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 Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2006 9:56 pm
Malik was making sure his home was getting in order, Simon summonign spiritual animals and wraiths to assist, while Tremor and Broog and other golems and breakers went top repairing walls, slaves remaking tapestries and fixing tables and pictures and anything they could. All Malik coudl think of was Tarathiel. This was his doing, a backlash form his arrogance and bravado in dealing with a being far more powerful that he thought. Sure a Lich is dangerous, but Drow and Tier'dal know how to deal with those. a Liched Demi-god was a different story. damn that pirate..and he was going to get even for this.
Onyx only grinned at Moon's look, and said nothing, he didn't have to. but he went to help, and did as much as he coudl before finding Moonstone in the room with Kat.
"A Vah never forgets those that share thier lives, even for brief moments, our father used to say. that everyone leaves a mark on you, a ripple in teh stream of your life. Dad is what now...up in the hundreds? late nineties? and still remembers people from hsi time as a slave. when he was a kit."
A smirk between them.
"Moonstone is the tender one. he won't forget you, and he won't leave you. I on the othr hand, am the dashing rogue, I'll go fetch something to help soothe your burns and get a book or two. or shoudl I get the cleric that was assisting Piper and the others?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 17, 2006 1:57 pm
The three had made there way off to get clean, solving the whole baths too big for Raziel problem by using a bowl for him. Simple improvision was the best sometimes. Clean and dressed in fresh clothes, Kieran had taken to help get the place in order.
Fianna was sitting in a chair under Kieran's vigil, seeing as he refused to let her help and insisted she rested herself. Though she may not say she was still worn out, it was visible in her posture and eyes, even her mood was dampered a little.
"Faarea!" A crack resounded through the air as the cleric went sprawling away from her from a backhand. She was not a happy elf...Malik's mood had put her into one of her own and being pulled, prodded, and messed with for the last hour or so was more than she could handle. Despite her whole arm being numb a now even more worked shoulder hurt all the more. Damn Kaden, damn Underdark things, damn cleric. Not to mention she wasn't liking the diagnosis of her little irritated old injury at all...seemed she wouldn't be using a bow at top notch for a bit. Damn it. Piper was making her way back upstairs now and to her room, she'd already washed up and all that was left was to get into some nice clean clothes. And brood of course....she hurt and she wasn't happy.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jan 17, 2006 4:30 pm
Zahara finally jumped out of the tree and let the worm chase her around a bit more. Then she glanced back, drew her daggers and with the cold efficiency she'd learned during her early years, plunged the lethal blade into the giant insect again and again and again. Green goo covered the ground where the dead creature's blood ran and Zahara found herself stabbing and stabbing and stabbing with no end in sight. She hacked and sliced until the worm had been massacred and then she stepped back and serenely wiped her blade on the ground then sheathed it. Running a hand through her hair to fix it and straightening her clothes she stepped back every inch the calm and cool elf. And then she walked away, horror was not on her face, in her mind or in her heart. Nowhere. She wasn't ashamed or afraid of what she'd done. She'd done what had to be done. She'd gotten rid of the threat before it could get rid of her. It was the way of the Drow.
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Posted: Tue Jan 17, 2006 7:18 pm
There were not many flowers that hadn't gotten ruined one way or another, and most were dead if not very withered and sick looking by now. Jaun and jell had managed to get a bouque's worth before everything started going to pot though. Together as awlays, they sneeked into Zahara's room. They left the flowers there on the nightstand, as well as a little note with "To Star Flower, from the Twins" writen on it in rather childish writing. They giggled behind their hands, sneeking back out the door.
Moonstone blushed under his fur agian, mumbling soemtihng aobut being the sensitive one underneath his breath. A little while ago, he wouldn't have cared so much, f course now he didn't much like being down played...a new experiance and while somewhat exilerating he realized how damaging it could be if ever gotten out of hand. He decided to not let it bother him too much. Of course, then he discovered that saying and doing where two very different things.
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Posted: Tue Jan 17, 2006 7:43 pm
Kat, not ususally one to blush, simply looked down at her hands, which where currently wrapped around her knees. "I just don't wnat to be alone." She whispered, a little ashamed now that she had basicly freaked out on Moonstone. She shivered a little. She was cold but didn't want to put anythign on over her skin right now. It was aching something fierce.
Eliot almost dragged Warren down the staries before she rememberd that He would need to take his time. "I'll meet you down there then! Bye the time you get down I shoudl have the bowls dished out and some bread cut!" She stepped back to look at him again and then went down the stairs.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2006 10:55 am
The worm was not the only creature in the underdark who was hungry for flesh. The blackness had a way of turning people, chaning things, everyone fed off one another, there was little room for herbavores. Bleack and barren with litte in the ways of prey. Outside of cities that was. Was it anywonder townsfolk stayed as close to their homes as possible? Only the rbave travled. Only the brave traveled alone. Them, or the insane. From in the trees, a pair of eyes followed Zahara's movements, smiling, chuckilng in a languid, liesurly way.
A voice bounced out from the trees, it's direction and position undescernable. "Well done little Drow. Will you eat it now?" The voice had a female's pitch, seducing and slippery, mocking and laughing.
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2006 11:22 am
Zahara whipped around and started looking, eyes narrowed for the voice that had spoken. She couldn't pinpoint it's location and she drew her dagger slowly. "Why would I eat the thing? It's dead and I'm not partial to worm." She continued to search trying to figure out where the voice was coming from, ever instinct was primed and the hairs on teh back of her neck were standing on end. Never trust, never get complacent. "Why dont you eat it for me?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2006 11:29 am
"Why would you not eat it?" chuckled the voice. "Why else kill the thing, little Drow? In the underdark, everytihng feeds off everything else. Go on litle Drow, take a bite,. Mayhps you'll like it, hmm?" Something padded softly to the ground with a light thump. But the trees again ubscured the sounds, makign them seem to come from every direction.
"Myself, I might have eaten it. But then, I prefere fresher meat." A growl. "I like to eat it while it's still living." The voice was slowly comming closer, the voice becoming ever more malicious, and sounded as if they were talking through a mouthful of saliva.
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2006 11:37 am
You have got to be kidding me. She crouched and waited, training herself to analyze the voice and narrow it down. She glanced down at the body of the worm and shook her head, that was just disgusting. "Yes, that's true. Everything does feed off everything else but the law of survival plays as well. I take it you want to play..." She kept searching, her daggers in her hands ready to fling them at the first thing that moved. That voice coming closer, wanted to eat her. Great. Malik would get a laugh out of this, now wouldn't he. "Come out, come out wherever you are..." she called in a singsongy voice.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2006 11:40 am
Malik left the work to be done by the others, and only gave a chuckle at a cleric running past with an red mark on the face. Piper must have at least done what she was told. which ment at present, the only person still missing was Zahara. and that ment Piper woudl worry, and that ment he'd not hear the end of it until she was found.
An exasperated sigh, handing Ebony to a slave to put away, before going about the taks of questioning everyone besides those accounted for. he knew were moon and onyx had been, as well as Piper and her parents. and kat, thanks to the breakers. which ment she either had been in her room, which no slave could account for, and was not likely, a drow would have come out fighting at that first rumble, and outside.
"I really am begining to dislike that woman."
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2006 11:42 am
"And wherever am I then?" Chuckled the voice. "Little Drow can't find me? Very well, I will play." To one side of the clearing, teh creature stepped out of it's hiding place. Walking on all fours, the sleak body of a large cat, the small, feather wings of an eagle, but the head and breast of a very exotic woman. She smiled, tilting her head to one side and baring her long fangs. "Is that better little Drow?"
She took a few steps forward. "The game of survivle is a cruel one, isn't it little Drow? As am I. I might not even eat you after you are dead. But then again, that's they way I am. Perhaps we are not so different?" Her voice was sudective and puring, the Sphinx confident in herself, her abilities.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2006 11:49 am
The whole world was against her today. Zahara watched the Sphinx as she became visible to her Drow eyesight. She stayed in her crouching position just watching for a moment. "It often is, but that doesn't mean that the game is rigged. It's not known who will come out the survivor at the point is it Sphinx? Why dont' we test your little theory and see?" She could fling her daggers and strike the beast right between her eyes but Zahara knew better than that. "Although why you want to play with me I haven't quite figured out...aren't they other things that draw your attention?"
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2006 11:55 am
"We are both quite confident, aren't we?" Why was she taking an interest in Zahara? She loved irony. She alos loved playing with her food. "We aren't so different? Are we?" She chuckled again, asking that same question. "Come, come little Drow. Let is play." And on that, she took for like a racer at the starting line. Her paws hitting the ground and thrusting her body forward with amazing speed. The smile on her face did not fade. Running full tilt, wings pressed against her sides for extra protection, the Spinx aimed herself at Zahara's legs.
((lets not forget auto hits, okay? It will make things more interesting. Just don't kill me too soon.)
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2006 12:03 pm
A growl and a string of muttered curses whiel he headed to teh stables where Nightmare was relaxing and just nodded at her on the way out, he wasn't about to try and get her to carry him for a search after running her through the fortress haphazardly into conflict. So out into the Underdark, just scanning for anything with his dark vision. utterign another curse. damn that woman.
"Imps! where are you two when I actually have a use for you?!"
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