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Evermore Your Angel Captain
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 Posted: Wed Dec 24, 2008 1:08 pm
Children are warned to never enter this forest. The people of Dublin feel very uneasy about it and just don't go here. Which perfectly suits any one who lives here.
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Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 7:59 pm
Wolfsong Howls as he plays the flute "Oh Mother Earth and Father Son..." "Let this be thy destiny of Native American Ancestory!" he than began a ritual
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Posted: Tue Mar 23, 2010 12:24 pm
The sound of a deep mellow voice touched Wolfsong's ears. For at the base of a tree to the side of the wolfling, sat Robert Blair. A Druid who had been within the boundaries of the woods for several hundred years now, and also a member of the house of Iris. He sat there, back against the base of the tree with Bones, the black snake which was his companion coiled around his arm and up his shoulder. He had a smile to his lips as he spoke. "Ah, but isn't it a bit peculiar to be asking of such things of 'Native American Ancestry' when you are not in the America's nor are there any spiritual guides within the land from such a cause?" The Druid inquired with a chuckle. He had been out and about, casually gathering ingredients for one of his rituals when he had stopped for a break and decided to rest. Having taken the opportunity to state the curiousness of the situation in hand, he then casually stood, and taking his satchel with him, he promptly left the shaman to his ritual.
[Exit to The Grove]
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Posted: Sat Mar 27, 2010 1:16 pm
Wolfsong hered the druid and pateintly stopped his ritual "Druid of many forms, Clan of my brethren" Wolfsong Spoke. "i am traveling to such a place. To my people at The canyons and rivers and desert of Arizona." Wolfsong smiled with such patence and wisdom in his eyes.
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Your Missing Period Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Mar 27, 2010 1:27 pm
The orange haired child looked up from the edge of the forest. She had already walked far off, and now there was music coming from the forest. Music was good. She picked the last dandelion and walked into the forest, staring at the big trees, making her way across the leafy ground. "Flower." She stated, moving to the purple colored plant and breaking it from the ground. She followed the music curiously, her feet bare. "Ow." She had stepped on a rock.
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Posted: Mon Mar 29, 2010 9:13 pm
Fear me, love me, do as I say.......Clara found herself sitting on a rock near a tiny spring in the middle of a small grove of trees. She thought back on the events of her day. Her parents had probably already found out. Clara slid the cloak from off of her shoulders, revealing the white sundress underneath. The heat of the sun and the shade from the trees combined to make it just too hot to wear the cloak and just warm enough not to wear it. Clara laid down by the spring and trailed her fingers in it.
The vision overtook her.
A beautiful dark haired woman. Lonelieness, distress, sadness. Whispered song, hymn of calling.
Children. Following.
Earth, shovel, strain, regret, loss, despair, fresh grass, rot.
Hallowed place of death. Young death, early death.
No peace.
Clara gasped and coughed as she came out of her vision like a drown victim. She rolled away from the spring and retched dryly until blessed unconciousness overtook her spent body. And I will be your slave........
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Evermore Your Angel Captain
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Posted: Mon Mar 29, 2010 11:21 pm
Robert wandered once again through the woods. Though this time he was not searching so much as before, but rather going to locations he already knew about. He was checking snares he had set up to collect any small animals that had been caught. personally he was looking forwards to a rabbit if he had gotten one. It was one of his more favored dishes. Rabbit stew was a long time specialty.
So far however all he had been able to obtain was a mouse which he had just let go of. He sighed as he checked the last snare he had set that day. Empty as well. Oh well, it would seem he would have to go to town to buy some meat after all.
As he was going to head towards his home to get his coat and wallet, he paused as he caught glimpse of a young girl laid sprawled out upon the floor. He sighed and shook his head. The girl was uncontentious, but from the way she was positioned it would seem that she was not having a good time of things before she had gotten there. Robert reached down to check her pulse. She was indeed alive, though it would seem she had a shallow pulse, though he wasn't sure if that was due to anything recent of a preexisting condition. She did however have the distinct smell of the arcane around her. So she was a caster of some sorts. He sighed once again. It would seem most of his interaction now a days was with those of arcane nature. He was growing a little weary of it all. It was as if there had been a influx in the amount of casters around of late.
But that was of little matter, for the moment, he reached into his sporran and pulled forth a small bit of what seemed to be past made from charcoal and some sort of sap. It was held in a small clear container. He reached his thumb down into the container and then applied the paste to the girls forehead in a particular pattern of Drudaic runes. He then set his finger right above it and after a chant of the the same tongue, he removed his finger, picked the girl up and carried her over to the base of a tree where he laid her down. Better there then close to the stream where she might slip in and drown. The spell of right he had chanted would allow her to regain continuousness much sooner than normal, opening her up somewhat to the pulse of the living world around her, letting it help her some. Without bothering to wait for her to awaken however he headed back to his home to collect his things and head to town to buy some meat for dinner
[exit to Dublin Shopping]
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 7:39 am
Amanda stopped, the music no longer echoing as she stood there confused. Well, which way was back home? She spun around slowly before the sound of crunching leaves hit her ears. Someone else in the forest? Amanda saw a glimpse of what appeared to be fur before diving into the bushes and holding her breath. That must be the big bad wolf. She thought, following him. Where was he going? She followed as quietly as humanly possible, hiding in the bushes or behind trees until, Aah! The big bad wolf is going to eat the lady! She needed a better view of this. She circled to another tree and had enough time to see him cork a bottle back up and walk away.
The girl sat there for a few more minutes before deeming it safe and walking out. Big eyes blinked before she cupped some water in her hands and dumped it on the forehead, wiping whatever that nasty wolf put on her head. "Lady if you don't go away the wolf will come back!" She said, trying to lift her. "Y-You're...heavy." She only manage to drag her an inch or two before sitting down and panting.
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Your Missing Period Vice Captain
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Evermore Your Angel Captain
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 8:19 am
Fear me, love me, do as I say.......Clara sighed into conciousness and then gasped. Her hand shot up and pressed against her forehead. Her body had been opened up to the forces of nature and it was quite a shock for her. Her senses felt raw and her ears were ringing with the sounds all around her. She had been by the stream, had the girl beside her dragged her away from it.
"I'm all wet." She said, rubbing at the remainder of the runes that marked her forehead and once again closing her body to nature's power. She felt a headache stirring. And I will be your slave........
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 8:35 am
"The big bad wolf!" Amanda exclaimed. "He was really big and he saw you and he probably put some sort of spices on your head. So I grabbed water from over there and rinsed it off!" She said. "And he might be coming back with more big bad wolves to eat you! He ate the three little pigs and little red riding hood!" The girl exclaimed looking absolutely terrified, twigs and leaves and dirt adorning her body.
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Your Missing Period Vice Captain
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Evermore Your Angel Captain
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 11:00 am
Fear me, love me, do as I say.......Clara reached out and dusted dirt and twigs off of the panicking child.
"Well, the big bad wolf is no match for me." She thought of a couple of fairy tales, "I'm a good fairy who can banish the big bad wolf. And, because you wiped off the spices, I can grant you a wish." Clara was starting to feel slight effects of her anemia. "What would you like? Candy, flowers, a new coat?" And I will be your slave........
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 3:09 pm
A magic fairy that granted wishes? Wait. "I thought genies in lamps did that?" She thought a moment, not taking note of the pale color of Clara's face. "What do I wish for?" She wanted a dog, and candy, lots of candy. But only one wish, that candy was sounding really good. "I wish...I wish..." Dog? Candy? A new cow! No, no cow. Cow's were smelly. A puppy maybe! "I wish for a--are you okay?"
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Your Missing Period Vice Captain
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Evermore Your Angel Captain
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 4:04 pm
Fear me, love me, do as I say......."I'll be completely fine once you make your wish. Wishes give me power and strength." Clara reassured the girl. She should spend more time with children, she loved how gullible they are. And so easy to please. And I will be your slave........
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 4:44 pm
Wolfsong went to his wolf form and wanderd along the forest and found Amanda "exuse me..." he turned into werewolf shaman again "I sense...your name is Amanda...And you...Clara....Am i correct?" He looked peacefully and wisely at them "I dont mean any harm."
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Your Missing Period Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 5:41 pm
The girl froze completely, red eyes resembling the size of dinner plates as she stared. Big...bad...wolf... Her eyes watered and she started to bawl. "I don't wanna be eaten! I didn't do anything! I wish not to be eaten! I wanna go home!" She wailed out, falling onto her butt, cries loud and echoing about.
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