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 Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 8:26 pm
The poor journal.
It is obvious it has seen better days.
The leather binding is all cut up with deep inscissions.
The whole bottom of the cover is saturated with blood.
The dark red liquid gathers and drips, one by one,
to the surface only to pool and taunt anyone who passes by to clean it up.
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 8:34 pm
When you come upon the scene, it is a weak and dying Herald that you find, unable even to stand. A few scattered feathers on the ground are the only remnants of the wings it once possessed. It has come to this place to die...or be saved? That, of course, is up to you.
You are alone when you find the angel. The Heralds have long gone unsaved, and though it appears to you, it does not hold much hope of living on. Near to where the two of you meet rests a grey stone slab that the angel seems desperate to reach. With your help, the Herald climbs upon it, needing something from you to save its life. What will you choose to give it? And what significance does that item hold for you? Is it a family heirloom? Something you happened to have on hand? Something you'd purchased earlier that day? A lucky charm?
You may have noticed that many details have been left off. This is because we want you to have plenty of freedom to develop the scene yourself. Consider time of day, weather, season, etc. when you post.
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Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 12:27 am
Steep hill. Steep hill, the better to get a vantage on the surrounding terrain; but if Ambrus's maps were updated correctly, it had an overlook on the expansive grounds of the target's house.
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