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 Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 7:13 pm
Without even the slightest drop in in smile or tone of voice Faust turns to greet the twin, biggrin "Heavens no, as a holy man, I would never think of doing such things. Greetings, my name is Dr. Fausto Fate, or Faust for short 3nodding . Would you grace me with your name." biggrin Bows to her. biggrin "Dimitri, you haven't told me you friend's name as well." biggrin
"Sorry bro sweatdrop . This is Kyte, I'm not familiar with her sister as well." Stands up. "Hullo, my name is Dimitri Fate youngest brother to the Fate family 4laugh . Bows to her. "And the guy in the black behind you is Brendon. It's okay, she seems to be a friendly 3nodding ." Whispers so that only Kyte can hear, "Does your sister travel alot? If she does, signal her some how to not call bro the "faerie doctor", as he's known to be called be some stare . I'll tell you why later."
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 7:41 pm
Sunset laughed.
"The name's Sunset. It's nice to meet you all."
Kyte answered Dimitri in the same quiet voice that he used.
"Yes, Sunset travels, only a little though. I'll let her know, and I look forward to that story."
Kyte and Sunset caught each other's eyes for a second, and the message seemed relayed.
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 8:08 pm
Suddenly the door bursts open and a man in dark chainmail barges in. His black cape billows behind him as he marches towards the bar. One hand rests on the haft of the flail hanging at his waist, and the other fingers a silver holy symbol of Hextor that hangs around his neck. He snaps an order to Taps Goldenfoot. "I will have ale. And quickly, too!"
He stands stiffly while he waits for his drink. Suddenly he smells the air, then chants a phrase in a dark language and gestures with his hands. His eyes glow white and he looks around the room... and his eyes stop on Brendon.
"Undead? In this place? I find that quite humorous."
He walks over to the group with a stern look on his face. "I am Markhail Veldrasta, priest of Hextor. I must know why you bring undead in a place meant for the living."
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 8:10 pm
Slow dawning within the darken mind, exploding with excitement Dimitri zips over to Kyte and shaking her slighty, "...Oh, hey, twins! Do you guys share the whole telepathy thing? You know, where you know where or how or what the other is feeling? I mean, we might not look it, seeing how Faust here looks almost five years older than me but we're really triplets! 4laugh "
Grabbing the back of Dimitri's robes Faust lifts him and places him in his seat as Brendon walks over and holds him down to prevent him from shaking off Kyte's head. biggrin "I don't think it has anything to do with how old we look, but how old we act sweatdrop . Dimitri, let me put it this way" biggrin Looking over at Kyte, biggrin "Miss, Kyte, how old did you think Dimitri was when you first met him, off battle, on battle, bored and by physical appearance?" biggrin
" neutral sad cry crying BWAHHHH!! STOP PICKING ON ME IN FRONT OF MY FRIEND AND NEW FRIEND!! crying "
This time talking softer as to let the crying drown out any other noise, biggrin "Let me also ask you this, did he act this way since you met him? No no no, I'm not picking on you, just inquiring on how your well being has been since we left. Has It been manifesting and causing trouble, any symptoms? Oh, and it's pleasure to meet you Miss. Sunset 3nodding " biggrin
Upon hearing the last part Dimitri aburptly stops crying as fast as he started, "Oh, and it's nice *hic* to meet you as well Sunset 4laugh . Hmm, no *sniffle*. There has been no trouble. All is well and well behaved. smile "
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 8:24 pm
"Um, yes Dimitri we do."
Kyte turned to Faust.
"Well, he looked between 19 and 23. And yes he has always been like this." she said with a smile. Then she frowned and her eyes turned thoughtful. "Though, sometimes, he turns almost bloodthirsty. It's like he's a different person."
She shivered slightly, again remembering the voice that had taunted her.
"Yes, we're telepathic. Aren't all twins?" Sunset said, sitting by Kyte. She turned to her sister and said quietly, noticing her shiver, "Are you OK?" Is there something I should know about?
No. Don't worry about it. I don't know everything myself.
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 8:34 pm
Velris the Blade Suddenly the door bursts open and a man in dark chainmail barges in. His black cape billows behind him as he marches towards the bar. One hand rests on the haft of the flail hanging at his waist, and the other fingers a silver holy symbol of Hextor that hangs around his neck. He snaps an order to Taps Goldenfoot. "I will have ale. And quickly, too!"He stands stiffly while he waits for his drink. Suddenly he smells the air, then chants a phrase in a dark language and gestures with his hands. His eyes glow white and he looks around the room... and his eyes stop on Brendon. "Undead? In this place? I find that quite humorous."He walks over to the group with a stern look on his face. "I am Markhail Veldrasta, priest of Hextor. I must know why you bring undead in a place meant for the living."" who sed any thing about undead draws steel
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 8:38 pm
Looking some what concern, biggrin "Bloodthristy stare ...you don't say any other oddities? Dreams? Voices? Distance, both emotional and physical? Smoking?" biggrin I thought you said it was under control. You let him take control didn't you, why? You saw what happened to Ziggy. Both brothers noticing her shiver, voice full of concern, "Are you okay (Miss.) Kyte? I am (my brother is) a doctor of sorts. Perhaps he (I) can help?"
Just so you know, I was in control! I just didn't want to kill was all. He and I came to a mutual agreement was all. Didn't we?
twisted Hell yes (remebers the no mentioning of the smoking rule if he was to be allowed to continue to smoke.) twisted
So did Ziggy with his.
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 8:44 pm
ninja "!" ninja
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biggrin "!" biggrin Turning to see who has seen through the guise. Crap, Dimitri, there's something you must know, that guy in the corner of the room is a undead hunter to the extreme. What I mean is that he goes after ANYONE that has even the slightest relation with the subject. Don't respond, let me do the talking and pray that our third arrives. And no matter what happens remember, don't react and if worst comes to worst, I hope your friends are great fighters and won't betray you, due mainly that we might have to fight the whole bar. Faust feigns deafness and continues his look of worry on Kyte.
Brendon, don't move! Just keep you post behind Kyte. Why would they betray me?
Have you forgotten what we are? Nevermind, we'll play this by ear.
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 8:48 pm
shrugs and sits back down and gose back to reading, but having his simbale show quite clearly on his chest
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 8:48 pm
The priest of Hextor clears his throat and points to Brendon. "Ahem, I asked you a question... Have you not heard the saying, 'Give your loyalty to the devout of the Scourge of Battle, so goes the Law of Hextor'?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 8:51 pm
DimitriFate Looking some what concern, biggrin "Bloodthristy stare ...you don't say any other oddities? Dreams? Voices? Distance, both emotional and physical? Smoking?" biggrin I thought you said it was under control. You let him take control didn't you, why? You saw what happened to Ziggy. Both brothers noticing her shiver, voice full of concern, " Are you okay (Miss.) Kyte? I am (my brother is) a doctor of sorts. Perhaps he (I) can help?"Just so you know, I was in control! I just didn't want to kill was all. He and I came to a mutual agreement was all. Didn't we?
twisted Hell yes (remebers the no mentioning of the smoking rule if he was to be allowed to continue to smoke.) twisted
So did Ziggy with his." Dreams? Not sure. Distance? Sometimes. And I haven't seen him smoke, but then he goes off by himself sometimes. And I'm fine, thanks, though." Kyte said, pointedly ignoring the question about voices.(( ninja )) Are you sure you're OK, sis? Oh, and our friends may be in trouble. That man was just asking about Undead. If our friends are involved, we will have to help.Yes, I'm fine. And I'm ready to help them if it's needed.The door opened and another elf walked in. She looked around and, spotting them, walked over. " Hey, cousins, how are you?" Riven said cheerfully.
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 8:52 pm
Suddenly the group of armored women notice Markhail.
The lead one cries, "A PRIEST OF HEXTOR!!! SISTERS, LET US DO BATTLE!" The women leap from their table and draw their swords. They rush in at Markhail and are about to cleave him into pieces when suddenly daggers fly out of nowhere and pin their capes to the ground.
Velris steps out of the shadows and draws his two kukri which glow with ominous purple auras. "I suggest you leave quietly. Otherwise, you'll be leaving... silently."
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 8:53 pm
Velris the Blade The priest of Hextor clears his throat and points to Brendon. "Ahem, I asked you a question... Have you not heard the saying, 'Give your loyalty to the devout of the Scourge of Battle, so goes the Law of Hextor'?"cross shouts " Hextor has nothing but dirt and bone whats the point"
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 9:00 pm
The armored women, the "Sisters of the Sword" as they called themselves, look at Velris and their swords waver. They knew of the horrible things he had done, but also of his considerable skill. The leader acknowledged him. "Velris the Blade... This battle is not over yet, filthy follower of Hextor!" With that, the Sisters turn and walk out of the tavern.
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 9:07 pm
Velris the Blade The armored women, the "Sisters of the Sword" as they called themselves, look at Velris and their swords waver. They knew of the horrible things he had done, but also of his considerable skill. The leader acknowledged him. "Velris the Blade... This battle is not over yet, filthy follower of Hextor!" With that, the Sisters turn and walk out of the tavern. cross looks at Velris " my friend that one ethier loves you or hates you but eathir way have a drink"
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