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Naivatkal
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Posted: Sat, Oct 23 2010, 0:49 AM |
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Joined: 26 May 2010
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Overnight several fliers and messages are posted at the described locations, seeking the consul of the one named Arzira.
-To Arzira of the Thayvian Enclave-
I shall keep this short. I was interested in your posted messages regarding the chance to learn more of the Fire Lord, Kossuth. Unfortunately I was unable to attend the meeting you had mentioned. I know little at present and would greatly enjoy expanding my knowledge about the Primordial, as well as anything else you wish to share.
If you could please contact me via Speedy's or a note left here, I would very much like to arrange a meeting so that we can speak.
-Korvin-
// I am on 9p-11p EST (GMT-0500) Sun-Fri usually. Wasn't able to get on the night of the big group meeting, so hoping we can do this instead.
_________________ Whomst've'll'd'mn't I play: Salema Nefahri :: A penny for your thots Zrae'a'stra'fryn :: That which nightmares are made of Khasir :: From the East a storm is coming
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ValkinMulgin
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Posted: Sat, Oct 23 2010, 1:32 AM |
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Joined: 18 Apr 2009 Location: Australia
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*A dark robed figure notices this an simply nods as he passes by*
_________________ If i am not about when you are, but you would like to RP with Valkin, chose a time in red (GMT+8) / add character name PM me ICLY/OCC  : http://teamup.com/ks662ccbfedda01eb0/
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Snape75
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Posted: Sun, Oct 24 2010, 1:00 AM |
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Joined: 30 May 2008
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*Arzira takes a flier from a near by notice board and reads it carefully. After portalling to the lecture hall in the Enclave, she hastily pens in a reply:*
Korvin,
I would love to arrange a meeting with you. I am eager to find as many possible among those who venerage our great Fire Lord. I will seek you out.
-Yours in flame, Arzira Phetoril, Khazark
/// I'll try to be on when you're on then. : )
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Naivatkal
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Posted: Sun, Oct 24 2010, 15:00 PM |
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Joined: 26 May 2010
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Having received his reply, Korvin goes around collecting each of the posters. He gathers them all up safely outside of any city, whispers a few words, and the small pile of pages ignites for several seconds before the fire dies out.
_________________ Whomst've'll'd'mn't I play: Salema Nefahri :: A penny for your thots Zrae'a'stra'fryn :: That which nightmares are made of Khasir :: From the East a storm is coming
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