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alamut
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 Posted: Sat, May 28 2011, 14:42 PM |
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Joined: 07 Apr 2009
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Soundtrack: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GG7gAsV9kP4&feature=relatedThe darkness engulfed the lands of Benwick Hollow. The shadows were multiplied by the lamps and torches around the temple. The guards stayed alert at all the time looking at the shadow that now overwhelmed the sunlight. A night without moon and stars have annunciated the arrival of a newcomer with lighting bolts and a suddenly rain. The choppy sea brought a new boat to the Silent Bay. Still floating, but with a damaged prow, the boatman managed to bring them to the land, cursing the storm and the tempestuous sea. A dark figure wearing an obsidian helmet emerged from the cabin, followed by two other figures: a dark and spiked man with a woman in grey/white cloths. To those who where there or walking by, would have noticed the dark figure being conduced by them toward the temple. Lighting bolts teared the sky, producing a thunderous sound. But even the thunderclaps weren't enough to silent the deep and sinister breath the dark figure emitted time to time. Once approached the temple's door, the guard would have noticed them ((DMs, feel free to add any input if necessary)), however not opposing to their pass. If followed by a safest distance, someone would have noticed the two figures conducing him to the Shrine area and helping him to lay down on bed, however still wearing his helmet. The storm kept hitting the stonewall, like it was trying to reach inside the temple, carrying the darkness within it. The nurses ran to the windows, fighting against the wind that insisted to keep it opened. The inpatients started to moan doing the lighting bolt or even because of the thunderclaps. But in another corner a battle has started inside the Shrine, between his deep breath and the storm outside... The nurses started to noticed it was not a regular patient. And perhaps his presence there would affect the others. ... *Deep breath*
Last edited by alamut on Sun, Jun 05 2011, 16:16 PM, edited 1 time in total.
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TormakSaber
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Posted: Sat, May 28 2011, 23:53 PM |
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Joined: 16 Dec 2004
Location: Somewhere
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Any visitor affecting any patient in any way would either be quaratined if treatment is required or escorted off the premises if not. The Temple is not the place for horseplay and dramatics.
_________________
Davion Telemos - Monk of the Four Winds
Korthan Isharnos - Dragon Shaman of Thunder Spirit Zamasham
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B3awulF
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Posted: Sun, May 29 2011, 5:09 AM |
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Joined: 11 May 2009
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*A Hin with a naughty look in his face and green hair and clothes who was looking over a human named joe jumps scared as soon as he sees the dark patient, The Hin was there as ordered by the Mayor Lyle to make sure the human gets better after a having been there a whole day there and as human's condition its much better he pays a nurse with some golden coins, smoking flowers and a candy to move the human to another location further from the dark visitor.*
''As he pays the nurse he jumps a bit and steal a kiss from her on her chick with friendly smile''
Please nice lady keep that human away from that spooky patient, the humans name is Joe and mayor Lyle ordered me to make sure he was ok and now that he has recovered from almost drowning i will go back to the dale to take care of my crops and to gossip... ehh no.. to report ..yes to report to the mayor about the spooky man
Ohh im Ziggy by the way ... ill be back later to check if Joes is better and cured from being lazy ''winks to her as he leaves the temple, singing some sort of hin rasta song''
*later the nurse will find a note on joes back that reds: idiot to be delivered to the salandran temple, almost drowned in a small amount of water for being too lazy to get up*
*The nurse will notice that joe's face will have ladies make up on him and his hair will be dyed into pink and that there are flowers on each of Joes ears*
*also a small note will be found next to Joes pillow along with a bottle of a good quality dale's wine : Not a prank as i was ordered i was not allowed to have fun while i was taking care of you, just though you will look nicer and the ladies might like you better this way, hope you like it
Ziggy*
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alamut
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Posted: Sun, May 29 2011, 16:46 PM |
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Joined: 07 Apr 2009
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Laying in bed, the dark man with a deep breath and obsidian helmet slowly started to sleep. If he is waiting to be attended or has the need of medical attention, no one has been informed. He was left in there without any note about who he is or his situation. But an unconformable feeling would be sensed by the priest and priestess, perhaps not so unusual since they're used to attend those who are looking for help. But certainly that person emanates a great evil. ... * Deep breath* //If someone could RP that via forum or IG, feel free to write it down here or set up a day for IG session via PM. I'm looking for a Salandran priest/ess, but even if you're not, don't hesitate to post here 
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P Three
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Posted: Sun, May 29 2011, 17:09 PM |
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Joined: 18 Dec 2008
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Elrien, on one of her less-frequent-now stops in, sees the man. Skirting forward hesitantly, she checks to see if he's been cared for already, as he seems to be a bit out of place.
_________________ Bobo_Underhill wrote: Ley lines, y'all. Just let me go wrangle up my cowboy boots and lasso us up some magic.
Yee-haw! Aly'dra Zau'ana: Priestessish Of EilistraeeDanika Nefzen: Druid of the EarthmotherDelia Am'Anodel: Paladin of Torm
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alamut
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Posted: Sat, Jun 04 2011, 17:57 PM |
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Joined: 07 Apr 2009
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Soundtrack: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VSx8rwgjnyo&feature=relatedIt seems the dark figure only receives basic care, with nurses bringing him water and ration. However, no one has touched him so far or even dared to remove his helmet against his will. His deep breath reduced significantly after two days in bed. To those who were watching his behavior, would have noticed that sometimes he can be seeing walking toward the windows at night, watching the sky the the darkness within. But at the day three he finally removes the helmet. Sitting on bed, the dark figure slowly removes it, revealing a face with a deep half-moon-like scar around his left eye. Also, at his forehead, there is another scar probably related to something, but barely recognized doing his skin condition. It seems he was involved in some kind of accident or perhaps a fight that resulted in fire or acid injuries. ... "Deep breath". And so he remains there. Facing his palms half-burned, he seems to be prostrated. If someone look for the belongs, the hilt of a sword would be noticed half-covered inside a bag next to him. It has a few details such as a head of a gargoyle-like with two green gems in the place of the eyes. He slowly touches his face with the right hand, feeling the scars. From a short distance, a slightest whisper could be listened after a deep breath, ... ... Who am I ?
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alamut
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Posted: Sat, Jun 04 2011, 19:22 PM |
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Joined: 07 Apr 2009
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//I'm on atm if someone would like to RP about it.
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P Three
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Posted: Sat, Jun 04 2011, 20:30 PM |
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Joined: 18 Dec 2008
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The silverkin, having taken notice of him and decided that the temple might need help, does occasionally come through. She doesn't interfere, and doesn't set about treating him unless she's asked. However, she watches, and listens. Sitting on a bed nearby, hopefully left alone, as she's visibly not causing trouble, nor would she ever, really, she simply speaks quietly.
"You'd be surprised how many of us ask that..."
Her voice is soft, and musical, though the air of wariness remains.
_________________ Bobo_Underhill wrote: Ley lines, y'all. Just let me go wrangle up my cowboy boots and lasso us up some magic.
Yee-haw! Aly'dra Zau'ana: Priestessish Of EilistraeeDanika Nefzen: Druid of the EarthmotherDelia Am'Anodel: Paladin of Torm
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alamut
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Posted: Sun, Jun 05 2011, 15:36 PM |
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Joined: 07 Apr 2009
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He raises his head toward the voice, focusing on her face. He studies her a moment, trying to capture any expression of fear or repulsion because of his appearance. Noticing her singularity, he says: You're... what are you ? You look different... but also familiar. And this place... what is it ? A few hours ago a person called Aidan told me it's a temple of something. I can't recall... *sighs*... and I feel like I was left in here, but no one dare to... approach me. Why ? He touches the unrecognized brand on his forehead and scrolls his fingers down to his lips while looking to her feet. Then suddenly raises to her eyes. Do you think I'm so... disgusting ?
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