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Durithill the Black Blade
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 Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 5:27 pm
 ____☾ When the finger points to the yonder мσση ☽_←━━━━━━━━━━━━ ━━━ ━ ━ ⊱ ✩⊰ ╜ INDENT"Easy enough." Durithill replied with a small nod. He could just possess the body in the same way that he had Melody and and Dread Knight. The only difference being that this time his soul would be fixed into the body. "How well versed are you in the manner of curses?" Durithill asked suddenly, his face almost blank. Something had been bothering Durithill after all regarding what had happened to him in the past. So far the curse he had been placed under had not manifested itself, but Durithill suspect that it was because he had been in the bodies of others as opposed to a body of his own. If the curse had been placed on his old body then there would be no problem, but if those old bastards had placed it on his soul...LOLTHERENEEDSTOBELOTSOFSPACEHERE...LOTSANDLOTSOFSPACEMMKAY?<333333...MAYBEMORESPACE☆✰★ Theƒσσℓ will look at the fingertip ✩
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 5:31 pm
"Not to wet my own whistle, but I think I'm the best versed in charms, hexes, spells, and curses out of anyone living today, based on the fact I've been at it longer." He tilted his head. "Why?"
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Durithill the Black Blade
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 5:41 pm
____☾ When the finger points to the yonder мσση ☽_←━━━━━━━━━━━━ ━━━ ━ ━ ⊱ ✩⊰ ╜ INDENT"I think you mean 'blow your own horn'." Durithill said with a chuckle and his usual grin. "Wet your whistle means to drink." For one who had lived longer than anyone alive, one would think he had a better grasp of phrases and the language in general. "I had a curse place upon me. A sealing spell." Durithill explained as he leaned back in his chair and tried to make his body's bulk get into a less awkward positioning. "I became a master of sealing spells, but still do not know how to break it. It may be possible even death didn't cure my affliction."LOLTHERENEEDSTOBELOTSOFSPACEHERE...LOTSANDLOTSOFSPACEMMKAY?<333333...MAYBEMORESPACE☆✰★ Theƒσσℓ will look at the fingertip ✩
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 5:46 pm
He shrugged. "I haven't had the opportunity to use Common in millenia. See, I've been sealed 'downstairs', in my own specially-prepared section of Hell since.. oh.. well. since I was split."
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Durithill the Black Blade
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 5:51 pm
____☾ When the finger points to the yonder мσση ☽_←━━━━━━━━━━━━ ━━━ ━ ━ ⊱ ✩⊰ ╜ INDENTDurithill just smirked and shook his head ever so slightly. "Well regardless, it is possible that when I attain a new body my old curse will manifest again." he said with an annoyed sigh as he watched the tub sitting in front of them. How he wished that wouldn't be the case, but he guessed those old fools were intelligent enough that they would expect him to try something like killing himself in order to get rid of it. Not that he ever thought to kill himself on purpose, but they might have expected him to do anything he could to break it. LOLTHERENEEDSTOBELOTSOFSPACEHERE...LOTSANDLOTSOFSPACEMMKAY?<333333...MAYBEMORESPACE☆✰★ Theƒσσℓ will look at the fingertip ✩
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 5:55 pm
He stood, and walked around Durithill. Again, he saw not the Dreadknight, but the man himself. "Maybe, if the ones who placed the curse upon you were well-versed in their arts. What manner of curse is it?"
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Durithill the Black Blade
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 6:04 pm
____☾ When the finger points to the yonder мσση ☽_←━━━━━━━━━━━━ ━━━ ━ ━ ⊱ ✩⊰ ╜ INDENT"I'm not certain of the exact manner, which makes it a little harder to break it." Durithill said with another annoyed sigh. After all, the men who had cast it on him hadn't used an incantation as far as he could tell. Furthermore they wouldn't exactly just tell him what it was, because they knew they that he would be able to break it. "The man I mentioned before who called my book vile. He and six others assaulted me at my home in the Damned Woods, known to most as the Black Spire apparently. The eight of us fought to a stalemate. Knowing they couldn't beat me, the seven sacrificed their souls to bind me in a wolf's form and seal away my magic. Their head told me it would only break if a specific condition was performed, though what he didn't say." Durithill explained, slowly growing more and more annoyed as he recounted the experience.LOLTHERENEEDSTOBELOTSOFSPACEHERE...LOTSANDLOTSOFSPACEMMKAY?<333333...MAYBEMORESPACE☆✰★ Theƒσσℓ will look at the fingertip ✩
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 6:08 pm
He nodded gravely, frowning. "Cursed to the form of a wolf.." He mused, thinking over how it could be done.
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Durithill the Black Blade
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 6:18 pm
____☾ When the finger points to the yonder мσση ☽_←━━━━━━━━━━━━ ━━━ ━ ━ ⊱ ✩⊰ ╜ INDENT"As far as I've been able to discover, the form itself seems to be rather irrelevant. They just needed something without hands to limit my casting, and the form matched my temperment." Durithill replied as he looked down at the Dreadknight's hands, flexing them. "It was also some form of Soul Magic, or so I believe." Soul Magic was incredibly powerful since it used your own soul as an energy source for the spell, but it did have some drawbacks, as seen in the case against Durithill where the seven men had to sacrifice their souls in order to cast the spell.LOLTHERENEEDSTOBELOTSOFSPACEHERE...LOTSANDLOTSOFSPACEMMKAY?<333333...MAYBEMORESPACE☆✰★ Theƒσσℓ will look at the fingertip ✩
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 6:19 pm
Melody felt more weaker as time passed by, she couldnt read anymore. she looked at the men who were talking. She didnt want to bother and tried to stood up on her own "Water.." she whispered with a barly hear able sound then passing out.
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 6:28 pm
"Soul Magic is a trifle I gave up upon around the third century of this world's existence." He waved a paw, looking at the male. "Shouldn't be too difficult." He looked up at his beloved books, one slid itself from the shelves and zipped through the air. He reached out to grasp the book.
He snapped his fingers, looking from the dreadknights who entered to Melody. "Put her in Greed's accomodations. Preferably in the great pool, if you please."
[[There isn't a way for you to get here. GTFO.]]
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 6:34 pm
[[I'm serious. leave please, before I'm forced to become unpleasant.]]
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