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 Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 6:17 pm
Khastur brought a waterskin to Archer, and watched him drink from it greedily. Khastur blinked and it started to hit him, he was dog tired; from being woken up in some ungodly hour in the night to do battle with Larovians and running for dear life to the cabin he felt exhausted. Running a hand through his hair he started to unhinge his armor and then sat down-- a short while later, sleep overtook him, he bent over the table; his head on his folded arms.
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 2:35 pm
Issildia silently entered the forge after arriving back from her dealings with the larovians and that rather irritating traveler.
"So...I see that you returned." said Sylph from across the room where she sat in a simple wooden chair with her hands folded primly in her lap. "I would think that to be rather obvious," said Issildia tiredly, her voice no longer carrying its signature sarcastic nature when addressing Sylph.
Issildia then fell silent as she sat down across from Sylph, all to tired to do carry on with their talk.
Sylph frowned at this, slightly irritated that Issildia wasn't intending to continue on with the conversation.
"Well what happened then? Did you manage to send them off to the west?"
Issildia glanced at the blonde haired woman with an expression of irritation. "They won't be paying this place a visit anytime soon, if that is what you are asking." She replied tersely while she merely glance at Archer, who seemed to be looking a tad on the ill side, and then to Khastur who had fallen asleep. Obviously everyone had pushed themselves past their limits, physically and mentally. They could only hope to regain a bit of strength before journeying back to Faltora to try and stop Reinsen from defeating Keirdon.
Sylph only shook her head slightly as Issildia's response before speaking. "Well...get a bit of rest while you can, we'll be off again soon enough. I'll keep watch, just incase your attempts were futile."
Issildia seemed to consider replying in some scathing manner to the ex-councilwoman but bit her tongue before doing so. She merely gave a slight nod in thanks before she tiredly leaned back in the chair to slip into the state of half sleep that she had been taught by those of Anier. Though she unconsciously gave up attempting to maintain the meditative like state and fell asleep.
Sylph then continued to watch them in silence as time passed by; thoughts of returning to the city of Faltora haunting her sub-conscious, reminding her of the treachery that she committed, and what she had yet to atone for.
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 2:58 pm
Sin made his way through the forest slowing down for a moment he panted lightly leaning on a tree. Reaching into the pocket at his side he pulled out some of the dirt and held it in his hands, with a quick move he dropped the dirt. The dirt slowly fell to the ground and when it seemed like all of it hit the ground, Sin snapped his fingers and a spark ignited a trail of flame down to the ground flareing up the dirt that had settled there.
Looking down at the dirt Sin smiled as it formed an arrow pointing towards the east. With his foot he brushed some leaves and soil over the area makeing the mark unrecogonizable. Smileing he had regained his breath and takeing a look back the way he came he sprinted off in the direction of the arrow getting closer to the eastern edge of the forest.
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 9:57 pm
Archer gasped, his chest heaving with breath, after the long draughts. He felt no more awake or the opposite than when he had fallen into the 'trance'. He looked at Khastur, and thento Marley. "You are Marley?" He asked plainly.
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 6:55 am
Sin slowed down to a stop, crouching down near a tree to conceil himself. He peered out through the trees to the house that was a hundred or so feet away. Nodding to himself he looked at it with resolve.
"That must be that forge thingy that they were talking about... no how should I approach this..."
Sin sat back agenst the tree, so his body wasn't showing, and started to think to himself
'can't just walk up and knock on the door... thats a bad Idea... can't sit here all day... another bad idea... What should I do now...'
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 7:30 am
A long thin branch would tap on Sin's shoulder several times. Kishoku, once more appeared from no where, having blended himself in with nature as not to be noticed as he took look out. "Stand up.." He said. There was a hint of anger in his voice masked also by how calm it was.
He would gesture an arm towards the forge telling Sin to head towards it. He would follow cautiously, still suspicious.of Sin being Reinsen's spy. As they entered the forge. He spoke in a low yet audible tone, " It seems we have a visitor.. Or should I say spy?"
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 9:16 am
Looking up from where he was sitting Sin smiled at the tap on his sholder, giveing a smile he waved at Kishoku and stood up.
"well it's about time someone spotted me, I really begun to wonder if you guys were just blowing hot air last time we met..."
He put his hands on the back of his head and saunterd towards the Forge takeing his time as he did so.
"You know before I let you catch me I was wondering how in the world I would make my apperence in front of all you guys, thanks to you I can make a decient apperence and not have to worry about it now."
Walking in he heard Kishoku say something about him being a spy. His responce to that was to roll his eyes and look over at him.
"seriously do I look like a spy to you?"
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 7:27 pm
Issildia awoke almost immediately as Kishoku and the stranger from earlier entered the cabin.
In a swift motion she drew her remaining scimitar and leveled it at the stranger's neck as soon as he stepped into the forge.
"Why are you here!"" she asked with venom as her free left hand crooked into a spell casting gesture and her eyes flared in anger.
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 7:48 pm
Sin gave his winning smile to Issildia as he glanced down at the simitar brushing agenst his neck. Looking back up at her he shrugged.
"I told you so... I told you that I'd follow you... but no, you had to go and be so damn self confidant in your own abilites... hmm... mabey I shouldn't be acting so smug while your sword is pressed to my throat..."
The last part Sin said more to himself then anyone in the room. Shrugging he looked about at the cottage.
"so this is 'The Forge'? odd... I was expecting something else."
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 8:16 pm
Issildia frowned at his remark and leveled her gaze with his.
"For what point and purpose did you follow us? Other than to prove your own arrogance.?" she asked with disdain.
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 5:39 am
Sin shrugged again looking back at her calmly.
"I really don't know, I mean of course I want to understand how the world works.... but in most cases I'd have useally given up by now... I'm not to sure why I'm so damn insistant this time.... mabey something about you has piqued my intrest subconciously..."
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 7:26 pm
"Dolle naa lost" muttered Issildia with disdain in her native tongue before her anger returned once again.
"That is no reason to act as you have done, every action has a purpose. Therefore the concept of you being a Larovian spy is looking far more likely."
"You don't give anyone the benefit of the doubt do you Issildia?" asked Sylph with a sharp tinge to her voice as she stood swiftly.
"What if he speaks the truth and still you kill him out of spite? I know that even you frown upon the killing of innocents...So I think it is only fair for him to be given the chance to plead his case properly"
Issildia glanced back at Sylph, who stool at the opposing end of the room; a harsh glare crossing her face. "Sometimes the ends are justified by the means...in accordance to that, sometimes innocents are sacrificed to achieve a greater good, such as keeping us alive long enough to do what we set forth to do."
"Spoken like a true Nevar." said Sylph darkly.
This statement seemed to catching Issildia off guard as her face lost all expression and she stepped away from the stranger, lowering her blade as she did so. Issildia lowered her gaze and retreated back a matter of steps, silently allowing Sylph to try it her way.
Sylph then smirked at Issildia's reaction as she moved forward to confront the stranger.
"So tell us, what is your name and where do you come from." she asked..
(Anierian Translations~ "Dolle naa lost"---Your head is empty/you are foolish. All Anierian based off of "Tel'Quessir" a form of elvish.)
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 7:41 pm
((Alright, so cutting to the chase; I just finished another chapter in Ashen Blade ~Origin~ the first installment of the complete Ashen Blade trilogy, and I want to bring in another character to the tale. Of course I can just use another of the NPC's in my arsenal or...I may use Khastur. ninja So Gourou...would it be alright with you if I used Khastur in the first installment of the Ashen Blade trilogy? )
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 7:46 pm
Sin looked suprised for once, not from actully being talked to without a threat involved but from the fact that this woman who has been so confidant and self asseritive just stepping down like that. Shrugging it off Sin looked at Sylph and smiled.
"Me? I figure I'm unimportent... but thanks for asking, most call me Sin... and as to where I come from, I'm a monkoto, Moutains... far up in the moutains... I feel like, right now, I'm forgetting something... but I'm not to sure what."
Sin sighed and scratched his head getting lost in thought for a moment before re-focousing on Sylph.
"meph, it couldn't have been that importent if I forgot it huh?"
Smileing again he brought up both his hands up behind his head and shrugged again.
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 10:59 pm
Kuchane awoke tiredly. Another night of tossing and turning. It had not been long since he had subconsciously 'saved' his brother, but it felt like ages. The week or two dragged on, for he had to attach every soul available to a body in order to make his kings throne surreal. He had done a fine job in his opinion, and as many were practically alive, and the Castle was now becoming an intricate mesh of sand, stone and vines, it seemed as if this plae was as ancient as Anier itself. He dressed himself, his hardwood room luxurious compared to many in the castle, but still made of plants and stone. He exited his room, servants and 'civilians' of Zeo's kingdom attending the master's will.
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