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Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 11:59 pm
"Pleased to meet you." The Wraith straightened and eyed them apprasingly. "Now, unless I am mistaken, the three of you are adventurers. Are you out seeking your Hearrtes? Or is there some other buisiness you are attending to? Either way, I belive my services may be of use." The Wanderer of The Wastes gestured with his hand to the sky above and to the right where an air ship came into view from around the grove. Coordinating the magicks from his Hearrte and those of the Ship, he cast an indetectable illusion over the Ship, displaying her name to be the "Eluthera."
"As you can see, my ship has much more spacious accomodations than a simple seat. But if you'ld prefer flying with this tinkerer, then, by all means, go ahead."
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 9:17 am
Xaron the destroyer Faey of the Silver Heart Xaron the destroyer Faey of the Silver Heart "Right then. I imagine they don't remember or pay attention to you to much then, if you don't go there often. Don't worry, you'll be fine with me." She assured him, "They're actually quite decent, once you win their trust. Otherwise, they're just gonna kill you." "Oh they know me."He said, before adding"Or they should, I'm quite...famous there."He said, not finding a way to say that he was an outlaw pretty much anywhere. "Really? I wonder that I haven't heard of you then. I come up to the surface quite often, although not in this area, so maybe that's it."
As she spoke, they came upon the edge of the Dunes. Taking a quick glance left and right, she trudged forward. "They'll be here in a moment, once they realize someone's here." "Wonderful."Zepher said, reaching to his back, and pulling two peices of a pole off his back. HE put them together, and pulled a large scythe blade from his side leg, and put the blade in the pole. Faeandra eyed the scythe with interest. She hoped he didn't need to use it, but better safe than sorry.
Just ahead, three black-clad figured appeared at the top of a dune. They're faces were covered, revealing only their eyes, which were a strangely brilliant blue. In their hands were vicious looking barbed scimitars. The middle one stepped forward authoritatively and pointed his scimitar at them. "Halt," Came a gravelly voice, "State your names and business in our land."
Faeandra bowed politely, "Faeandra Skyelesse, I wish safe passage through your land to the lands beyond."
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 9:24 am
Avoron had been walking for an hour now in heat he was not used to. His golden hair was plastered to his face by sweat, and he had long since removed his thick cotton shirt and vest. Just as he was about to take a break, an air ship appeared a little ways ahead, near a grove of trees. Astonished, Avoron hoisted the bronze disk he was still carrying for shade above his head and headed toward it. Ships meant people, certainly. People meant directions to the nearest city.
He sighed. Maybe he wasn't cut out for adventuring. This was far more difficult than he thought it would be, and there was no one around to see his exploits, not that he had any as of yet. As he was thinking this, he stumbled into a crowd of people. It was a wonder he hadn't noticed them before. Best introduce himself, they might be friendly. "Ah...Hello," He said to no one in particular. It was hard to tell who to introduce himself to. Should he introduce himself? Maybe they were hostile? He didn't want to die, not yet! Deep breath, they might still be friendly. Okay.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 9:42 am
Faey of the Silver Heart Faeandra eyed the scythe with interest. She hoped he didn't need to use it, but better safe than sorry.
Just ahead, three black-clad figured appeared at the top of a dune. They're faces were covered, revealing only their eyes, which were a strangely brilliant blue. In their hands were vicious looking barbed scimitars. The middle one stepped forward authoritatively and pointed his scimitar at them. "Halt," Came a gravelly voice, "State your names and business in our land."
Faeandra bowed politely, "Faeandra Skyelesse, I wish safe passage through your land to the lands beyond."
Zepher kept his scythe blade under his hands, but never turned his head from the figures. HIs eyes would be squinting if he had them, he felt uncomfortable around this area, because he may not be able to die easily, he could be tortured into insanity.
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Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2007 1:35 pm
Tekira jumped as another voice spoke. "Um...hello." she greeted the new person. Then she looked back at the group that was growing at an almost frightening rate. A small part of her wondered if she should just agree that she was looking for her Hearrte and leave it at that, but after all, she wasn't. Yet. And she didn't trust this man with the air...boat thing. She just shrugged and smiled in response to his question and left him to make of it what he would. She was beginning to regret her wish to have company on this expedition of hers. Her eyes flicked to Aer and she realized that he didn't trust this man with the air...boat...object either. That's interesting.
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Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2007 4:44 pm
Sensing the tense feelings toward him from others of the group, Wraqith showed his hands, palms up. "Now what have I done to affend you, or to earn such resentment?" He smiled and tossed his coin, his Hearrte, into the air. "I have already found my Hearrte, and now I seek to help others to that fruition. Is that such a wrong thing?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 4:10 pm
Aer narrowed his eyes and swept a deep, mocking bow. "Well," he intoned deeply, in a voice he'd heard his father use many a time when he had abandoned all attempts at seeming friendly to people he didn't like, "if you are merely going to insult me, then I'm afraid I shall have to take my leave of you, Master Rhackam. If the ladies wish to accompany you, that is their choice. I'm sure I will survive well enough with my 'simple seat'."
Suddenly angry, though he couldn't have said exactly why he was so angry, Aer stalked over to the gitacr and, not bothering to banish the two extra seats, swung one leg over the craft and settled into the front seat, taking hold of the handlebars. Power began to flow through the contraption, and it roared to life as if it were as angry as Aer.
To Hell with all of them, as far as Aer was concerned. If they wanted to go with this smooth-talking scoundrel, then they could have him, and Aer would be alone, as he'd originally wished. He jabbed at a couple of buttons and the gitacr lifted off the ground.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 5:15 pm
Janika sighed. "But...I wanted to go with you..." she said. He seemed lonely now, and wanted to be of company to him.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 8:35 pm
Tekira smiled politely at the man with the air...boat. "It's very kind of you to offer, but I don't know where it is I'm going or what it is I'm doing. I think I'll just wander on on my own. Thank you anyway, though." Feeling that she had solved her dilemma in a very satisfactory way, she turned and got back on the path. She didn't notice that she was walking almost under the gitacr. "Now what?" she muttered aloud. "Where do I go?" She would follow the path for now, but what happened when it ended? "I guess I'll just keep walking. Everything has to lead somewhere." she decided.
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 1:16 am
((I'd like to let Bard post before I do, so I'll wait for now. So post Bard! *nudge*))
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 9:45 am
((Alright! I'm posting! Dang! *Rubs spot he got nudged in*))
"I meant no insult to your vessel sir, I simply thought that it will be a bit of a longer quest and that they might like wider accomodations than what you have to offer. My ship is simply mechanical, yours is powered by the very magick around it, unless I am mistaken. I find that facinating. Yes the seat is not as simple as it seems, yet all the manipulation of magick resulted in the same thing. A cushioned seat. I'm sure that some would rather have a cabin and working showers, but ultimately that is up to them." The disquised pirate cleared his throat, the gitacr was quite high now, and it was getting difficult to make himself heard. "If you wish to take a break from your flying duties, then I believe there is enough space for your craft in the hold. However, if pride holds you to your course alone, then so be it."
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 6:19 pm
((Geh...Everybody, I've gone and gotten grounded off the comp. My apologies, you'll have to carry on without me and pretend my characters aren't there anymore. I'll be gone for a while, I don't know how long, but keep on RPing! Have fun!!))
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 6:21 pm
(hope you get back on soon!)
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 9:20 pm
((I just meant that he was hovering..... ><
Aww.......... I know you probably aren't reading this but when you get back Faey, you'll have to tell us what you did to get yourself grounded dramallama
Well I'd like to see what kinds of evil plans Wraith has in mind, so I'm willing to go along razz
OMG! I have the new Linkin Park CD! *orgasm*))
"Tinkerer," Aer growled to himself. "Tinkerer! As if it wasn't already painfully obvious that he..." Still grumbling, he let the gitacr lower itself back to the ground. Climbing off, he gave it a halfhearted kick. "Stupid thing is shaking like I didn't fix it right anyway," he muttered grudgingly.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 9:26 am
((Ikken, you just landed on Tekira))
"Well then, welcome abord the "Eluthera." One out of three, he thought to him himself. He also wondered wht that unpleasent crunch was when the gitacr touched down. Still, he was busy a the moment manipulating the many Hearrtes to alow a large cargo hatch to open beneath the ship. A mechanical claw came down, ready to load the new cargo. "If you would please bring your craft this way, we can load it," Wraith suggested to the pilot of the odd craft. At this point he noticed the body caught under the gitacr "Oh my..." He pointed.
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