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| New Poll! What are you doing here? :O |
| I'm one of the RPers. :3 |
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| I'm lurking, just to read what you guys are up to here... ;O |
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| I'm lurking, looking for the right time to join... ;D |
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| I wanted to choose option 2 just to make you guys nervous, but I am thwarted by this option. >:U |
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| ...I'm just voting for gold. ^_^;; |
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 Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 9:37 am
Cinkel waited outside as Cain helped his grandfather to a room. There was one other room left, filled with boxes but had two beds. After helping Elder, Cain came back into the lobby, "Um, Aziel, Grandfather would like to talk to you. He wants to talk about your soul. If that's ok." Cain continued to look down towards the ground. Not bothering to look up.
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 3:42 pm
Chiaro and Oscuro glanced at each other a little nervously.
"What do you suppose he wants to know?"
"Let's hope this ends well..."
A bead of sweat ran down the side of Azriel's face. She really wouldn't mind talking to the Elder about her situation, but the thought still made her a little nervous as well. She would be speaking with the person of the highest status in this village, after all. She scratched the back of her head and answered, "S-Sure, I don't mind. Um, where would I be able to see him?" She looked around with slight turns of her head.
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 3:49 pm
"You can speak to Grandfather in his room. I am to go and get Cinkel to watch the door and make sure no one else is listening in or to disturb you two." Cain didn't seem to happy as he spoke, "His room is right there." He waved his hand towards a door.
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 4:24 pm
Azriel eyed Cain a little curiously for a moment. Why did he seem slightly apprehensive? Was it because of what had previously happened...or was it a signal that things might not turn out so well?
Before she was to go over to the door he indicated, she asked, "Um, Cain? Are you all right there? You look a little...um, distressed."
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 4:27 pm
"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm not quite in high spirits at the moment. Grandfather still thinks little of me. He doesn't think I could handle being Elder or even to take care of myself." Cain smiled, he did seem to realize that he was looking so...distressed. "Please, pay me no attention."
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 4:40 pm
"Oh, I see... Ah, well...I hope things look up between the both of you someday," she simply answered, not speaking any further of it so as to not drive those feelings any deeper.
She walked over to the Elder's room, entered quietly, and closed the door behind her. After clearing her throat a bit, she greeted, still looking slightly nervous, "Ehm...good evening, Elder...sir."
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 4:46 pm
"Ah, yes. Good evening. Please, sit down." Elder was sitting on the floor at a small table. He motioned for Azriel to sit across from him. "Cain has told me a bit about your predicament. I just have a few questions on the matter and wish to tell you something." There was the shuffling of boots against wood outside the door as Cinkel to his spot. The wood creaked on the door as he lend against it.
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 4:56 pm
Azriel went over to the place she was given at the table and sat down cross-legged. Placing her hands on her laps, she made a slight nod of respect and replied with a little bit of a smile, "Sure, sir, ask away."
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 5:03 pm
"I know that your soul is split, but my grandson has failed to tell me how." The elder stated simply, "Would you mind enlightening me?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 5:26 pm
Azriel pointed at the jewel on her collar. "The diamond and onyx of this collar house an essence of light and darkness, respectively. These essences have a sort of ancient enchantment on them.
When one puts on the collar, these essences adhere to what is called the 'light of soul' and 'darkness of soul', and forge their personalities from them. 'Light of soul' includes one's righteousness, sense of justice, determination, and similar traits. 'Darkness of soul' is made up of ehm...traits like mischievousness, immaturity, and even things like self-hate.
As for the sapphire on this collar, an enchantment on it acts as an anchor for the original persona."
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 5:33 pm
"So your soul has been split at the extremes. The elements that build the heart and soul, light and darkness. Yes, next question. How and why was it spread that you were possessed by a demon?" Elder thought deeply as Azriel spoke, absorbing it all in.
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 7:00 pm
She closed her eyes for a few seconds to gather her thoughts and responded, "This is quite an aged artifact. The essences, with bits of memories gathered throughout the ages, tell me it was crafted just 500 years after the Kharlan War.
It isn't very widely known, but this collar is deemed as having a curse as it got passed along. As the essences adhere to one's soul, it cannot be removed from a body unless it no longer has a soul. Which of course means...the person has to die for it to detach itself from a body. They tell me...previous curse-bearers either committed suicide or were murdered to have it taken away from them.
There was more of the former than the latter because when these particular people put on the collar and discovered the dark being created from themselves, they were either afraid or hateful of having such a being alongside their soul. They don't understand or refuse to believe it was created from their own darkness, thus thinking that it was some sort of demon and screaming that claim as they ended themselves.
I'm not sure how, and neither are the essences, but some of the tales surrounding this collar were recorded, and those records were maintained through the ages. Some scholars around the world stumble upon these records. They see me and recognize this collar, thus spreading the rumor that I'm possessed by a demon."
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 7:11 pm
Elder nodded throughout her explanation, "I think I'll save my other questions for another time. Now, you do not have to worry about the people around here. This village already houses one that actually has a demon. What I am implying is that you can stay here as long as you like, whenever you like. We are independent of others so you can always come here if you ever need a home. As that human saying goes, 'What's mine is yours and what's yours is yours.' I think."
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 8:10 pm
Azriel scratched her head, looking puzzled for a second. "I think the end might go more like 'yours is mine', sir. It would make the saying sound like it implies a sense of sharing more. A-anyway..." She attempted to make a low, respectful bow, which brought her face was close to the table. It made her feel a little silly and wonder if she was doing things right. "You have my deepest, most sincere gratitude, Elder sir." She straightened back up but didn't leave his presence yet, politely waiting for a sign that she could excuse herself.
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 8:39 pm
The elder tilted his head, "Um, yes? Was there anything you wanted to ask of me? If there is anything of which you need, do not hesitate to ask."
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