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 Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 2:50 pm
The Spectre's fealty felt like a thin rush, the buzz of a first sip of coffee after waking, and the mortal hairs left on the arms and legs of Nergals form raised on end. The mouth faded and reappeared next to Nergal's ear, and something like the feel of a hand on his shoulder.
"Blessings on thee, Lord. What I learn will be what you learn."
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 3:48 pm
 "Thank you," the Nergal murmured quietly, a faint smile on his lips, and reached up to his shoulder to have his fingers brush against.. not quite nothing. A little like his wings.
He sighed and looked around for a place to settle down on in the dim evening light. The climb up had already been quite perilous, but any attempt to make his way back down in the growing darkness would be suicidal.
Absently he let his fingers slide over the intricately carved shaft of the scepter. Climbing down with this wouldn't be easy either, it started to dawn on him. But he would have plenty of time to figure out something until dawn broke, as well as to meditate on his next steps to take..
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