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Feonir
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 Posted: Thu, Jul 14 2011, 13:51 PM |
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Joined: 14 Dec 2004
Location: Lookin at folks like a son-of-a-bitch.
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Thrown haphazardly up during the nights, one single copy per city, those cities being Shadowscape/Cordor/Kohlingen/Winya/Wharftown/Wiltun, the original being put up in Kampo's storehouse. If they are removed/tampered with/defaced they are not tended to, replaced or otherwise kept up.
Hello sweetheart,
I am prepared to make you an offer.
Because there is much fear of the book falling in the wrong hands, and I view the 'wrong hands' as my competition, one of my offers is the following:
The heads of the following cultists:
-Seaamros Silverkin.
-Skull Lady, the only Orcus worshipper's priestess.
-Lilith.
The heads of the following Velsharoon worshippers:
Valkin.
Mathan, the Necromaster.
Vox
The heads of the other that would use the book for harm:
Draco Bloodcloak
You see, with these people out of the way, the book would not be used for evil....and the priests of their kind are included, therefore they would not be able to find anyone to provide them a true resurrection.
But what about me, you say?
I would take a pact to simply read it, nothing more. No experiments listed on the pages, no dark rituals opening portals to Yog-Sathoth's realm...I need that book in my hands, like an obsession.
This is the first offer I have for you. The book is a priceless artifact, even if it is dangerous. I can care for it properly.
-Cecilia
Tacked below the original is a newer note.
P.S. In the future dont try to seduce me "dear". I learned that lesson with the last Alufiend who took a fancy. -Feonir.
_________________  "I'm going to spend all my money on ale and whores." "Okay roll for whores." "That's 1d4 whores right?"
Last edited by Feonir on Thu, Jul 14 2011, 21:51 PM, edited 2 times in total.
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P Three
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Posted: Thu, Jul 14 2011, 14:27 PM |
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Joined: 18 Dec 2008
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Reading the note tacked in Wiltun, a dark-garbed Drowess shakes her head and visibly facepalms, before heading to Tarkuul to pen a note, and speak to the city, as she tends to do, trusting no one else.
_________________ 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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Chrissyangel
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Posted: Thu, Jul 14 2011, 14:39 PM |
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Joined: 19 May 2010
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*the note is taken down in cordor*
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AlannaMolov
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Posted: Thu, Jul 14 2011, 14:47 PM |
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Joined: 08 Sep 2005
Location: 'illadelph
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Alanna reads the note in Wharftown and runs a hand back through her hair, her face pensive and drawn.
"... that is not something I want to deal with again. It just keeps coming, doesn't it?"
_________________ Alanna of Wharftown, Captain of the Hands of Ieriyn"A soft woman
is simply a wolf
caught in meditation."
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Dieu_Le_Fera
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Posted: Thu, Jul 14 2011, 14:56 PM |
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Joined: 29 Jun 2009
Location: Philadelphia
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*the note in Winya is taken down and a note sits where it was*
"Leave your deals with tieflings outside our fair city... you know better Feonir."
Thysaeryl
Councilor of Winya
_________________  "It is by the holy beans of Java that thoughts acquire speed, the hands acquire shakes, the shakes become a warning, it is by Java alone that I set my mind in motion."
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AlannaMolov
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Posted: Thu, Jul 14 2011, 15:05 PM |
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Joined: 08 Sep 2005
Location: 'illadelph
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The note in Wharftown is removed, stuck into the pocket of an albino woman with a scowl.
_________________ Alanna of Wharftown, Captain of the Hands of Ieriyn"A soft woman
is simply a wolf
caught in meditation."
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Gunz
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Posted: Thu, Jul 14 2011, 15:44 PM |
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Joined: 01 Jul 2006
Location: The City of Fallen Angels, Ca
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A certain Hin catches one of the notes and reads it. She leaves it where it is and simply leaves, never showing any indication as to how she feels about it.
_________________
My Characters:
Yuilith Kethil Menaiivan Garadeth
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Fierene Havenstar
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Posted: Thu, Jul 14 2011, 17:08 PM |
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Joined: 03 Nov 2008
Location: Hopping around the space time continum
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In Shadowscape, a black glove trimmed in gold straightens the note as it's read. Then with a quick yank the lithe female figure takes it down, folds it up and tucks it into a pouch. A portal wand is produced, a portal is opened and soon she and her winged companion fade from view.
_________________
Ari'aerath Dlues'athsha ~ Silver Singer with the Bow of the Sun
Clarette Feohn ~ Magic is Art.
Victoria Marrs ~ "I have an herb for that."
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Bella Rose
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Posted: Thu, Jul 14 2011, 18:24 PM |
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Joined: 16 Jun 2009
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Cecilia passed by one of the letters and began to read.
Her slender brows rose as she gave a nod, impressed.
She leaned forward, reading more eagerly, or perhaps a second time and then burst into laughter.
Turning away and leaving the note behind, she took her leave with a smirk.
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I am the new way to go, I am the way of the future.
Cecilia - Most evil 2011!
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ShortSlasher
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Posted: Thu, Jul 14 2011, 20:35 PM |
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Joined: 21 May 2007
Location: Western Mass
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On his trip to Wiltun, the greasy haired man in a overcoat spots this little note, taking an interest. After looking it over, he snags it up, and stuffs it in his pocket
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Chrissyangel
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Posted: Thu, Jul 14 2011, 21:45 PM |
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Joined: 19 May 2010
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*the original is taken from kampo's, those who were around would have seen a pixie fly up take a moment to read it then fly off with the note in tow towards winya*
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Feonir
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Posted: Thu, Jul 14 2011, 21:49 PM |
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Player
Joined: 14 Dec 2004
Location: Lookin at folks like a son-of-a-bitch.
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Dieu_Le_Fera wrote: *the note in Winya is taken down and a note sits where it was*
"Leave your deals with tieflings outside our fair city... you know better Feonir."
Thysaeryl
Councilor of Winya Feonir is his passing through where he left the note in Winya walks past glancing the note, as he reads the words he is so dumbstruck by the words themselves he literally skips a step as his legs go out from under him and falls on his ass, clawing his way back up to a stand he sits there for a good hour or so, re-reading the note several times, doing the catlike thing and even turning upside down to read it once just in case. Muttering to himself. "This, shes kidding right? This is wild elf humor yes? It has to be, nobody on the gods green could be this thick and in a place of political power. Ahah, well played good elfess, you almost had me going for a second. Its about time one elf had a decent sense of humor around here just didnt figure it to be skimpy the wonder sorceress." _________________ "I'm going to spend all my money on ale and whores." "Okay roll for whores." "That's 1d4 whores right?"
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