make some small talk as I continue moving.
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2011 2:37 pm
Everyone:
After the mile-long walk (about twenty-minutes), you arrive at the manor. The doors stand tall and imposing, each carved in the standard Solonian manner: long, swirling patterns, much like Layla's tattoos. The knockers are smaller, but just as imposing.
Layla:
You know that your maid should be inside, unless she is out buying supplies to keep the manor stocked up.
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2011 2:42 pm
I look at the manor and admire all of it's details. "Well this is quite an impressive abode." I say.
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