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 Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 8:59 pm
Elizabeth grimaced as she watched Trinity fall holding her side. She felt somewhat hurt when the girl screamed at her. She placed her kitten back in her back, closing it enough for the cat to get air, but not poke it's head into trouble anymore. Then she knelt down beside Trinity, disregarding her request for Liza to stay back.
She looked down at her beautifully beaded dress. Feeling the tears begin to fill her ducts as she grabbed a hold of the bottom of the silken fabric and ripped it off. Causing the Ankle length dress to go slightly above her calve. She brushed her red hair out of her face, turning her head away from the others so they wouldn't see her tearing up over something so stupid as a ripped dress.
Then she forced the girls hands away from the wounds, looking over them carefully. They where deep, but not lethal, she looked up at Trinity, suspension in her eyes. "You where the one who fought the Necromancer, aren't you?" she asked, her eyes narrowing. Why would she go against someone who could use the dead like puppets. By herself at that matter. She sighed, taking the ripped fabric, ripping it again. Then she looked at the two boys in tow.
"I need water. And a fire. I'm afraid she isn't going to make it too far with these sort of wounds. They have already began to grow infected. Hurry now!" she shouted sending the boys on the way to gather the things she asked for, then she returned her attention back to Trinity. "Don't worry. I know you don't trust me yet. But I can help you."
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 7:08 am
While she was trying to get her mind off of the pain she noticed Liza tear her beautiful dress. She could tell it was a sacrafice. Distracted by this her hands were moved away from the wound. She didn't argue Liza was helping her despite how rude Trinity was earlier.
She listens to her questioning why she battled the Necromancer. She watches as Liza tells the boys what to do and looks at her wounds. "Thanks"
"To answer your question about the Necromancer it was because... He crusified my parents, hung the trainer that taught me how to fight giving him a shameful death, he destroyed my village and the realm and I served under and crucified..." she couldn't say it she couldn't say his name after that word, "...the lord I served under. I fought back because there was nothing else to loose." she told her enough to let her know that was why she fought. She wasn't sure if she should tell her about using magic suddenly. Her saddened eyes and lowered as she thought about this.
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Posted: Wed Mar 10, 2010 7:27 pm
Max didn't have the time he needed to think about what had been said before Elizabeth was sending him out to get firewood. He looked to the other boy, "Elm, was it? I'll get the firewood, you go get the water. There should be a stream nearby."
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 6:58 pm
Elm nodded. "Right." He ran off towards the stream and pulled a jar out of his bag.
He was about to dip it in when he stopped. I wonder...
He pulled his half-harp off his back and began to strum. The waters began to stir and rise to the tune, lifting into the air. He directed them towards the jar, forcing them to spill in.
He grinned. This was a wonderful gift.
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Posted: Wed Mar 17, 2010 3:55 pm
Trinity's mind flashes back to the battle she recently fought. She remembers how that she managed to launch a fire ball, an ice bolt and a white magic, she wasn't sure what it was but it calmed her. It seems, like all that I "conjured" magic, I suppose that's what it's called, is destructive... I'm afraid if anyone knew they will blame me for destroying the village and realm... she sighs to herself perhaps when I'm feeling better I could ask about how to control it... Right now... I could be q danger to us all not knowing how to use it...
There was a worried look on her face the more she thought about it Was it a gift or a curse?
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Posted: Thu Mar 25, 2010 11:02 am
Max thought about what he'd gotten himself into as he searched for good firewood. He never trusted magic users, you never knew what they were capable of, and it was hard to fight them when the time came. Now he was caught in a group of four.
He turned back towards the others when he had two armfuls of sticks, small enough to get going quickly, but large enough to burn for a while. He dropped them near Trinity and Elizabeth, and set to building a fire.
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Posted: Sat Mar 27, 2010 9:59 am
Trinity didn't like being tended to she was used to surviving on her own and doing everything herself. But right now she had to put those feelings aside, for even to move right now would feel like a thousand stings. She was worried What if something attacks us? Can they protect me? She felt that the longer she lays down the more pain she would feel later. She felt she had to be on her feet in case something were to attack. She starts struggling to get back to her feet.
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Posted: Fri Apr 02, 2010 9:02 pm
Max had almost gotten the fire going when he saw Trinity trying to stand. "Don't try to get up yet, you need to lie down until we can treat your wounds." He dropped the rocks he was trying to get a spark out of and went to her side, putting a gentle hand on her shoulder. It wasn't to push her down, just to keep her from raising up any more. "Please, we're trying to help. Tell me what you want and I'll get it."
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Posted: Fri Apr 02, 2010 9:38 pm
Damion then stretched, sensing that something was out there. Grimacing he got up thinking.
"i bet its those meddling kids that were out there just a minute ago"
His eyes a now blood red, her threw his jacket over his shoulders and walked out the door, grabbing his sword on the way out.
Closing the door damion summoned for 20 of the skeletons to follow him, leaving the door closed he commanded 40 other skeletons to guard the cabin.
Walking off into the dark he let out a very eerie, maniacal laughter.
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 8:39 am
Trinity responds to Max's query as she continues trying.
"I want to get on my feet, who knows when the next attack will occur and I don't want to be laying my ahhh-!" her wounds continue to sting. She lays back down. "I'm not used to being helped and I'm so used to thinking that if I can't get on my feet and fight then I'm dead."
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 4:44 pm
"Well, whether you're used to it or not, I'm going to help, which means defending you if anything attacks. I may not be able to use magic, but I can still fight." Max said, taking his bow off of his back when she laid back down. "If you see or hear anyone before I do, warn me, and I'll get them before they have a chance of getting to us, okay?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 09, 2010 4:03 pm
After hearing this Trinity felt more confident in him and decided to relax a little. "Very well. Good to know." she liked the fact that he wasn't a magic user and was reliant on his skills. Perhaps she could do the same with her recently found abilities, hopefully she could simply ignore the existence of them and continue fighting as she would normally before she had ever used it.
Trinity's eyes shifts over to a pile of bushes which shuffled. There was a sort of shady bird sound coming from them. It was a giant lizard, which hissed while it sees its prey it was the height of Max. Trinity was not looking at that one she was looking for the others it was with. "These things are scavengers, ofcourse they'd show up sooner or later."
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Posted: Sun Apr 11, 2010 10:14 pm
A small shiver went down Max's spine when he heard the creature. He'd heard it before, at night when he was alone. It always stayed just outside the light of his fire, not letting him sleep. He had no idea there were others, but now he felt their piercing stare. Max slowly took an arrow from the quiver on his back, and set the nock on the string. "Is there anything I should know about them? Where should I aim?"
He asked because he knew there were different techniques for different animals. One never shot at a boar's heart from the front or side, it's protected by a bony plate. The trick was to shoot just behind the shoulder and aim forward. Were these creatures similar, or did they require an entirely different trick?
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 3:17 pm
Trinity looked at the creature that roars once more and charges at them. She noticed there was a big red spot behind his eyes and that his belly was soft. The red spot would surely kill it or at least disorient it. "Aim for the red spot quickly!"
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