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 Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2005 12:13 am
A portal rips open and a young man steps out. He had been away training and felt homesick for the arms of his Mother. He called out for her and found his own voice call back to him.
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2005 12:30 am
He walked through the chambers searching. Things looked different, felt different. He stumbled upon a writing desk with a scroll and read his Mother's words. Sitting it down heavy tears slid from his cheeks.
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2005 12:44 am
He sits the scroll down and wipes his eyes. Walking from the dungeon he trips on some chains and in a flach hurled them through a wall, sending them tumbling into the catacombs beneath the estate. Turning, he walks up the steps into the bar.
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2005 8:32 am
He woke in his bed in his Mother's dungeon. He had hoped all was a dream but found the same as he did when he had come home the night before. She was gone.
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2005 8:44 am
He dresses and walks up to the bar, hearing life up there.
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 8:04 am
*She slowly creeps in the room. She knew Mistress would punish her. She left only because she was given to Xander and she wanted nothing to do with him.* Mistress....
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 8:23 am
*She searched through all the rooms and finds it empty. She sits on the couch and waits.*
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 8:44 am
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 9:10 am
*She finds Mistress Crow's letter and scratches her head. She needed to get to her.*
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 9:27 am
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 5:02 pm
*another day without mistress and she continued to clean*
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 6:32 pm
Wolf looks all around, bored. "Damn, just taking care of the house is boring." He sighs lightly. "Nothing to do but clean this place up."
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2005 4:11 am
*He smiled a little bit. He was going to miss Mistress for sure but he had never seen her dungeon like this before. She was always in the room somewhere and the shadows of those long passed remained with her. She would light up the room yet at the same time it would be near pitch blackness. His eyes trailed over the clean vertually shadow-less room and he sighed. Fiddling about in his outfit he came across a cigarette. He put the tip near a torch and then placed the nicotine stick between his lips and inhaled deeply. It had been weeks since he had one. He decided to clean up a little bit. He had noticed his owner's belongings still rested. Taking all her leather garments he placed them upon her bed. He took out a small jar of polish and began shining away. Diving head on into his own thoughts.*
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2005 4:14 am
Crossing his arms he entered a domain unknown to him. He peeped into the room leaning on the door before a loud ring started coming from his waist. He thwapped his pocket watch and ran off
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 12:53 am
She pushes the door to the dungeon open and listens to it creak open. The sound is usually unheard over the torment that goes on in her room of torture. She walks in with her raven hair wet from the early snow. Waving her hand the fire roars and she frowns. No fire meant no Lanshor. A message found her in the beyond requesting her to come home to see him and she couldn't resist.
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