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Wandered rolled 1 100-sided dice:
64
Total: 64 (1-100)
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 Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 12:21 pm
The Sacred Temple of Nine Dragons The sacred temple is a large open shrine that leads into a deeper section inside, composed of two floors. The first floor is composed entirely of simple wooden engravings along the pillars and walls, the enter area depicts a large wooden carving of what would most likely be the Imperial Majesty of Conquest, sitting nobly on a throne. There are several Clans members kneeling in front of it in reverence. The second floor is composed of an "archives" area, though the scrolls are off limits.
Standing close to the shrine that he had stumbled upon, his little journal was out again, sketching furiously as his eyebrows folded, his concentration laid thick as every pleat and cut of the building befuddled him with their complexity. He kind of hoped all he was drawing down would be interesting when he went home to show his allies who didn't make it to the exchange, he wasn't any kind of artistic god, but . . .he tried.
Hearing the whisper before him, it was like a mental block kept the unfortune information out, sort of a repetetive "nopenopenopenopenope" going through his mind, pushing it away.. Feeling that the information was personal, he moved closer to the entrance of the shrine, and away from whatever he had eased his way in to. He did not want to get in to anything that he didn't think he could help just yet, they had a full week to go here, it would find it's way to him in the end, he was certain.
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Appeal rolled 1 100-sided dice:
40
Total: 40 (1-100)
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 5:34 pm
Lucien was easily distracted and so with all the wondrous things that were all over the place here on the Conquest Island, it was needless to say that he killed a lot of time just looking. The prime example of this was displayed currently, the air spirit smiling foolishly when he caught sight of the most unusual thing: scrolls rolled up on the walls! Whoa! How neat! Lucien was excited and he looked around carefully before he thought he'd be clever and take a closer look. He'd been stopped though, rather unexpectedly, by one of the clan members. He hadn't made a noise yet somehow they had noticed him! How scary!
There was a drawn out sigh. "Why noooooooooooooot?"
It surely echoed. What was that thing about being quiet?
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 8:16 am
Oh, did it echo, the sound cutting through the concrete silence like a warm knife through butter, and immediately perked the interest of the kitking, his attention broken from the drawing he was working on, his head craning around as he looked for the origins.
"Whom could be making such noise at this time of day?" He mumbled out, almost in a sing-song fashion as he rounded the stairs; his padded feet missing the sure-fire clicking of heels he was so used to - having accepted the little slippers that were supposed to be used in buildings like this. . . it seemed so . . . awkward.
Seeing the spirit before him, a wild grin broke his face, parting it with white teeth. "Luuu~cien, how is it we seem to be finding ourselves in the oddest places!" He sang out to the Sylph, before turning to what he saw "And what a sight, look at all these scrolls."
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 10:26 am
Lucien was giving what was some amazing pout to the clan member, his whole body swinging back and forth in a rather winded manner. He didn't understand and it was totally unfair! Why were they for displace here if he couldn't take a closer look? He promised not to break them, although maybe that's something Lucien shouldn't promise. He tried and pleaded with the clan member, even to the extend of offering the clan member shoes. Shoes were the answer right? That was when he heard his name sung.
Luuu~~
Was it followed by a ~~ccccy? His hopes of seeing Israfel had been rised until the end of it had caught his attention. It wasn't Israfel but it was a good friend!
"Jaaaaaaaaaack," he cried out with a pout. "Don't look too close, they don't like it! They won't let me look at them closer, what is the point of that? They're on the wall, if they didn't want people to look at them then they shouldn't have them on the wall!" Lucien logic very well may have made a valid point for once.
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2012 11:49 am
He couldn't help it, the sad pout that Lucien awarded him was just the saddest, sweetest thing ever, and he couldn't say anything against it, his eyebrows shooting up and then curling in, giving him the best I-am-sorry face that he could muster, before stuffing his hands his his pockets and walking over to beside the Sylph, looking up to the scrolls.
"I bet they're not even good to read, or just a jumble of jibberish." He murmured to his friend, looking at the sheer amount of paper that lined the wall infront of them, his tail swaying behind him softly."Just maybe all about air currents or "how did we wear our hair today." and when they ask they're like Oh, it says right here that last week we had quiche for dinner." He continued to ramble, giving his friend a smile as he attempted to amuse Lucien, feeling kind of bad that his poor friend was being told no.
"Wouldn't be very interesting."
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2012 5:03 pm
Jack's presence alone was soothing to the air spirit because despite any illogical or strange things that were happening to him here, it was just nice to know there was a good friend just around the corner. His face lightened a bit at each attempt Jack made to convince Lucien that the scrolls really wouldn't be a very interesting read, suggesting that Lucien believed Jack's theories. That was until Lucien's face fell again. Air currents? He wanted to read about air currents!
"But Jack, air currents are interesting! This is so disheartening, why would they do this to me?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 15, 2013 6:36 pm
Giving the silly ghost a look, he wasn't entirely sure how he felt about the fact that he had actually been told that air currents was an interesting kind of thing. It never really seemed that interesting to him - sure it told him how he was going to travel that day - best to do things upwind when you could - it kept you safe, especially when you were travelling with a clowder of cat shadows that could entice another demon or monster to get at you when you least expected it.
Regardless.
Giving him a soft shrug, he could only go with what he figured was the easiest answer on the wind spirit. "I think it's because they think it's very important, and we're just . . . visitors." He offered up, shrugging again right after saying it, tail flicking behind him. "Years and years of work, I suppose." He mused again, tapping his chin lightly, before
"I'm surprised I was even allowed in the room, considering I'm a cat, and we are known to shed. Sometimes I don't even feel like I should be breathing. . . " He answered truthfully, but you could tell that he was trying to be light hearted of the situation. He was sure Lucien could find . . . air current charts wherever they went. It was just kind of there.
Air, that is.
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