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 Posted: Thu Dec 15, 2005 6:39 pm
The Royal Chapel The Royal Chapel is a haunting room that stretches up to the heights of three stories with an open gallery surrounding it. At the topmost level of this complex there is a slender stair way that leads to the highest point in the castle, The Tower Room. The stair that leads to the Tower Room is hidden behind a great Tapestry depicting an great battle of old.
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2005 6:20 pm
((I'll take first post here))
Tren watched her looking down on the chaple muttering something about being gone. He had his hands behind his head and was watching her from behind.
"you know what I don't get... I'm assumeing your out to kill your father right?... what I don't get is why... I mean your just going to be saying something morbid like 'my life would be safer if I didn't know' but seriously if I'm going to be spending most of my time with you I figure I should know at least why"
He said moving up next to her and looking at her face
"Your kinda cute you know..."
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2005 6:32 pm
(wow you are just begging for Issildia to kill him lol)
"Alright then" said Issildia turning from him, her voice now sharp and slightly tinged with anger.
"I am an assassin of another realm, and I have been sent here upon hearing word of my father's appearance. And now I am here to deal with him...to repay him for what he has done...is that enough of an explanation for you..." she demanded, though she appeared slightly dismayed at what she had said.
"I have enemies that would think nothing of killing you or any other mortal like yourself, they have no conscience...and they harbor no regret for their actions."
"And if you don't believe me then so be it, for it would be far better if you did doubt my words."
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2005 6:38 pm
Tren stared at her for several long moments watching her shout at him. His listend intently as she told him her reason for being here. Finally after a minint of silence he asked rather sheepishly
".... are you mad at me? cuz of that cute comment? becouse I think your kinda mad at me"
He said bashfully while scratching the back of his head smieling again
"I mean you really are cute and kinda hot, when angry anyway, and your most definatly turing out to be more intrested than those white collers back there."
(( xp can't kill me without alerting your father blaugh ))
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2005 6:45 pm
(((No I just can't kill you until Sat. when we get to start killing things lol)))
Issildia shook her head dismayed at Tren, then her icy composure returned, "Do you want me to kill you Mortal?" she asked bluntly. Suddenly with a flick of her wrist there was a knife much like the one she had threatened him with earlier, in the palm of her hand.
"Because I would me more than happy to oblige."
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2005 6:51 pm
"Oh please I know of girls who blush when someone compliments them. I don't know why your being so stabby about it" Tren said rolling his eyes. "I mean seriously you can't kill me at least not yet, cuz if your an assain like you say then your going to need to remain incognito and killing me would alert your loving father of our little relationship and then he might ground you for several years" Tren said shrugging "Sides I think you do like me... why else would you be trying so hard not to put me in danger?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2005 7:01 pm
Issildia's eyes flared, even so with a second flick of her wrist the dagger disappeared once again,.
"I am trying to keep you out of this because I know what it is like to be brought into a quarrel not of your making. I have seen what my father is capable of... he killed my mother and destroyed the kingdom that I fought for, I have lost everything because of him and because of what I was brought into...none of it was my doing and yet I was the one paid the price" Issildia then paused regaining her composure, "You who barely knows me, does not deserve such a fate."
Issildia then turned towards the stairwell that led to the lower regions of the Chapel, "Please do not follow me." she said as she turned to decend the stair well that led to the 2nd level of the Chapel.
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2005 7:05 pm
"See now it's my turn to teach you something" Tren said following her "I'm going to show you what it's like to be a good person. I have a feeling you know you just either don't want to admit it or forgot." Tren added moving up beside her "Why else would you try so very hard not to involve me? I don't think your nearly as hearless as you put out to be... and hey who know mabey after this we can be friends? I mean I'd gladly risk life and limb to help a friend" Tren smiled at her as he walked with her. "So where to now?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2005 7:22 pm
Issildia barely glanced at him as he came to walk alongside her. He was more stubborn than she had anticipated. But if he wanted to aid her then so be it. He would have to keep up, but Issildia was not doubting his ability to do so. She had not managed to evade him as of yet. Of course she could use some of her more powerful abilities but not without alerting her father to her position. So she would be forced to keep to nothing more than the skills she had acquired from so many years of training.
It was then that the faint auras of her father and the other familiar one became strongest. Issildia moved forward around the breadth of the open gallery until she stopped and kneeled, pressing her index and middle finger to the ground. "They stood here..." she mused to herself as she drew back. It was apparent now that her father was no longer near. Perhaps he would show himself yet.
"Come, I'm sure there are those that are expecting your presence upstairs in ballroom. Your parents will not be pleased if you do not show your face." Issildia said as she glanced at the spot she had examined. It did not bode well that her father had not shown himself yet, she would have to be watching her back at all times.
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2005 7:28 pm
"I did show my face though... I even put a giant crack in the wall as well... If that doesn't count I think I just might run away..." Tren said scratching the back of his head "So from what I can tell of your morbidness your pops pretty strong right? So can you, with out getting all meladramitc about it, tell me about what were up agenst?" He asked "and on that note what you can do?" He looked at her serously waiting for a responce
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2005 7:38 pm
"We are up aganist one of the most powerful of my kind. My father Reinsen Nevar, he is the conqueror of a distant Kingdom that you need not know the name of, and he is the leader of my former clan. To say the least he is quite powerful. I am also beginning to suspect that a necromancer from my world is here with him. " Issildia paused for a moment, "But as to what I can do...well... I suppose one time won't give away my location..." she said darkly.
Issildia then set her hand on Tren's shoulder, then suddenly the shadows within the room lurched forward and surrounded them, engulfing them. Then as suddenly as it had come the shadows departed leaving silence and empty air in their wake.
Issildia and Tren reappeared in a similar fashion at the bottom most level of the Chapel, "Compared to my more...potent abilities...that was nothing more that a party trick..." said Issildia darkly, "Shall we go again or would you prefer the stairs?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2005 7:44 pm
Tren was shaken at the sudden transport, he stood there for a few moments catching his breath before looking back at Issildia. "Whoa that was... diffrent... I think I could manage but... it's up to you... I personally would enjoy the pleasure of your touch once again..." He said grinning at her and heading towards the stairs "And don't worry I've been working on my powers so I have a few halfway decient tricks up my sleve"
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2005 7:54 pm
"Oh really" said Issildia skeptically. "a human with powers, that would be most interesting...impossible but interesting"
Then she to strode towards the stairs, she was already pushing her luck in doing that little demonstration, she would not risk being discovered a second time.
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2005 7:57 pm
"Don't call me human... I'm not, I'm a mutant..." Tren said walking up the stairs "Someone whos genes have geneticly alterd and changed. It allows people to have powers like flight, super strength, and enegry beams and the like..." Tren sighed as he made his way to the thrid floor "Were not so simple as you might think we are..."
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2005 8:04 pm
"I see" said Issildia, "Well then if you have powers then what are they?"
she asked, still skeptical, in thinking that humans in any shape or form were still powerless.
"I have told you something of what I am capable of, now it is your turn..."
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