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AlphaWaves
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 Posted: Tue, Oct 19 2010, 5:42 AM |
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Joined: 16 Jun 2006
Location: I'm pretty lost but I don't wanna be found.
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Resident Magical Magi Commissions granted for research on the big pointies that have appeared around the island. Give'us your knowledge, and we'll give you some gold! ~MJH _________________ "The householder's disdain for the vagabond hides a hint of jealousy."
~ A hin proverb
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Athyonn Ursidae
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Posted: Tue, Oct 19 2010, 16:23 PM |
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Location: UK
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Because she is -always- poking her nose into places where she should not be Belladonna canot help but notice this map. Her right eyebrow raises as a new train of thought hurtles off in her mind and she absently reaches down into her bag and produces a dried piece of fish which she tosses to Sasha who sits quietly in the corner waiting for her.
'Interesting'
She says over her shoulder to the sleek black panther and then having used up her pretense of actually looking for Jo she departs to make a few investigations of her own.
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DustSpray101
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Posted: Tue, Oct 19 2010, 16:45 PM |
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Location: Night Vale
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Nina spots this and leaves a note.
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GothicSauce
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Posted: Tue, Oct 19 2010, 18:23 PM |
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*Egan walks in to speak to Cindle and notes the map*
Oye, center o that looks like it be near Dico's crystal up above the Gravesyard. Or mayhap out in them Blood Orcs area...hmmm mebe even the wine place?
*wonders back out to the cook pot...it's where he does his best thinking*
_________________ How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single
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GothicSauce
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Posted: Tue, Oct 19 2010, 19:30 PM |
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*a note is tacked to the bottom of the main poster*
I have found a few folsk willing to pay top coin for our produce! Ifn ya kin contact me, I kin make the arrangements.
Needed stuffs be, Barley or Flour and Fine Herbs. Both are being sold to respectable folks with designs on making fine quality cakes, breads and alchemical compounds.
_________________ How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single
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DustSpray101
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Posted: Tue, Oct 19 2010, 19:33 PM |
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Joined: 27 Jun 2008
Location: Night Vale
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Seeking two items:
-A large length of rope
-A shovel
Please leave word below if you possess such items and are willing to sell them.
Seeking a Research Partner:
-A Scholary mage or Paladin on good standing with the Dale willing to work with me to uncover the meaning behind the obelisks popping up all over the island.
All inquiries to the position can be left for me at the Hin Inn.
*signed*
~Toby Highthistle
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GothicSauce
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Posted: Wed, Oct 20 2010, 15:25 PM |
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Oye..jus so's ya know...that elf Queeri'lan were stirrin up trouble outside the gates. Claimin som folk what were standin by the carts were nasty folk. They may 'ave been, bu I were there fer a good bit...doin me chores in the orchard, and never seen em do nuttin what warented the display them elves gived.
They come in bristlin wit more sparkles an powers runnin an Mystra herself would. They were sparkin fer a fight. They cast there big ol spectral hand on the lass and threatend her. When I asked em ter take it outa the dale...tha Sun elf, who thinks he shoots sunshine an daisy from his arse,...ignored me. His sunny good deeds be jus a bit o tyranny cloaked in garland and frippery.
So...jus thought ya should know...from my height they all smelled like arse...ceptin tha Sharasen lady..she were perty on the eyes and were supporten the dale.
_________________ How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single
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GothicSauce
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Posted: Thu, Oct 21 2010, 23:05 PM |
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_________________ How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single
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Athyonn Ursidae
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Posted: Sat, Oct 23 2010, 19:22 PM |
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Joined: 19 Oct 2008
Location: UK
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It had been a relatively peaceful day in the forest. Bella had largely kept to herself and looked out over the peaceful trees whilst trying to shut out the noise of the arguments that tended to swirl around the area at this time of day. On this occasion it seemed to be Winyan elves and dragon kin of some kind. But she was not overly worried unless it should come to violence. But thankfully it did not, at least not this time.
She had spotted Egan in the distance after having spoke in whispers with Serena for a time from her concealed hiding spot and had decided to try and have some fun with him.
Using her preternatural stealth and soft footfalls that would put many a mouse to shame she had stalked around the trees to be down wind from Egan, he always carried a subtle aroma of the sea about him, at least he seemed to. Forever carrying it around him like a mantel.
She had been within inches of him when a voice called to Serena in the distance. One that Bella did not recognise herself, but one that Egan obviously did as he had whipped around and had caught a sound of Bellas colourful curse as it echoed amongst the breeze.
Quickly she fell back amongst the trees to place herself back near Serena as if nothing had ever happened and appeared to general sight again as she shifted her cloak back. As she had done so she took one look at the halfling woman next to Serena and who Egan had rushed towards. Then leaning in close to Serena had whispered.. 'Who’s the fop?' as she had nodded to the plumed hat and fair garb the woman wore. There had been no reply to that.
After whispers had been exchanged by the two parties Egan had offered to take Bella and Sasha back, although she did not feel so inclined herself she knew that Sasha adored the fresh catch of fish that Egan would often have laying around his hut and she had agreed to it.
That was until her ears had caught hold of something. Something that did not register at first. but when it did her heart turned cold and the air around her seemed to solidify some. She had made her excuses and ran, fast as she could, tearing through the forest.
Not knowing how long she ran for the forests gave way to the foothills of the mountains and she rambled her way up through them, countless times being ambushed but leaving a bloody trail in her wake, so hot was the fury that consumed her she did not feel the cold.
What was worse the fact she did not know why she was so angry. Not like she loved Egan, he was her friend after all. They had fought often as they had laughed, which was to say a lot. And their humour had always been mutually mocking, but never anything beyond that. He was a a friend, a good friend.
But now it felt like that was dead in her heart. For whatever reason it had stung her so deeply that she found herself at the height of the mountain and screaming her lungs out until it burned deep inside of her. Screamed until she collapsed to the ground as tears had frozen to her cheeks.
And rage... rage like she had never known before fuelled her vengeful steps to make her way down the mountain to the golem workshop she knew was there. The countless hundreds of machines that seemed to be without end. Sasha had growled a warning at her not to do this. but she did anyway, marching into the depths of that place and the only sounds to come back from that place for many hours are the screams of rage and the louder screeches of tortured metal being cleaved apart...
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dayfer
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Posted: Sun, Oct 24 2010, 15:34 PM |
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Joined: 17 Aug 2010
Location: England
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Name: Bido Bill
Skills: Bakery swinging a sword around
Branch: Regulars
Reasons for joining: you have realy cool armour and its a cool exscuse to kill stuff!
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AlphaWaves
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Posted: Mon, Oct 25 2010, 11:13 AM |
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Joined: 16 Jun 2006
Location: I'm pretty lost but I don't wanna be found.
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Johanna looks at the application shaking her head with a little grin. The application then gets covered in various doodles.
_________________ "The householder's disdain for the vagabond hides a hint of jealousy."
~ A hin proverb
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dayfer
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Posted: Mon, Oct 25 2010, 20:15 PM |
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Location: England
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Bido sees the doodles and chuckles adding a little sword at the corners
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DustSpray101
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Posted: Mon, Oct 25 2010, 20:55 PM |
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Joined: 27 Jun 2008
Location: Night Vale
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Jo,
Let's have a chit chat if your free soon!
~Nina
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msheeler
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Posted: Mon, Oct 25 2010, 22:52 PM |
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Joined: 17 Dec 2008
Location: eastern USA
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A letter sealed in a plain envelope is delivered to the Bendir Dale town hall. The letter is addressed to Mayor Johanna Hardingdale.
Mayor Hardingdale,
I am writing to inform you that I have personally asked Mr. Tuomas Valo of the Mystran Monolith visit Bendir Dale and to speak with you about a proposal I have for you and your fellow residents of Bendir Dale. I ask that you listen to what he has to offer and know that he comes on my personal behalf.
As always I wish you and the people of Bendir Dale well,
Samantha Lockeheart.
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AlphaWaves
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Posted: Tue, Oct 26 2010, 15:41 PM |
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Joined: 16 Jun 2006
Location: I'm pretty lost but I don't wanna be found.
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Once again many wagons are seen to be filled with boxes of various sizes, sacks, and blankets.
_________________ "The householder's disdain for the vagabond hides a hint of jealousy."
~ A hin proverb
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GothicSauce
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Posted: Tue, Oct 26 2010, 23:58 PM |
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*Having just moved for a temporary stay near the Three-Steps Academy, Egan is unaware of the situation developing in the Dale*
Edit: *Egan having chanced to meet Jo, Lyam, Nina, Pete and Briar as they planned, knows now.*
_________________ How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single
moment before starting to improve the world.
Last edited by GothicSauce on Wed, Oct 27 2010, 14:42 PM, edited 1 time in total.
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dayfer
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Posted: Wed, Oct 27 2010, 11:04 AM |
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Location: England
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Bido exitedly jumps into one of the wagons, stowing away to see where they'll go...
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DustSpray101
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Posted: Wed, Oct 27 2010, 18:21 PM |
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Joined: 27 Jun 2008
Location: Night Vale
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Toby figures he will stick around until the going gets too tough to handle.
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Nina can be seen summoning Tin Can to assist with any heavy lifting required.
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Athyonn Ursidae
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Posted: Thu, Oct 28 2010, 15:54 PM |
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Joined: 19 Oct 2008
Location: UK
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In the aftermath of her crazed trek to the mountains there was a part of Bella’s soul that felt lost to her. A void in the well of her soul of something that had not just been lost, but as though it had been torn from her. Within that realisation she had found her anger once again, deep seething anger the like of which she had not felt since her time recovering from the ordeals she had faced at the hands of the drow. Anger that she never thought to experience ever again.
As such she found herself slipping away from those of the Dale, she saw the carts being loaded and observed every now and then to see what was going on. But when the dark moods took her she would flee into the wilds, faithful Sasha ever near her side as the small halfling would throw herself from one reckless situation into the next. Her eyes wild when she was in the midst of the fray, the flash of her hand axes striking out and waist height of most creatures. There were no delusions of fighting fair anymore as she had come to realise there was no fairness in this life. Only the lingering ache of disappointment that cut deep into her heart.
She would stop only when her body was to weary to keep pushing on, or when her supplies ran out and she was forced back to civilisation to replenish them. When she slept it was under the peaceful eaves of the great Duir tree, having set up her camp there, the one place that she knew she could always retreat to and find safety. Unknowing to herself the soft whisper of the breeze through those lofty bows the only thing that was stilling her rage enough to keep serious harm from coming to her…
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Athyonn Ursidae
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Posted: Fri, Oct 29 2010, 20:07 PM |
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Joined: 19 Oct 2008
Location: UK
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To all those of the Dale,
Today I was forced into actions that weigh heavily on my mind that I will recount here and submit myself for judgement if its found necessary.
In leaving the gates of the Dale I chanced upon the hin Roppi in a heated discussion with three others near the carters. He was being loud and abusive and raving about evil everywhere with a particular venom towards a strange drow demon kin I have not seen the like of before. Also present was an elven mage who I get the impression was from Winya and another who with regrets I did not get much chance to register them.
It was with shock that I noted how the hin Roppi lashed out and attacked the drow who apparently has the free leave of Cordor *the writing is sketchy at this point as if she has trouble writing these words with the inate venom she feels herself towards their kind* In quick order Roppi slew the drow demon thing, the mage who attempted to restrain him with a Bigby spell and the other unfortunate who tried to intervene.
Myself I pulled back to call on Sasha as support as the guards seemed otherwise engaged and took Roppi down hard where he hovered near death for a time. He was restrained and revived and shortly there after released on his own recognisance.
I have no regret for my actions. This person who we are forced to call kinsman murdered three people just outside of our walls, in our lands. If the mayor feels the need to call me to account for my actions then I will make myself available to her.
Belladonna
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Dramatic_Prince
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Posted: Sat, Oct 30 2010, 12:34 PM |
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Drow demons prowling our lands? Most disturbing.
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Athyonn Ursidae
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Posted: Sat, Oct 30 2010, 14:44 PM |
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Joined: 19 Oct 2008
Location: UK
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Whereas her appearences in the Dale have been scarce of late the small halfling is seen more often that usual waiting to hear if there is any word perhaps. Or maybe just feeling the need to be around her own kind for the moment. It would be difficult to decide which was the case.
But Belladonna's gaze always ends up straying towards the entrance of the townhall as if she is just waiting.
_________________ Siggy by Maryn
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GothicSauce
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Posted: Sun, Oct 31 2010, 20:30 PM |
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Now that he has moved back to the Dale from his brief sojourn, Egan works to make sure the carts are supplied and the cart-men are well fed. He also works to make sure the Militia are also well fed and ready for whatever may come.
_________________ How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single
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Grymia
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Posted: Tue, Nov 02 2010, 8:05 AM |
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Joined: 14 Dec 2004
Location: Kohlingen, and a Basement in Canada
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Not far beyond the Bridge near the Riverbanks, some belongings and ripped clothing, including a holy symbol of Gond, and other effects can be found there.
Anyone checking them realizes they belong to Tuomas Valo, and amongst the more noteworthy items, is his spellbook in particular.
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Dramatic_Prince
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Posted: Tue, Nov 02 2010, 12:04 PM |
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*A green haired witch examines the scene, then picks up the belongings.*
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GothicSauce
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Posted: Tue, Nov 02 2010, 15:44 PM |
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//which bridge? Egan has a camp set up near the Mylock bridge and is often in the orchard picking apples on the other side. He might have heard/seen more.
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Grymia
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Posted: Tue, Nov 02 2010, 15:45 PM |
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Location: Kohlingen, and a Basement in Canada
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// The Bridge towards the Amian Forest on the Eastern side.
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DustSpray101
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Posted: Tue, Nov 02 2010, 16:23 PM |
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Location: Night Vale
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//That's not far from where Toby sets up his own camp which is just within the walls of the town. Between the table in the by the end of the wall and the mill and behind the general store. Give me a heads up if there would have been a rather large audible commotion.
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Grymia
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Posted: Tue, Nov 02 2010, 17:10 PM |
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Location: Kohlingen, and a Basement in Canada
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// It wouldn't have been audible. Would've been relatively quick, then whatever happened, Tuomas' stuff was left not far off with Tuomas or any responsible anywhere to be found.
Could one of the ones responsible (Ideally the leader) of this please contact GothicSauce or anyone else who'd be investigating via PMs for further signs and the like?
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Grymia
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Posted: Tue, Nov 02 2010, 19:16 PM |
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Joined: 14 Dec 2004
Location: Kohlingen, and a Basement in Canada
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((Sorry, I need to make a correction))
Initially, there would've been the sound of two reasonably potent sonic traps going off.
Then, there would have been one or two more sonic traps going off, followed by a very brief scuffle, then the scene as described.
Of note, the North end of that bridge has damage indicative of some sort of blast wave, but there is no scorching or burning that'd be suggestive of fire, acid or frost.
((Also of note, are any of the ones examining the scene skilled trackers?))
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GothicSauce
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Posted: Tue, Nov 02 2010, 20:20 PM |
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//The concusive force of a sonic blast that damaged the bridge would be clearly heard by the Orcharder..therefore anyone near there...and marginaly by the Militia folks training behind the Bendir Government building.
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DustSpray101
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Posted: Tue, Nov 02 2010, 20:56 PM |
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Location: Night Vale
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// so that's a no, the wall absorbed the sound and Toby slept soundly thru the night?
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GothicSauce
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Posted: Tue, Nov 02 2010, 21:51 PM |
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//after PM's with all parties...
Egan was sitting in the apple trees nearest the bend in the road close to the cartmen. He was half dozing in the dappled light filtering through the leaves...
Bang!....Bang!...Bang! Bang! Bang!
Egan, startled, falls to the ground, only his quickness saving his body from more than an injured bit of pride. He watches as the lil hin orcharder and the chicken farmer run for cover. He heads to the Bridge where the sounds came from.
As he nears the bridge, he catches site of a few dark clad tallers across the river. He sees what looked like a small half naked body tossed through a portal...followed closely by a black clad man in a dark skull helm. Egan runs for the gate on the bridge...only to find it jammed.
He recieved help from Toby...who had been near by. They forced the gate and found the remnants of the abduction. In a fruitless attempt to capture one of the assailents, they sprinted after the dwindaling shadows of the culprits. Finding nothing, they returned to the bridge...the remains gone. [[Dramatic_Prince/Priscia having taken them]]
Egan immediatly reports to the Militia and to Cindle. He would then go looking for Belladonna, the best tracker and huntress he knows.
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DustSpray101
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Posted: Tue, Nov 02 2010, 23:45 PM |
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Location: Night Vale
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"oi! What's all the.." *Toby blinked and donned his goggles as he looked about. He dashed out the gate and around the corner in time to see Egan a few steps ahead of him. Beyond him was small number of folks tossing a naked man thru a portal, leaving behind a pile of what had been on him.* "'ey! Stop ya dark clad pansies!" *He called after them in futility. It seemed they got what they had came for. He looked to Egan and both looked to the bridge. Channeling some of the tricks he had picked up during his time spent studying the Ghostwise, Toby worked furiously at pushing free one of the pins that seemed to be stopping the lowering of the bridge gate. Within a short span Egan and Toby had it down and were coming after.*
"Stop runnin ya coward! Saw us comin' and ran away eh!?" *He taunted after the last figure as it faded.*
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Grymia
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Posted: Wed, Nov 03 2010, 1:24 AM |
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Joined: 14 Dec 2004
Location: Kohlingen, and a Basement in Canada
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An addendum:
Whatever traps had caused the destruction, their shrapnel, and any un-triggered traps that might've been remained were also cleared.
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Athyonn Ursidae
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Posted: Wed, Nov 03 2010, 5:50 AM |
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Location: UK
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The sprightly little halfling had always said that she would be there when needed, even though her heart in these days was heavy her professionalism at her calling was far from diminished. Egan would have found himself with the halfing appearing a few from behind him, her voice strained as she would say 'I hear you are looking for me' and then follow him to see what the fuss was all about.
// Should be IG today, finally have a few days off.
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Posted: Wed, Nov 03 2010, 15:09 PM |
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*All the remains, neatly packed, are handed to Bella.*
//There's a time paradox on my side as Egan and Toby seem to have made it to the scene before Prescia.
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DustSpray101
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Posted: Wed, Nov 03 2010, 15:47 PM |
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Location: Night Vale
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((far as i was reading it seems they got there about the same time if not a little ahead and much to distracted with pursuit to have dealt with the articles left behind.
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Merrien
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Posted: Wed, Nov 03 2010, 16:25 PM |
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Location: Deep in the Heart of Texas
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Dear Jo,
Just so you know, when me and Egan were in the Dale last night, a ghostie was by the well-- there were some tallers and another hin I didn't know-- we killed that ghostie together, but just letting you know. A panther came through too after we'd killed it and attacked us, but we killed it too--
Meet with me or Egan for more details-- Mina helped us and some surly elf gal named Fox.
Love,
Briar
P.S. - leaving these snacks here-- me and Egan made cookies (don't worry, Egan mostly made them)-- for you and Lyam. Love ya, coz.
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Athyonn Ursidae
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Posted: Thu, Nov 04 2010, 20:58 PM |
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Location: UK
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Bella would have taken the items back to the Dale, haing carefully placed them all in a separate bag. Most of the items would seem to denote the owner was a spell caster and the brown trench coat nagged at the back of her memory somewhere. The addition of the blue shirt and pants along with it making her think she was missing something obvious.
But her blood runs cold when she finds a portal wand amongst the belongings and she knows then that whatever happened to this person it was not at their own behest.
After discarding the clothes to the side she looks through the collection of well used books. A couple of them having what appears to be a strange ‘TV’ symbol on them. Bella would retire to the Dale to consider all of this.
Then making sure that all the items are safely stowed away with her usual meticulous care she would return to the scene shortly afterwards to examine the ground in minute detail before to much damage is done to it.
Having spoken with Egan she is able to piece together most of the happenings but her mind is brought back to the poor unfortunates portal wand...
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Grymia
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Posted: Thu, Nov 04 2010, 21:01 PM |
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Location: Kohlingen, and a Basement in Canada
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There wouldn't be too much immediately around that ground, one set of Gnome-sized tracks from being dragged to where it was all found, one set of more human sized tracks doing the dragging. No tracks dragging seem to leave that area though.
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Athyonn Ursidae
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Posted: Thu, Nov 04 2010, 22:24 PM |
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Joined: 19 Oct 2008
Location: UK
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The items having nagged at something in her memory she seeks out the one person she can think of that has some connection to the Tower and sure enough she finds Cory loitering around the forest where he is able to identify the owner of the items as Tuomas Valo from the markings on the books.
The two of them set off to the Tower, travelling via Cordor and the monolith portal there and swiftly find themselves ambling through the Tower in search of Ulrik. But instead meet a man by the name of Parrish who informs them that indeed Tuomas had been abducted but had been rescued and left in the care of the Salandrans.
Muttering something about being a ranger and not a delivery girl, Bella portals them both back to the comfort of Amia forest and a headlong rush to the Salandran ferry. Eventually they find Tuomas in quiet repose in the recovery wing and Bella makes sure that all of his belongings are safely returned to him and enquires as to just what had occurred and who had taken him. The answers don’t make her happy at all and she asks but one thing in return for the days deed…
_________________ Siggy by Maryn
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Glim
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Posted: Fri, Nov 05 2010, 16:09 PM |
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Joined: 13 Jul 2010
Location: British Columbia
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He pulled his new overcoat, a deep sangria on the outside and black on the inside, over his midnight black tunic. Adjusting the royal blue sash at his waist a bit with the gold buckle that held it in place, he smiled at his own reflection in the window of the small room. Moving aside a stray strand of his raven hair, his smile quirked into his customary half-smile, half-smirk, finally satisfied with his impeccable grooming.
Keen blue eyes, seeming a shade of blue akin to ice in clarity as they swept across the room, took note of every detail to ensure that when he returned he would know if anything had been disturbed. With that final check out of the way, the young man strode confidently towards the door, stooping just slightly below his usual six foot height, to avoid bumping his head. Carefully locking the door behind him and slipping the key into a hidden fold in his jet black trousers, his knee high, swashbuckler-styled boots making faintly audible “clacks” on the wood floor as he strode towards the stairwell.
Already he could hear the noise from below, not the busiest night he’d seen in the Hinn Inn since he arrived a week ago, but it would do nicely. Rounding the corner at the bottom of the stairs, he nodded to the barkeep with a smile and strode directly across the room, minding not to run into or over anyone on his way.
Reaching his destination soon enough, he flipped the length of his overcoat out behind him as he sat on the simple but cushioned piano bench, rolling his shoulders a bit and wiggling his fingers. He waited patiently, measuring the ebb and flow of the tavern’s mood and listening for any lulls in conversation.
Finally the right time came and he didn’t waste a moment in hesitation, striking up a hearty, good natured tune on the piano. The young man didn’t even try to sing in with the first few tunes, letting himself simply provide the background music in the tavern, but as the night wore on he chimed in on a few of the more well known tunes, hoping it might prove infectious.
As the night wore on, he played a gamut of music, ranging from good hearted tunes of heart and home, to bawdy ditties more common in a wharf district. He never hesitated to take requests, apologizing profusely if he didn’t know the particular tune and only paused a few times through the evening to sip his way through a cold lager.
After mentioning to a few who seemed especially keen that he would love to play again the following night, he tossed a small money sack to the barkeep for the continued use of the room, making his way up the stairs in good spirits.
True to his word, he returns to the bench the following night…
//feel free to jump in if you'd like, wouldn't mind seeing if we can spark some forum RP from this
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GothicSauce
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Posted: Fri, Nov 05 2010, 19:39 PM |
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Joined: 15 Mar 2007
Location: [GMT-7]
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*The next night, Egan approaches the taller sitting at the piano.*
Oye...I heard ya last night. I camp out 'ahind the Inn. Yer perrty good there feller. I'd like er ifn ya could write a song fer me an me lady love.
*sets a bit of coin, a plate of food and a mug of Mead...his own cooking and brew...on the piano*
Think on it...an let me know ifn ya be fer hire like tha. Oh...manners...sorry fer it. I be Egan...Egan Winterthistle..and I be pleased ter meetcha!
_________________ How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single
moment before starting to improve the world.
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DustSpray101
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Posted: Fri, Nov 05 2010, 20:15 PM |
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Joined: 27 Jun 2008
Location: Night Vale
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Toby smirked, watching Egan and lighting up his pipe.
"Ya know, Mr. Egan, Bri'd likely want ya to do it yourself..." He took a long drag and grinned, giving him a hard time but obviously not the type to snitch. "Say, piano man, do ya happen to know the "Whistling Gypsy"?"
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Sven <=={o===========>
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DustSpray101
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Posted: Sat, Nov 06 2010, 5:03 AM |
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Joined: 27 Jun 2008
Location: Night Vale
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//figured we can all post on this post instead of cluttering the forum with letters to Jo. I'll go first. *written in her usual style* Quote: Jo,
Seems Roppi found himself a lady friend to terrorize the Dale lands with. She wears black and red and is also a Hin. Broke my heart to hear that. Anyways, enough of the business stuff. Guess what! I'm going to have twins! One boy, one girl! Are you up for being an adopted Aunt?
~Nina
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Eli Hodgewall <{/,~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~X
Sven <=={o===========>
Qeelak \ | / ,
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Glim
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Posted: Sat, Nov 06 2010, 15:09 PM |
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Joined: 13 Jul 2010
Location: British Columbia
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Taking up the mug of homebrew, the young man raises it to tap against whatever drink Egan might have in hand.
Vastiel Ostaur, well met indeed Egan, and my thanks. Taking a second to sip the beverage, he nods his approval at the fine mead.
I’ve never really written a song of my own before, mostly just play and join in a good tavern song, but I suppose I could give it a try.
After hearing Toby’s comment from across the room, a small half-smile, half-smirk crept onto Vastiel’s features. Your friend over there is right though, nodding over towards Toby, Your lass’d likely get more of a thrill from a song you wrote yourself. But I’ll leave the choice to you. I'd certainly be up for the challenge.
After a quick bite of the food Egan had set out in front of him, the blue-eyed boy turns to face Toby, nodding.
Of course I know Whistling Gypsy. That one’s one of my favorites! And without another second’s pause, he launches into the next song, singing along as he plays.
Gypsy rover, come over the hill, down through the valley so shady
He whistled and he sang til the green woods rang and he won the heart of a lady
Ah dee doo ah dee doo da day, ah dee doo ah dee day dee
He whistled and he sang til the green woods rang
And he won the heart of a lady
She left her fathers castle gate, she left her own fine lover
She left her servants and her state, to follow the gypsy rover
Ah dee doo ah dee doo da day, ah dee doo ah dee day dee
He whistled and he sang til the green woods rang
And he won the heart of a lady
Her father saddled up his fastest stead, roamed the valleys all over
Sought his daughter at great speed and the whistling gypsy rover
Ah dee doo ah dee doo da day, ah dee doo ah dee day dee
He whistled and he sang til the green woods rang
And he won the heart of a lady
He came at last to a mansion fine, down by the river Clady
And there was music and there was wine, for the gypsy and his lady
Ah dee doo ah dee doo da day, ah dee doo ah dee day dee
He whistled and he sang til the green woods rang
And he won the heart of a lady
He is no gypsy, my father, she said, but lord of these lands all over
And I will stay til my dying day, with my whistling gypsy rover
Ah dee doo ah dee doo da day, ah dee doo ah dee day dee
He whistled and he sang til the green woods rang
And he won the heart of a lady
As he finishes the song and lets the last note of the piano fade, he adds in, 's usually what happens when you make assumptions about someone.
Another quick sip of mead and he launches into his next song, with a mischievous smirk. With each round of "knocks" in the song, he stamps a free foot on the floor, hoping to get the whole tavern in on it before long.
I went into the chandler's shop some candles for to buy,
I looked around the chandler's shop but no one did I spy.
I was disappointed and some angry words I said,
Then I heard the sound of a (knock,knock,knock) up above my head,
Then I heard the sound of a (knock,knock,knock) up above my head.
Well I was slick and I was quick, and up the stairs I sped,
And much to my surprise I found the chandler's wife in bed;
And with her was another man of most gigantic size,
And they were having a (knock,knock,knock) right before my eyes,
And they were having a (knock,knock,knock) right before my eyes.
When the fun was over and done and the lady raised her head,
She was quite surprised to find me standing by the bed.
"If you will be discreet, my lad, if you would be so kind,
I'll let you come up for some (knock,knock,knock) whenever you feel inclined,
I'll let you come up for some (knock,knock,knock) whenever you feel inclined."
So, many a day and many a night when the chandler wasn't home,
To get myself some candles to the chandler's shop I'd roam.
But nary a one she gave to me, but gave to me instead,
A little bit more of the (knock,knock,knock) to light my way to bed,
A little bit more of the (knock,knock,knock) to light my way to bed.
So, all you married men take heed, if ever you come to town,
If you must leave your woman alone, be sure to tie her down.
Or, if you would be kind to her, just sit her on the floor,
Mind give her so much of that (knock,knock,knock) she doesn't need any more,
Mind give her so much of that (knock,knock,knock) she doesn't need any more.
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GothicSauce
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Posted: Sat, Nov 06 2010, 21:21 PM |
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Joined: 15 Mar 2007
Location: [GMT-7]
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*whenever Vastiel sets up to play, Egan sits near the piano with quill in hand...scribbling madly. The page more scratches then writing*
Oye..tis harder ter put yer heart in yer pen an it is ter cook er a good meal of vitals she likes...mayhap I should stick ter wha I know. Ya think Master Vasriel?
*looks about waiting to fling ink at Toby if he has any smart remarks*
_________________ How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single
moment before starting to improve the world.
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Glim
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Posted: Sun, Nov 07 2010, 4:04 AM |
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Joined: 13 Jul 2010
Location: British Columbia
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Giving a small chuckle after the latest tune, he claps Egan on the back.
I think that's an excellent idea. Throw in a romantic setting for the meal and a gift and you'll be laughing. Not too big of a gift mind, nothing too elaborate. Just something straight from here, pointing to the Hin's heart before taking another pull from his mug of mead.
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Athyonn Ursidae
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Posted: Sun, Nov 07 2010, 10:08 AM |
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Joined: 19 Oct 2008
Location: UK
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 The stars lay across the night sky like a blanket. A few wisps of cloud drift across the bright light of the moon that reflects pure rays of light over the leaf strewn ground around the Duir. Looking up at those stars is the small figure of a halfling, dressed in a simple cloth shift and leggings, laying back on a bed of straw and moss amidst the surroundings of her long held camp in this place.
Laying there next to her the sleek black shape of her ever faithful panther Sasha. The proud animals breathing is erratic and sometimes catches in her throat as she shifts in her uneasy slumber. She never knows of the tears that are in the halflings eyes as rests there next to the animal that had saved her life on more occasions than she could possibly come to count.
Her small hands burry themselves into the fine silken fur of Sasha’s short pelt, digging themselves in until she can feel the beating of her one true friends heart beneath her fingertips. As she looked up at the stars she knew that the day would come when that heart ceased to beat but it was not a thought that she would linger over for to long. A long time before she had ceased taking Sasha out on her patrols, leaving her instead amongst the peaceful quiet of the Duirs radiant glow, allowing her to spend what time the panther had in surroundings that allowed her to rest.
For a moment a thicker cloud obscures the moon and the light fades and Bella finds her thoughts turning dark to match the surroundings. Would this be what it was like, just eternal darkness that closed its hands around her heart and encased it in ice. But before long the cloud passes and the light shines down over the two again. The panthers head resting lightly against the halflings body.
Bella is lost in time as her eyes look over the panthers features. The short muzzle, leathery black nose, the faint mottling amongst her pelt and her catlike eyes, closed for the moment but she could see them so clearly in her minds eye.
Her heart aches with the pain of loss not yet realised and whilst she wishes so much that she could grant her companion a longer life she knows that in nature all things have a cycle that must be realised. But it did not cease the chill feeling she felt around her heart, constricting it to the point where it felt she would burst. It would be a long time before she found sleep this night…_________________ Siggy by Maryn
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