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Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2009 5:21 am
Reivan lurched suddenly a scream eminating from his core, he hadn't screame dlike that since the ritual that kept him in a state of half life long ago. The assassin fell to the floor shaking, Zehir was lookng upon him gazing into his being burning into his heart. he heard the god's command echo in his mind over adn over, the hissing voice filling his ears. when it all finnaly stopped Reivan pulled himself to his feet shakily, "who is... Uoe?" he questioned quietly. Now he knew he had to find out what was going on in the first house.
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Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2009 1:33 pm
A young Drowess walked to the doors of the school, she appeared to be young. she was considered the eldest Daughter of the house of Alaenduis. she wore a White Elegantly Adorned dress. the Dress seemed to have go to just under her knees. On the dress there where jewels of all kinds. she where White Heeled Boots with a blue shaphire at the top center of the boots. she wore here hair back in two long braids. her hair stretched to around her Waist. her eyes match thte jewels on her boots and dress, with a beautiful blue Glow. Her skin was a bit lighter then the normal Drow skin, but her ears where the normal length for a Drow wheich probably indicated in some way or another that her dad was a surface elf, or there was some other type of strange blood in her. she had a very Thin face, actually the face was Short and thing and just small in general. it appeared to the be the same with most of her other features, but she seemed to be built pretty well. She was taught by her mom that even if you are a matron and can get a ton of gaurds to protect you, you should always be able to give a good fight in hand to hand, or with a weapons. she let her hands moves down and knock on the door.
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Posted: Fri Apr 03, 2009 12:03 am
The school guards carefully looked over the young drow female as she approached the door. Raising an eyebrow and quickly glancing at each other. It was a signal to keep an eye on the girl.
Soon, quick steps were heard on the other side of the door, then a sound of the doors jarring was heard as they slowly opened.
A young drowess stood on the other side of the heavy wooden doors. She wore a dark blue, velvet dress. Her silver hair was tied into a neat ponytail. She was obviously one of the higher rank servants. The girl bowed her head deeply, and then raised it back up with a welcoming smile on her face.
"You must be the oldest daughter of house Alaenduis. The one we were informed about?" the servant asked politely, then stepped to the side, pointing her arms into the school.
"Please, follow me. But do excuse us, you'll have to wait a bit before the headmistress can talk to you. She is busy with important business at the moment. But you are more than welcome to explore the school grounds at the time, and one of the servants will find you later"
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Posted: Fri Apr 03, 2009 6:17 pm
she nodded not feeling the need to acknowledge the Girl with any words. she may be a higher Servant, but in her opinion she was still greatly Lower then her. so she did not deserve the respect. Brizssysn Walked to a near by bench and reached in to her bad pulling out an over sized book. and she started to read, it was in a langauge that was not common to the undergaia. she looked around reading it slowly. she leaned back smiling darkly her reading her book almost in a trans. she had a good mind for remember things and langauges. she did not enjoy interacting with people people though. she normaly came of cocky and better then every one, which he blieved she was, but she did not want to show it with some. she needed to practice waht she was going to say to the head mistress, that was at least one person that she should disrespect.
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Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2009 4:58 pm
As the aura of chaos emanating from the First House continued to intensify, so did the savage urges boiling Valagh's infernal blood. His eyes fiercely glowing, the urge to destroy began to grow unbearable to the warlock to the point that a primal roar escaped him as he invoked a bright fiery orange ray of eldritch energy, burning an infernal glyph into a large stalactite hanging 200 feet from the spire he was perched on.
Having purged some of the bloodlust welling up inside him, Valagh managed to restore enough of his wits to steel himself against the chaotic energy, forcing himself to regain his composure. Uoe... he thought as he stared at the symbol he carved into the great stone fang. I must learn more about this Uoe...perhaps the library might contain the lore I require.
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Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2009 6:49 pm
As Valagh considered checking the library, Reivan was already tearing through whatever tomes and books he could find with any information about this being. he had been warned by his god to be wary of the chaotic goddess. quite often Reivan received a blast or burn from a ward placed on the more powerful tomes but his desperation and hunger for information forced the damage t the back of his mind to be worried about later. Between page flips, Reivan spun his ring briskly in thought.
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Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2009 7:44 pm
*Rayn waited patiently in the barracks leaning up against a wall and counting bricks or tiny designs or whatever he could find that had a large enough number for him to count as he waited to see what kind of trouble he would be in next. He stopped counting for a moment and looked down at his hands...then using his hands to comb his hair out of his eyes he continued counting...*
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Posted: Sun Apr 05, 2009 12:04 am
Brizssysn looked up to see if any thing was happening. she did not really feel like talking to any one, unless they talked to her first, so she returned to her book. she was in a School of magic, and she had Several magic books with her. she wanted to try to memmorize them, which is what she was going for. so she kept on reading. a mage was only as good as the amount of spells she or he could use after all. so she wanted to try to learn every spell known to any race. maybe even some long forgotten by a living race. she wanted to be a great mage, but you could clearly see she was very young. she appeared to be 14-15 by human years. so it ust be weird for some one of her age to be reading such a large book, but it was easy for her. she enjoyed reading queit a bit.
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Posted: Wed Apr 08, 2009 8:16 pm
Reivan closed a tome he had been searching through as a group of students walked in chatting amongst themselves. The assassin scowled slightly then pushed past them on his way back into the main hall, taking the tome with him. As he left the library, tome in hand, Reivan noticed a rather eye catching drowess sitting nearby reading. Remembering the customs of the lolthites, Reivan averted his gaze and sat down in the shadows opposite of her, opened the book and started reading, a wisp of purple faerie fire floating over his shoulder.
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