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 Posted: Fri Apr 10, 2009 4:30 pm
"But it is also my dagger, my peice." She was growing enraged, he wasn't giving her straight answers. Finishing up her tea she took it back to the kitchen with his cup too. There was a clank of the dishes rattling as throw them into a tub.
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Posted: Fri Apr 10, 2009 5:40 pm
"Damn it" He'd pissed her off... she just didn't get it... that dagger, Armal's Fang, was deadly, deadly to the user, deadly to the victim, deadly to all the bloodsacks in the city.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2009 2:31 pm
"What do you say?" She held her grip tight so she wouldn't loose it...so she wouldn't get angry.
((BTW you need to post your profile in the Profile topic. :3))
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2009 4:11 pm
Radiaas looked at her... she clearly wasn't going to drop it. "Ok... I doubt you've heard the legend, the old legends are dieing. But one of the few that you may have heard was of the Vampire tyrant Armal, and his legendary armor and weapons; Armal's Left hand of Judgement, Armal's Right Fist of Hatred, Armal's bloodwalkers, Armal's Bloodied Heart, Armal's Shredded Mantle, Armal's Bloodied Greaves, and Armal's Skull... that's his armor. His weapons, Armal's Midnight Star...and Armal's Fang."
((Alright))
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2009 4:26 pm
"I am guessing I have the Fang..." She turned around and faced him. "I am also guess your 'king' wants them."
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2009 4:45 pm
"You have a replica of the Fang, and Lord Arogani only wants them so he can despose of them..." Radiaas watched her carefully "If any of his cursed objects tastes blood... well... I should just tell you the legend>"
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Posted: Sun Apr 12, 2009 12:13 am
"I don't really believe that bit no matter." She sighed and sat back down near him. "What legend?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 12, 2009 12:23 am
"Well.... it's a long one, so you might as well get settled in" Radiaas said "Long ago, there was a King among Vampires, but he was tyranical, his name was Armal."
((logging off fot the night, You'll get the legend tomarrow))
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Posted: Sun Apr 12, 2009 1:42 pm
((I was typing it but the stupid thing logged me off))
Radiaas told the story of Armal, and his cursed weapons and armor. "He used his own fang in he dagger..." "He ripped out his own heart and pounded it into a breastplate." For nearly two hours Radiaas told the bloody fable of Armal's armaments.
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Posted: Sun Apr 12, 2009 2:16 pm
She sat and listened, entangled into the story's tale of deception and death. The lives lost to the tyrant, the empires that were built. Then the way it all failed and drifted apart. She didn't know what to think only to find those peices...maybe for herself. But that was the part of her that liked to collect. "Well that was a very good bedtime story."
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Posted: Sun Apr 12, 2009 3:29 pm
"It's much more than a story. There's evidence of it everywhere, take the arcitecture of the city, like the one fanged faces over doors." Radiaas said to her.
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Posted: Sun Apr 12, 2009 11:02 pm
'Ah but you called it a legend, a myth fantasy of the mind. As I believe the armor is real but the actual fact that the armor is a power is legend." She took pride in her dealings with artifacts and stories. More that she wanted himt ot feel small next to her.
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 1:18 pm
"Well, I've got to tell you, I've seen the power of The Right Fist firsthand, and I've seen Armal's Heart draining away the life of that same man." Radiaas said curtly. "Now... the Lord is making arangments for his best agents, and any other willing followers to go on a mission to find his armor, and the Star." Radiaas explained. "Now, If you wish to come I can have an agent tend your shop."
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 2:06 pm
"I trust no one here." She called her cat in. "Amalis I need to watch the shop while I am away can you do that for me?" He purred and rubbed his head against her leg. "Should make you a disguse first..." Running into her bedroom shuffling and items being tossed was heard she came back into the living room with a necklace. 'Come Amalis." He jumped on her lap and she fastened the silver chain on with a green jewel dangling at the bottom. Amalis looked at her then in a second fell on the floor with a thud. Radiaas had a shcoked look on his face. But in moments Amalis began to change, form into a teenage boy. He opened his eyes and sat up on all fours. "Walk you silly thing." He stared at ehr and proceeded to stand on two legs. "You could have told me it was going to knock me out like that." He was not pleased.
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 4:11 pm
"What the hell? Wait... does that mean you're coming?" Radiaas asked, not showing his surprise. "You'll need weapons and armor." Radiaas emphasided the point by moving his cloak and showing his own beutifly crafted Vampiric armor.
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