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| Resa (00:56) | Resa blinked, rubbing her eyes but finding it hard to see. A rag or some tattered cloth had been cast over her eyes, her hands binded with what felt to be rope. She snickered, unsure of where she was or what was around her but heard the mumbling of men, in a language she wasn't sure she understood.
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| Resa (00:57) | Resa Around her arm someone had her gripped, their hand so tight wrapped about her arm it hurt, causing it to almost pulse. Soon she heard a loud cry of "Stop, Ebland straight ahead! from someone far off it seemed, in the distance. A few things clattered around and soon she found herself hoisted up, lifted in the air and then on the ground, being nudged to walk but the hand that still had a hold of her before still had her gripped tightly. Making sure she did as she was told.
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| Kailadan (01:03) | it was a new day, and thus, it wasn't a surprise that Kailadan was in a new location. At least his wanderlust isn't as bad as Aliur, Adriana, or Kokkol's. Unlike most days, Kail was carrying his weapons in plain sight, though sheathed upon his belt. His shield, as it always is, remained fastended securely upon his back in such a way that it would be ready to go in a moment's noticed. As for just where the young sword Knight was, today the place seems to be Eblan, though it's doubtful he has
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| Kailadan (01:03) | Kailadan: (cont) though it's doubtful he has any idea why.
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| Resa (01:09) | Resa walked for quite a while it seemed, the sandals her small elven feet were in now barely held together, part of the left one even missing as her bare foot dragged on the ground, the person who had a hold of her almost dragging her halfway through it all. "What is going on.." she kept playing in her head over and over, unable to see making it worse but she could hear. The things she could hear she didn't like. The comments the men made. The snickering and laughing, if there ever
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| Resa (01:09) | Resa (c) was a situation to make a female uncomfortable this was it.
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| Kailadan (01:14) | Once the young man finished up with checking out the various shops, Kailadan began making his way down the foyer. Heading for the main gate of Eblan with both hands in his pockets, it wasn't long until a group of people came into his sight. Stopping dead in his tracks with an eyebrow raised, he quickly shifts to the side, to lean himself against a wall in the hopes of getting a better view as the group drew near.
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| Resa (01:17) | Resa muttered, felling a hand from someone she thought in the group that held her smacking her on her backside, her hair on her arms standing straight up, her ears even as well stood up. Normally the small elf was calm but how the hell could she be n the situation she was in? Saizo was gone, he was dead. She was now taken by who knows who and she had no idea what they were gonna do with her but by the snide comments, she had her ideas. "Leave me alone."" she demanded, only then real
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| Resa (01:18) | Resa (c) realizing how stupid it was as the person dragging her tightened his grip on her arm, making sure it hurt.
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| Kailadan (01:25) | Hmm... Just a bunch of strangers, really, though they seem to have a prisoner... Kailadan's raised eyebrow is joined by it's twin as the bound figure got closer. It was her...and her guardian was gone. Looks like Kail predicted this event a little too well, and he wasn't even trying. Knowing that his next few actions were going to be absurdly foolish, the young Sword Knight pops off the clasp upon his right sword, just in case it's needed, as he pushes from the wall and steps right into the
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| Kailadan (01:25) | Kailadan: (cont) path of the men. "Excuse me, gentlemen, do you have a moment?"
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| Resa (01:29) | Resa stopped moving as the person dragging her along held her still, the voice ringing through the air sounding awful familiar. She listened closer, trying to move towards it more but found it hard with the more pulling this person had on her arm. "o away squirt, we don't have time for games with young ones." a large man holding two axes in the front of the group called out, the men in the back grinning and laughing a bit as well as they looked at the foolish sword knight.
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| Kailadan (01:32) | Squirt, eh? "I'll take that as a no. No matter. I simply must insist on knowing why you all have that young lady captive. Give me that information, and I'll gladly step aside and let you all pass without a fight." Kailadan's sapphire eyes remained locked upon the man with the two axes, though his mind was going over each individual carefully, searching for something.
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| Ilfirin (01:36) | Ilfirin: He hadn't been to Eblan in a long time, and he doubted a bunch of sword-waving ninjas knew anything about ancient spirits, but what could it hurt? At least, that's what Ilfirin thought until he ran into a bunch of ninjas holding someone captive, and a swordsman attempting to stop them just inside of the gate. He reached for his rod, nodded to the two-foot Cactus at his side, and stepped forward. "Excuse me, is something the matter here?" He looked between the swordsman and the ninjas, his mind ra
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| Ilfirin (01:36) | Ilfirin: his mind racing for a plan if things got ugly.
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| Resa (01:36) | The men muttered a bit, an even larger man stepping in front. His face was hidden with some sort of mask, his body covered entirely in black."She is of no concern to you. If you was smart boy, you would move aside and let us pass, without any trouble." the man said in a calm tone, almost to calm. It was a bit disturbing. Resa shook a bit, trying to pull away from the person who had her in his grip. "Let me go.." she muttered, though her words soon muffled when a hand suddenly we
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| Resa (01:37) | Resa (c) went over her face to quieten her.
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| Kailadan (01:42) | Crap, somebody else is getting involved. The plan forming in Kailadan's mind will have to be put on hold for the moment. "If I'm smart, eh? You all took her away from her guardian. I don't think I'm the one lacking in the intelligence department here." Oh, yeah, real bright. Taunt the powerful kidnappers. That's gonna work out in your favor, Kail. Blue eyes shift from person to person, until they fall back behind the group, to try and get a glimpse of the newcomer.
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| Ilfirin (01:46) | Ilfirin looked at the swordsman, and then back at the group. He then turned back to the swordsman, "How is it going? It's been a little while. Is the rest of the old gang here with you? And who are these folks?"
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| Resa (01:51) | The hand over Resa's mouth tightened, feeling someone else taking a hold of her other arm. "I'll take her now" the man dressed entirely in black said while walking over to her, something about his voice causing Resa to shiver, almost dreading anything around this man. He just sounded malicious. The person who had a hold of her nodded, stepping back and giving her to him. Little did Resa know, she was now in the hands of one of the worst hunters ever. This man had been hunting her for qu
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| Resa (01:51) | (c) quite some time now, looking for the music box. "Your mine now..." he whispered in her ear before dragging her along back to his spot in the group. Resa winced, shaking her head as tears fell, soaking into the tattered rag on her face.
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| Kailadan (01:58) | Just as an eyebrow began to raise up at the words of the newest addition to the little party, it quickly lowered as Kailadan offered up a small nod. "They're still browsing the armor selection inside. I was going to get some fresh air outside." Blue eyes shifting to the large man now holding Resa, a wicked grin slowly spread across his features. "I'll make a deal with you. The two of us should duel, without anybody else involved. If I win, you hand custody of that woman to me, but I s
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| Kailadan (01:59) | Kailadan: (cont) "but I stay within the walls of Eblan. If you win, I'll make sure nobody else gets in your path. Deal?" What's he plotting?
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| Ilfirin (02:00) | The Cactus at Ilfirin's side began to dance a bit in a non-threatening way. He moved off to the side towards the swordsman, so that they were at 45 degree angles to the ninjas. "Really? Too bad there's nothing here for me. I just came this way looking for some knowledge. You'd be surprised the kinds of things that ninjas find out. What exactly is all this about?"
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| Resa (02:05) | The large man shook his head, nuzzling his masked face again Resa as she trembled and muttered, trying to push away from him. "It wont happen that way young one. I have searched long and hard for this elven peach, shes going nowhere nor am I to waist my time on someone as low as you. Now be gone." he called out, his men soon moving forward and forcibly moving the sword knight out of the way, tossing him across the ground with a loud thud. Resa tried to pull away but this man was even wors
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| Resa (02:05) | Resa (c) worse than the last one, his grip burned her arm, so tight.
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| Kailadan (02:17) | Damn! These guys are going to be more trouble than expected. With a thud as Kailadan hit the ground upon being brushed aside, the sound was quickly followed up with a low growl. "So...that's how it's going to be..." Throwing up his arms, the young Sword Knight reaches a sitting position, watching the men with narrowed eyes. Deliberately taking his time, Kail began to get back on his feet, watching for any sudden, hostile movements against his person.
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| Ilfirin (02:17) | "Thank you my friend, but I'm in need of someone a little...bigger!" Ilfirin yells as Cactaur races away. All of the sudden, the ground beneath the ninjas rumbles, then splits as Golem bursts up from the ground beneath them, throwing them around and swinging at the nearest ninja. "GO!" Ilfirin screams at the swordsman and Golem at the same time.
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| Resa (02:24) | Resa heard the men laugh and snort around her, some cheering a bit. Her ears perked up suddenly as she heard a familiar voice again, unsure of where or who it was but it sounded so familiar. With a bit of a jerk, the masked ninja tugged her along into the gate, his group behind watching the two other men and keeping still.
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| Resa (02:24) | "Saizo..}C|}w Resa said softly, her thoughts lost and her heart seem to be deteriorating, she was at a loss. "Hes dead" the man holding her said quite proudly, though he nor Resa knew how wrong that information was. Resa felt herself sense, the rag on her eyes getting soaked even more with her tears, her body weak and trembling.
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| Kailadan (02:34) | The situation looks awfully bleak, from Kailadan's point of view. It's several powerful men versus himself, the summoner, and his summons. Not that any of that matters to Kail, though. Pulling his shield around to his front with his left hand, his right places itself firmly upon the hilt of one of his swords without drawing it just yet. Moving with a brisk stride, the young Sword Knight yet again moves to position himself in between the armed men and the rest of the keep. He'd better have s
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| Kailadan (02:35) | Kailadan: (cont) He'd better have something up his sleeve.
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| Resa (02:38) | The masked man turned with Resa at his side gripped tightly, small whimpers of pain slipping from her lips as he held to tightly again, watching the scene unfold down by the gate. His men just simply stood there, almost as if tempting the foolish men. Waiting. It was a game of cat and mouse it seemed. Who would chase who? The man in the mask seemed set on waiting around to find out, the same grin on his face as he tugged her harder to him, making sure she couldnt leave. At all!
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| Ilfirin (02:42) | "Look, I don't know exactly what's going on here, but I think you should let that young lady go. If she has something of your, I'm sure we can negotiate it's return. But kidnapping is just gonna cause you more problems. So why don't you let her go, and we can all talk this over peacefully, ok?" With that, Ilfirin turned to the swordsman. "What do you think?"
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| Kailadan (02:50) | Cat and mouse indeed. However, their's a catch. None of the present parties are the mouse, in Kailadan's game, though he is the cat. As the young Sword Knight began to chant softly under his breath, his very shadow began to stir, as if it were alive. Rising up, it began to take a shape of it's own...forming into a fairly demonic looking thing, with one eye in the very center of it. It was an elemental. Shade, to be exact. Just as the final words to Kail's spell were spoken, the elemental sh
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| Kailadan (02:50) | Kailadan: (cont) the elemental shot forward, followed immediately by the Sword Knight himself. Sword now drawn as the effects of the Invis spell come over him, he aims himself at the closest person in the opposing group, hoping to introduce the ninja to his shield and keep on going. With any luck, Shade would have been enough of a distraction to allow just that.
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| Resa (02:55) | The men cackled at the sword knights poor attempts, weapons drawn as they started to move forward before a sudden *snap* echoed throughout. "Enough, we have waisted enough time." the man in the mask holding on to Resa called out, turning and moving on forward before looking over his shoulder and adding. "Dont come back looking for trouble fools. Lets go men!" he shouted, and with that they began their journey far into Eblan, moving slow, as if tempting the fools to follow.
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| Ilfirin (03:05) | Ilfirin stared after the ninjas as they started to leave, and slowly followed them at a distance, just close enough to see where they went. He kept his hand on his rod, and golem stayed in front of him and off to the side. He glanced back at the swordsman, and hissed towards him out of the side of his mouth, "Now what?"
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| Resa (03:08) | The masked man fled away deep into Eblan with his group behind him, Resa in his arms against her will and screaming and kicking the entire way. Not making it easy by any means as her tears stayed tear filled the entire time, yearning for the one person who they had taken away from her. She would get her revenge. It would come.
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| Ashuelot (23:10) | Ashuelot: Ashuelot walked through the forest mindlessly. It has been 2 weeks since "the incident". What began as a search for answers has turned into a lesson of futility.
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| Ashuelot (23:16) | "What happend to my parents," Ashuelot thought as he stumbled on, unaware of his surroundings. "What happend to me?" In fact, years of his life were missing to him. In his mind, he was only 13 just two weeks ago. And he needed answers.
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| Ashuelot (23:32) | Ashuelot passed through the gates and past the guards without sparing a second glance. Just another city, more dead ends. How can he find answers, when he didn't know where to begin? The endless searching was depressing him. If only he could recognize something, talk to someone.
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| Ashuelot (23:37) | Walking through town, Ashuelot picked his head up long enough to see a few men hanging around. Its time to find out where he was "Excuse me?" he asked to no on in particular. "You're excused," shouted the Knight to the left of him.
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| Ashuelot (23:39) | Ashuelot hurriedly put his head back down and shuffled away. He hated being mocked. He hated it more that he was beginning to expect it.
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| Ashuelot (23:46) | Eventually, Ashuelot found himself standing in front of a dirty sign in front that declared it the Drunken Dragon Inn. He hated the places, but doesn't every start in a bar? Anyway, he was beginning to think that a few strong drinks may help him sort things out.
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| Skylaa (23:51) | Skylaa entered the gates of Coneria, heading towards the blacksmith. The claws on her hands were wrapped tightly around her axe she held securely, tapping against the handle idly as she moved along. The usual bear skin dress was draped about her body, a pair of moccasins of the same material adoring her feet. She walked quietly, like that of a cat as she opened the door of the Blacksmith's, entering and glancing around as her cat-like ears stood up, listening and her eyes taking in all in h
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| Skylaa (23:51) | Skylaa (c) her sight before moving to the table of the dirty man behind the table pounding on a weapon.
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| Ashuelot (23:56) | Sitting down in a booth, Ashuelot gingerly sipped his ale and gagged. Why did people drink this junk? "Ok, time to get my thoughts straight," he thought, pushing the ale to the other side of the table. "Two weeks ago, I woke up, and found I had lost 5 years of my life," He paused to hold back tears before he let his thought complete.
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| Skylaa (23:59) | Skylaa lifted up her axe, heavy to most and even to the strongest men but nothing more than light as a feather to her and tossed it on the table. "Be back for that soon." she said to the old man, him remembering her as he nodded. She scratched her cat-like ear for a moment before heading out the door, her dagger still at her side and chain in case the need arise as she headed to the tavern, to get something to wash down her throat. Something to pass the time basically as small purr like
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| Wed May 2 |
| Ashuelot (00:00) | "My parents are gone, my home is gone. But the worst part is my dreams. I've killed people. Lots of people. It happened for real. I KNOW IT" Ashuelot quickly blushed and ducked his head as he realized he had shouted that out loud.
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| Skylaa (00:00) | Skylaa (c) sounds slipped through her lips as she finally reached the tavern and stepped inside, the door swinging shut loudly behind her.
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| Skylaa (00:05) | Upon entering the tavern, all eyes turned to her as the door slammed loud. She shrugged a bit, not looking any of them in the eye as she passed by a few tables near the door, a few men snickering and talking about what they all usually said. Her resemblance to a cat. Her ears, her stripes. It was nothing new for Skylaa to hear and frankly it was a bit annoying after a while. Walking across the tavern floor seemed to be a bit of trouble, her small feet keep getting tangled up in things and
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| Skylaa (00:05) | Skylaa (c) almost falling before finally just jumping here and there around it, almost pouncing it would seem to onlookers. "Whiskey." is all she said as she approached the bar, settling down at a stool as the bartender left to get her order.
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| Ashuelot (00:09) | Ashuelot: Momentarilly stunned, Ashuelot stared at the cat-like woman from his booth, mouth gaping open. That was something he had definately not seen before. In fact, he was a little bit frightened, and totally lost his train of thought.
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| Skylaa (00:14) | She tapped her long claws on the bar top, the bartender handing her her whiskey as she nodded, lifting up the small mug and downing it, pushing the now empty glass to him. He blinked a bit and looked at her. Normlly women didn't drink that way, but Skylaa was no ordinary woman. "Thanks." she muttered to him in some form of language as she turned around on her chair and glanced around the room, shooting a few men dirty looks who kept staring at her. Her focus turned to some stranger, his
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| Skylaa (00:14) | Skylaa (c) mismatched clothes causing her to snicker a bit, his expressions almost one of a lost animal so to speak, unsure of where he was. Deer in the healig look!
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| Ilfirin (00:16) | Ilfirin walked dejectedly into the tavern, his head hung, his eyes staring off into space. He was obviously completely lost in thought. He walked to a table, sat down, completely oblivious to anything around him, and yelled for a bottle of anything strong.
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| Ashuelot (00:25) | Ashuelot realized he was rudely staring and quickly shut his mouth and quickly looked away. that was 3 times in the last half hour he embarrassed himself, and sent him into a deeper slump. "Idiot!" he thought to himself. "Now she's going to be angry."
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| Vaste (00:28) | Vaste: Vaste padded into the cafe, seeking another batch of Ruga's cherry cheesecakes.
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| Skylaa (00:28) | Skylaa chuckled a bit, slightly amused with the man as she stood up and headed over to his table, scooping up a chair beside him and sitting, her eyes watching him as she sat quietly. She was not one to start a conversation, let alone talk to anyone but her she was, curious about this stranger. Her claws rested on the table, idling clawing as normally, waiting. Her stripes along her body visible more on her arms as she leaned against the table, resting.
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| Vaste (00:33) | Vaste: Vaste fruitlessly peers through the boarded up windows of the House of Love, wondering what possessed the Queen to board the place up.
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| Ashuelot (00:33) | Ashuelot's breath caught in his throat as he realized the cat lady had just sat down at his table. All flustered, he tried to avert his eyes to avoid the appearance of staring. He mostly accomplished that by trying to look everywhere else at once. "I... I'm sorry" he stuttered pitifully.
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| Skylaa (00:37) | She nodded to him, her claws stopping the tapping as she stood up and looked towards the door. In the distance she heard the blacksmith lay her finished axe on his table, done. Her ears were that good. "Weapon is done. Shall return." is all Skylaa said before leaving the tavern and heading back to the Blacksmith, entering the establishment and collecting her weapon, tossing the old man a few coins as she took her time but slowly made her way back towards the tavern, walking down Royal W
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| Oboureon (00:38) | Making his way passed a few people about the light bustle of the Town Square, Oboureon strolled his way towards Crystal. As he approached the junction, he noticed that the local pub located in Coneria active with life - a common sight during nights. How much information, both informative and useless, might float around within the confines of the bar itself. He pulled his cloak's red hood over his head, to mask the tattoo that trailed the left side of his face...
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| Oboureon (00:38) | ...His upper face, partially masked by shadow. His long red trench rippled fluently as he turned onto the mainstreet of the tavern itself, making his way up towards the steps of the bar. Before Oboureon entered, he noticed the green script on the sign before him and a picture of what seemed to be cartoonish interpretation of a intoxicated wyrm posted upon the doorpost.
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| Ilfirin (00:41) | Ilfirin continued to sit at the table drinking, even after seeing a cat woman exit the tavern. He'd seen wierder, and been through too much lately to care. About halfway through the bottle, he realized maybe he should slow down. He took a swig, then stumbled over to a table where there was only a lone man sitting down. He sat in an open chair, and handed the bottle to the stranger. "Hold this for me for a bit, please?"
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| Ashuelot (00:42) | Ashuelot couldn't stop staring as the cat lady walked away. "What in the world was that?" He thought to himself. He had to admit though, she wasn't as scary as he had first thougt. Tough, definately. But in a way, endearing. Maybe it was because she was the first person to say two words to him, as meaningless as they were, without mocking him or dismissing him immediately.
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| Vaste (00:46) | Vaste: Vaste ducked into the Drunken Dragon, blatantly watching the local guard tromp past the windows without looking in. Passing a hand across his brow, he strode over to the bar and asked for a plate of blueberry cheesecake. He noticed a pair of magey types, one looked quite plastered the other quite sober and somber.
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| Ashuelot (00:46) | As entranced as he was by the cat lady, Ashuelot didn't notice the man who spoke to him until he had a bottle shoved in his face. He blinked twice and gently grabbed the bottle "S..sure" he stuttered.
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| Skylaa (00:46) | Reaching the corner, Skylaa turned and entered the tavern once again. At her side was her large axe, most men scooting back from her as she entered this time. The woman was no pushover. She wasn't one to be trifled with. If only half knew what she had been through in her life, they might just completely ignore her. Turning her glance back to the table she was at before. Someone else was seated there but she shrugged and paid it no mind, heading over and finding another chair and scooping it
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| Skylaa (00:46) | Skylaa (c) up near the men and sitting, her axe now resting in her lap as she watched them, remaining quiet.
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| Oboureon (00:47) | Enter Oboureon into the pub - the silver chain that dangled towards his kneecaps shimmered silently as it glinted soflty at the dim lighting of the room. His boots thumped upon the wooden flooring as he slowly into the tavern with the double doors shut soundly behind of him. Glancing around with his green eyes from under his hood, he strolled down the isle to make his way towards the main counter, where the barkeep was serving the common locals.
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| Vaste (00:48) | Vaste: Vaste looked at the large axe the cat lady was carrying, and idly sized her up. Muttering to himself, he continued eating his cheesecake.
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| Skylaa (00:49) | Skylaa titled her head to the side, something shiny catching her attention, her eyes lighting up a bit. As most cats, shiny things amuse them and she was no exception. She sit, watching. Her head turned the other way as her ears picked up something in the form of a mutter from some stranger shoving cheesecake in his mouth.
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| Ilfirin (00:49) | "Thank you, good sir, for though I am drunk, I know I am too drunk to drink more drink and so I shall let you hold onto my bottle for me...would you please pour me a shot? By the way, my name is Ilfirin, my little pal here is Cactaur, and I am a summoner and he is my summon, and my best friend." Ilfirin quickly poured the words out like they were overflowing from his mouth, as he nodded at the small cactus that was now sitting on his knee.
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| Vaste (00:50) | Vaste: Vaste shoved over at the sight of yet another wizardy looking person, and asked for another plate of cheesecake and a glass of something to drink.
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| Ashuelot (00:52) | Ashuelot nodded distractedly at the summoner, for the cat lady just walked back in. He forced himself to pay attention to his newest visitor "H..hi. I'm Ashuelot. Ash for short. D d...do you need something?"
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| Skylaa (00:53) | Skylaa listened to the men next to her exchange words, taking in the man's name.."Ashuelot.." she thought to herself, why does that name sound familiar.
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| Oboureon (00:55) | Trillingly did Oboureon notice many strange and interesting wonders as he made his way towards the bar. Behold: A woman with qualities and features much feline, a man who seemed to hold the bloodline of the Summoner's pact..and now...this man with the obvious speech impediment... "..." Oboureon looked from under his red hood towards the man who seemed to be speaking to him. Almost eerishly silent, Oboureon took a seat directly at the bar.
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| Ilfirin (00:56) | Ilfirin: "I...I...yes, I think. Gimme a minute ...damn... I don't know. How are you ths wonderful...I think it's night...
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| Vaste (00:57) | Vaste: Vaste rolled Ashuelot's name around in his mind, hoping to find something to keep the guards off his tail long enough for him to disappear in a cave somewhere. Nothing came to mind, in fact, no one here rang any bells for felonies. "Wizards don't steal, and people with large axes have too much honour to do the same." Sighing, Vaste shoved the plate away from him and moved towards a dart board.
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| Oboureon (00:59) | "...Do you address me?" The hooded newcomer questioned the stuttering greeting, uncertain as to what the oddity might be able to help him with. For as much as was known in their first moment of eye contact, Oboureon didn't assume him to know much of anything to assist him with his current predicament. He, likewise, felt in the same sense.
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| Ashuelot (01:01) | Ashuelot blinked at the obviously drunk man in front of him. "I'm sorry Ilfirin. Can I get back to you. I'll be right back." he said as he quickly shuffled away from him before he got into any trouble. Slowly he moved towards the cat lady, whom he noticed with alarm was looking right at him. Suddenly nervous, he tried to veer away, then realized how stupid he would look. She already noticed him, he might as well try to talk to her. She seemed... intriguing.
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| Vaste (01:02) | Vaste: Vaste picked up the case of darts and picked out the ones that weren't absolutely trashed. Tossing the darts with one ear listening to the only table that was even mildly interesting, and keeping an eye on the double doors.
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| Oboureon (01:03) | Obviously not. Oboureon went on to carry about his own business. "...Chamomile." The mage ordered as he motioned towards the bartender. He then turned his head towards one of the nearby patrons that seemed to interest him mostly.
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| Vaste (01:06) | Vaste: Vaste randomly picked up the word "Chamomile" from one of the group of wizards, and happened to put a dart dead center of the board. Blinking in surprise, Vaste looked around to see if anyone saw his shot. No one did, and that was a mixed blessing.
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| Skylaa (01:06) | She nodded to the man before her, looking at her but still acting a bit sheepish it seemed and lost. With her axe still slung over her lap she moved a bit, sitting upright in her chair. "Greetings." Skylaa said in a purr like tone, soft and calm like. Her hands rotated a bit, letting the axe hit the floor of the tavern hard and not caring what others thought as her hands rested on the handle, keeping it next to her, looking at the drunk man at the table for a moment and back to the Ashu
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| Skylaa (01:06) | Skylaa (c) Ashuelot in front of her before her eyes caught glance of the stanger at the bar again before looking back to Ash.
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| Vaste (01:10) | Vaste: Vaste eyed the drunken Summoner, and noticed that he was giggling to himself, or maybe even to his Cactaur. A mischevious thought passed through is mind, and he grinned widely.
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| Vaste (01:12) | Vaste: Vaste sits across from the drunken Summoner, who's just dozed off momentarily and stares at him oddly.
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| Oboureon (01:12) | Most intriguing to Oboureon was the man devoted to an Aeon, who seemed to have had quite too many drinks from the rhythm of his slured and broken speech patterns. A slightly dangerous attempt it would be to gather any kind of information from this man on religious matters, he thought to himself. However, the fact that Oboureon was very much in tune to nature and its natives itself, might be a common ground to establish some conversation, he thought.
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| Ashuelot (01:12) | Ashuelot smiled at the sound of the cat ladies voice "Hi, I'm sorry if it seemed I was staring, I....." Suddenly he put his hand to his head. "Oh No" He screamed in his head. Not again. As he slowly slumped to the ground he held his hand out to the cat lady. The sound that came out of his mouth was little more than a whisper.
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| Ashuelot (01:13) | Ashuelot: "Dreams.... little girl.... so much blood...no"
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| Vaste (01:15) | Vaste: A quiet slumping sound grabbed Vaste's attention and he peered behind him at the cat warrioress and the shy wizard. The wizard had slumped to the floor and Vaste could see his lips moving but couldn't make the words out. Shrugging his shoulders, Vaste turned back to the Summoner named Ilfirin.
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| Skylaa (01:15) | Skylaa stood up, her hand going directly for her axe and lifting it up, unsure of what this man's angle was but now she wasn't sure. She took a stance anyways, just to be ready just in case. Her cat-like ears twitched, standing straight up as her lips clamped shut, the purring completely stopped now as stared down at him.
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| Ashuelot (01:16) | Ashuelot hit the ground with a thud, his eyes moving behind his eyelids as one who dreams.
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| Ilfirin (01:16) | Ilfirin realized that his table-mate had left, and he attempted to look around. He failed, and almost fell over, but managed to catch himself with some help of Cactaur. "Thankssss little buddy..." He muttered, rubbing his face to bring the world back into view. He reached for his bottle which was just sitting on the table, but then decided to leave it there. He looked about, then gave up and set his head down at an angle where he could see most of the people near him. Some other drunk had j
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| Vaste (01:17) | Vaste: Vaste stood up as the other wizard that was at the bar with him, made to come over to the table he was at. Not knowing if he worked for the local magistrate or not Vaste merged with a different table and picked up the game they were playing.
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| Ilfirin (01:17) | Some other drunk had just passed out. "He looks kinda familiar", Ilfirin thought...
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| Oboureon (01:17) | Oboureon's attention was quickly turned to the seemingly mindless rantings of the man sitting near the woman of feline qualities... "...Is he possessed?" Oboureon stated as he slowly rose from his seat, his hand reaching for his concealed humming blade. However much possessed the man was, he quickly surmized it nothing more than booze. Dismissing it as such, Oboureon made his way over towards the one with summoner's lineage.
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| Senritsu (01:20) | The door to the Drunken Dragon slowly crept open giving way to a new patron. Senritsu gazed about the room, his eyelids sagging giving him the apearance of either a tired man, or more likly a lazy one. He entered the Inn, silently closeing the door behind him, and took a seat in the corner, propping a large spear against the wall.
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| Vaste (01:22) | Vaste: Vaste noticed a run down looking man silently walk in and immediately the new patron walked to a corner booth propping a viscious looking spear in the corner.
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| Oboureon (01:22) | The red mantle crumpled slightly as he pulled himself to a chair at the table of the man who seemed to be owner of the Cactuar familiar. Still hooded, his partial lower visage only clearly visable through the dim lighting, Oboureon leaned on arm upon the wooden surface of the the table. "...Ozorean?" He asked the summoner quirkly and adbruptly.
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| Ilfirin (01:26) | "Wassat?", Ilfirin responds. "And who are you? You can have some of this...well...damn, I don't even know what it is...", he said as he grabbed the bottle and handed it to the newcomer.
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| Oboureon (01:32) | Oboureon raised his engloved hand bluntly, with however as much tact as could be shown, declined the summoner's offer; His soberity was fully required at all times. Figuring that he was unfamiliar with the Ozores, he decided to leave out the likely chance that he would even possibly be of Amak'lazul lineage. "...What manner of skill allows you to gain control of ancient power such as this?" He marvelled as he pointed towards his Aeon.
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| Vaste (01:33) | Vaste: Vaste's ears pricked at the red garbed wizard's speech, and the decline of drink. He decided to eavesdrop.
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| Oboureon (01:35) | In his understood learning, this kind of magic was unwieldable by his clansmen, for various purposes. Mostly, Oboureon would attribute, to the purging of souls in Le'off...
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| Kailadan (01:35) | Yesterday was not a pleasant day for Sword Knight Kailadan. Not at all. Although still young, he's by no means a simple push-over...and yet, he was pushed aside like it was nothing while trying to rescue somebody. Now back in Coneria, he flings open the front door to the Inn, moving at a steady stride towards the bar with a scowl on his face.
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| Vaste (01:36) | Vaste: Vaste started as the doors were shoved open by a fuming Sword Knight, Vaste moved from his table hiding his face as he moved closer to the front doors.
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| Ilfirin (01:36) | "No...liquor? But...What the hell, your loss." Ilfirin took a swig of the bottle. "It doesn't matter how I got the ability to summon ancient spirits, I'm too weak. I...I'm not worthy of my power, I couldn't even save an innocent...I...My power should be stripped of me!" With that, the Cactus jumped up on the table, and attempted to rub Ilfirin's back. It seemed to comfort him a bit.
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| Senritsu (01:36) | Moments passed and Senritsu sat in silence. Finally a waitress arrived, "Greetings Sir, what may I get for you?" She smiled and prepared to take his order. Sen looked up, his lazy eyes meeting her cheerful gaze. Suddenly the man let out a big, long yawn, blinking his eyes several times as they teared up. " Water. And a small loaf please." The waitress didn't seem in the least offended, though maybe a little shocked. Either way she let it slide and made off to the kitchen to bring th
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| Senritsu (01:37) | the mans meal. Senritsu kicked back in his chair and waited.
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| Oboureon (01:39) | Oboureon did notice the two that strolled in earlier. Though his head did not need to turn, his eyes gave swift glance towards the spearman, now seated, and the knightly figure just entered. One of the maidservents carefully set down the piping hot cup of tea at the Summoner's table. Nodding his gratitude, Oboureon broke a block of complimentary white surgar from his saucer and into his tea, stiring in the mix calmly, his attention still towards the summoner.
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| Oboureon (01:40) | "...You are not of Mist descent..." Oboureon surmized, as he would have been familiar since he is of Mist.
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| Ilfirin (01:41) | Ilfirin: "Mist? No..."
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| Oboureon (01:41) | Oboureon: "...Then what do you call home?"
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| Kailadan (01:41) | "Whiskey. Leave the bottle." Those were the only words Kailadan chose to utter upon reaching his destination. As he stood there, waiting for his drink to be delivered, his sapphire eyes slowly closed as his mind blanked out his thoughts, not wishing to think at all. The alcohol ought to help that soon enough.
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| Vaste (01:42) | Vaste: Unconsciously, Vaste reached into the pack on his waist and felt the item that is causing him so much trouble. It was a nobleman's trinket, an expensive nothing that Vaste stole to prove to the nobleman that his fortune wasn't safe at all.
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| Vaste (01:44) | Vaste: Vaste peered around one last time, and shrugged. "What harm could be done..."
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| Vaste (01:45) | Vaste: Vaste strode over to the angry looking sword swinger and plopped down beside him, and ordered a large pretzel
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| Ilfirin (01:45) | Ilfirin: "Madain Sari, land of the summoners. Where else would a summoner be from?"
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| Anatsol (01:46) | A small "Umpfh!" came from underneath the bar. Not behind, however, but before. A small child in robes and a funny hat pulled himself up to eyelevel next to Kailadan. Anatsol spoke up to the busy barkeeper with a "Juice. Leave the box, please."
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| Senritsu (01:47) | The waitress come back and places a small cup of water and a simple loaf of bread befor Senritsu. She smiled happily and boped her head befor making her way back to the kitchen, or perhapes off to take the next order. Sen glanced down at his meal. It did not look that appetizing, but at the moment, it was all he could afford on his budget. "Dig in I suppose."
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| Oboureon (01:48) | Of course, Oboureon thought inquisitively, as he brought the cup of chamomile to his lips, taking a sip of the brew served to him by the waitress. Delicious. He placed the cup back down upon the saucer. "...Summoners were not originated from Madain Sari." Oboureon mentioned as he tilted his head for a moment, wondering if he should even begin to go into the conversation with the native of Madain Sari. "...Even still..."
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| Vaste (01:48) | Vaste: Vaste leaned over to the sword swinger beside him and crunched into his pretzel loudly and with ponderous chewing his grinned to himself.
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| Kailadan (01:49) | Even with closed eyes, Kailadan knew he was no longer alone. A very low grumble made it's way from his throat as his blue eyes yet again opened, though they stared straight ahead. As vaste leaned over and began to be annoying, Kail's right eye visibly twitched, but not a move was made. Not yet.
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| Oboureon (01:50) | Oboureon: "...The fact that you carry on the torch of the bloodline is fascinating in itself."
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| Anatsol (01:50) | Anatsol clung to the side of someone's stool and stood on one of the small, supporting himself by holding on to the end of the bar. The barkeep casually dropped the box on the table with the small straw laid aside. The child reached out to the box feebly, trying to reach what his small arms couldn't easily access. "Juuuuice!"
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| Vaste (01:51) | Vaste: Vaste frowned briefly, noticing a twitch and not much else from the aggravated swordsman. He noticed the kid who sat down near him couldn't reach the juice he slid it closer to his outstretched palms and pondered how to push the swordman's buttons.
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| Ilfirin (01:51) | Ilfirin: "Whatever you say, sir, you don't even know how to enjoy a good drink. Besides, like I said, I couldn't even save a girl in danger, so it doesn't matter. I'm not worthy."
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| Kailadan (01:52) | Twitch...twitch twitch. Kailadan really just wanted to let out some aggression, but the small kid asking for juice wouldn't make for a very good punching bag. Plus...that'd be evil. Thankfully, that whiskey was delivered just in time. Popping it open, the Sword Knight leaned his head back...and began to chug.
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| Tetrasar (01:53) | Tetrasar: "Oh! Oh! Pineapple go !POW! head!" came Tetrasars voice from above. From the ceiling actually. The esper was sitting crosslegged on the ceiling of the drunken dragon, staring up ... or down at the stuff going on.
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| Anatsol (01:53) | Anatsol grabbed the juice box and cheerily spoke to Vaste with a "Thank you!", then he dropped from the stool side and started pressing the straw into the weak spot of the box, in attempts to syphon out the sweet, fruity goodness of the box.
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| Vaste (01:53) | Vaste: Vaste wound up his arm and slapped his palm into the middle of Kailadan's back provoking a chain reaction.
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| Oboureon (01:54) | A good drink? Possibly. "...A girl?" Oboureon questioned, seemingly slightly interested. "...That you could not save?"
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| Vaste (01:55) | Vaste: Banking on the short fuse that has been lit, Vaste stuck his hand into his frozen claw and waited patiently.
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| Senritsu (01:55) | Senritsu eyed the boy susiciously. The boy had not been in the room when he entered, he was sure of it. And suddenly, another strange thing, a weird cat creature was..sitting on the ceiling. "This is just too strange for me." Sen let out a sigh and took a long gulp from his cup.
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| Anatsol (01:55) | Anatsol punctured the box with a light "thwip," then smiled in sucess. "Ah-ha!"
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| Kailadan (01:57) | As that palm struck his backside, the bottle slipped from Kailadan's lips, pouring it's contents down the front of his shirt. Twitch...twitch...SNAP! Now, most people, upon realizing that whiskey is pouring down their shirt, would make the bottle upright again... Not Kailadan. It wasn't long before the entire bottle had emptied itself upon him. Even still, he just stared straight ahead...a completely blank expression on his features.
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| Vaste (01:58) | Vaste: Vaste watched the blank look on Kailadan's face and inwardly smirked and outwardly put on a face of mock apology.
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| Anatsol (01:58) | Anatsol peered slowly over to Kailadan, then pulled his straw from the juice box and offered it to the man. "That's why you should use these, mister! Then you won't have juice on you."
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| Tetrasar (01:58) | Stained glass like cyan eyes stared almost blankly at Anatsol. Then suddenly, Tetrasar looked upon Kailadan as if he were an insane person for drinking what he was drinking. A soft uttering came from between the espers lips, quiet and unyielding to the world around it. The results? A coconut somehow migrating into the ice creatures grasp.
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| Ilfirin (01:59) | Ilfirin: "Yes, a girl I couldn't save..."
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| Vaste (01:59) | Vaste: "Oh shucks, sorry guy, didn't mean to do that. Saw a big ass spider headin' for your ass crack."
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| Anatsol (01:59) | Anatsol looked wide-eyed at Vaste. "Ooooh! You said the A-word!"
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| Kailadan (01:59) | Shifting the whiskey bottle into his left hand, Kailadan slowly turns to face Vaste...only to hold out the bottle to him. "Hold this for a moment, please."
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| Vaste (02:00) | Vaste: "Uh.... Okay.."
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| Vaste (02:00) | Vaste: Vaste takes the bottle not sure where this is heading suddenly
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| Vaste (02:00) | Vaste: Vaste turns to the kid with the juice box and says "I'd make yourself scarce soon... this might be messy."
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| Kailadan (02:01) | The moment that bottle leaves Kailadan's left hand, his right is set in motion, aiming a fist for Vaste's stomach. Yes. Bar fight.
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| Anatsol (02:01) | Anatsol eyed Kailadan again. "He's already messy."
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| Vaste (02:02) | Vaste: Vaste clutches his stomach, the bottle falls to the ground and shatters. Vaste sucked in wind, trying to regain his breath.
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| Tetrasar (02:03) | When the punch was thrown, Tetrasar launched his attack as well! "COCONUT GO!" he yelled, before dropping the coconut toward Kail and Vaste.
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| Anatsol (02:03) | "Why'd you punch that man?" Anatsol asked, poking Kailadan with the straw he acquired from the juice box.
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| Oboureon (02:03) | Oboureon silently shook his head at the summoner. Another vitcim of regretable losses. His interest was slightly turned towards the commotion that was going on with the knightly figure, and the shady dart thrower that he had laid witness to earlier...Something seems to have breaken out...
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| Kailadan (02:04) | Left hand reaching out, Kailadan moves to take his empty whiskey bottle back from Vaste. "Thanks." Turning his back to Vaste, to face Anatsol, a small grin reaches the corner of his lips. "I thought I saw a spider on his stomach."
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| Anatsol (02:05) | "Oh." Anatsol made two steps towards Vaste and kicked lightly at him. "Bad spiders!"
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| Ilfirin (02:05) | Ilfirin suddenly stood up, and lurched through the commotion towards the coconut. He reached down, picked it up, wavered, sat down, and then fell asleep, cradling the coccnut
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| Senritsu (02:06) | Senritsu watched as the commotion turned into what could be the begining of a big fight. "Oh man, how lame." The spearman began to shake his head at the thought of being drawn into something so pointless. Not to mention all the work he would have to do. "So lame." he muttered once more.
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| Vaste (02:06) | Vaste: Vaste gets belted in the side of the head, the coconut connecting with his coconut. His eyes slid out of focus, and he gibbered strangely. "You can't make a robot out of chocolate."
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| Ilfirin (02:06) | Ilfirin: The cactus ran over, stood between all of the people, looked around at everyone, and then ran over to watch over Ilfirin.
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| Vaste (02:07) | Vaste: Vaste grumbled, and picked up the coconut and cracked it, literally, on Kailadan's head. "Got my air back."
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| Vaste (02:09) | Vaste: Vaste stumbled around a little bit, still dazed from the coconut and muttering to himself. "Stupid flying coconuts... all i wanted was a coconut free fight... stupid coconuts and their flyin-- wait, flying coconuts??"
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| Kailadan (02:09) | Letting a light chuckle escape his lips, Kailadan reaches out with his free hand to try and give Anatsol a small pat on the head. "Yeah. Spiders typically aren't fun." As he started to turn back towards Vaste...
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| Kailadan (02:10) | ...the sight of a coconut coming for his head is spotted. With a speedy sidestep, Kailadan moves to bring that empty bottle upside Vaste's head with a fierce swing. Back off, jerk!"
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| Anatsol (02:10) | The child pushed the straw back into his juice box and sipped from it quietly, watching the two beat up spiders on each other. The only thing on Anatsol's mind was that Vaste and Kailadan must've been the best of friends to look after each other like that.
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| Vaste (02:13) | Vaste: Vaste staggered over to Senritsu's booth and swiped his spear, and strode back to Kailadan brandishing a spear.
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| Senritsu (02:14) | One of the men came staggering over, probably from having a bottle broke over his head. "What the hell?" The staggering man suddenly grabbed Senritsu's spear and actually tryed to use it against a trained warrior. "Hey, you shoudln't pick on people stronger than you, that's just bad strategy."
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| Kailadan (02:16) | "Look, pal, I really don't want to have to draw my sword, so just back off before somebody actually gets hurt." Kailadan didn't really want to hurt anybody. After all, he was still sober, thanks to Vaste. Though, that bit of aggression he had pent up was gone.
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| Anatsol (02:19) | Anatsol sipped on his juice box as, finally, the Guards of Coneria came in to escort the rascal Vaste out from the bar. He had just caused too much trouble, and one of the patrons decided to deal with it.
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| Kailadan (02:20) | A small sigh of relief escapes Kailadan's lips as he shakes his head. "What a pain..." Finally taking a seat, near Anatsol, the young Sword Knight glances over at the kid. "So, what's your name, kiddo?"
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| Senritsu (02:23) | Senritsu watched as the guards arrived to drag the trouble maker away. As the guards took hold of the man, his spear was sent sprawling across the room toward the spearman. With little effort he reached up and grabbed the spear in one hand, leaning it back against the wall.
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| Anatsol (02:26) | Anatsol peered up and sipped on his juice box. "To put it short, Anatsol." the kid said, with an 'As a matter of fact' attitude.
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| Kailadan (02:29) | Getting back on his feet, Kailadan performs a sweeping, formal bow towards Anatsol. "My name is Kailadan. It's nice to meet you, Anatsol." Instead of standing upright once he was finished speaking, Kail instead went about removing his whiskey-drenched shirt. Only then did he stand upright and retake his seat, somehow shoving the shirt into a small pouch upon his belt.
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| Anatsol (02:31) | The child offered what remained of his juice box to Kailadan. "You can have the rest of mine, because you spilt your juice." Anatsol said and offered the fruity substance by holding it up above his head to Kailadan.
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| Kailadan (02:34) | One hand still within that pouch, Kailadan finally removes it, only to pull out a rather identical shirt...only this one happened to be dry. Aren't belts of holding convenient? Anyway, as Kail's blue eyes shift to Anatsol with a grin, he gently shakes his head. "The offer is appreciated, but no thank you. Though, I'm curious as to what you're doing in a place like this, by yourself. Where are your parents?"
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| Anatsol (02:36) | "Everywhere." Anatsol replied to Kailadan's question as best he could without going into too much detail. It could've implied many things, as non-descript as it was, and due to the way the child has behaved in past appearances in the real world, it could've meant downright anything.
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| Kailadan (02:38) | A lone eyebrow is raised up "Everywhere? What do you mean?" It was time for a game of Kailadan's 20 questions, yet again.
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| Anatsol (02:39) | "Everywhere. Here. There. Outside. Inside." Anatsol replied again, as best as he could without giving much detail. He sipped on what remained of his juice. No sense letting it go to waste.
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| Ilfirin (02:39) | Ilfirin stood up after a few minutes, looked around, and rubbed his head. "Dammit, what's going on?"
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| Kailadan (02:40) | "...They haven't...passed on, have they?" Kailadan didn't WANT to be rude....he just can't help himself. Damn his curiosity! Damn it to H E double hockey sticks!
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| Anatsol (02:41) | Anatsol stopped to ponder on how to answer it, then he finally replied after a good, long silence. "No. You're still alive."
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| Ilfirin (02:42) | Ilfirin looked up towards the kid, then over at the man talking to him. "You...I know you, you're the swordsman from yesterday"
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| Anatsol (02:42) | Anatsol continued as Ilfirin approached. "And so is he."
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| Ilfirin (02:43) | Ilfirin looked at the child. "Nice to meet you, my name is Ilfirin. And you would be?"
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| Anatsol (02:43) | Anatsol said. "Your son."
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| Kailadan (02:43) | "So...if your parents were dead...we would be, too? Who are your parents?" Ilfirin is given just a quick nod, Kailadan not wanting to pull his gaze from Anatsol and miss something.
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| Ilfirin (02:44) | Ilfirin: "Oh? I was unaware I had a son...though who knows with things the way they are in this world. Might I ask how you are my son?"
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| Anatsol (02:44) | Anatsol: "You two." Anatsol replied to Kailadan. "You two. That guy over there. That woman and that guy curled up in the corner over there. That guy that was covered in spiders."
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| Tetrasar (02:46) | A blue portal opened randomly and Tetrasar poked his head through it. "Not for Tetrasars fault! Tetrasar swears coconut came on own!" Then, just as suddenly the esper of ice simply known as Tetrasar pulled his head back through the gate, once done the magic ceased to be.
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| Anatsol (02:46) | Anatsol, growing weary of answering questions, replied to Ilfirin. "You gave birth to me. You take care of me, nuture me."
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| Ilfirin (02:47) | Ilfirin: "No offense, but you don't want me to take care of you..."
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| Kailadan (02:47) | The mention of he guy covered in spiders almost got a snicker out of Kailadan, but he managed to repress it for the moment. "So...you're the child of everybody, then. That's a new one to me. Does anybody actually raise you, personally, though?"
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| Anatsol (02:49) | "But you do already. Every time you close your eyes. Everytime you dream and wish you were something that you are not. Every time you wish you had saved her, and what life would have been like had you. And most often when you sleep." Anatsol explained, following it with dry sip from his box.
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| Ilfirin (02:50) | Ilfirin: "So...you're kinda like our dreams?"
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| Anatsol (02:51) | "Nope." Anatsol said to Ilfirin. "And.. Anatsol raised Anatsol." he replied to Kailadan, growing irrate at the questions.
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| Ilfirin (02:52) | "Well, I'm not sure as to what's going on, but I'm drunk, so what's new? Want a coconut?", Ilfirin asked as he handed the coconut to Anatsol
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| Kailadan (02:52) | The mention of saving her made Kailadan's mind faulter. That wasn't something he had expected to hear, at all. "I...see..." Right hand lifting up to give his chin a little scratch, his eyes grew distant as thoughts ran through his mind.
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| Ilfirin (02:53) | Ilfirin looked at the swordsman. "By the way, my name is Ilfirin. And you are...?"
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| Anatsol (02:53) | Anatsol sighed, as best as an uber happy kid could, and said(Mostly to himself). "You'll believe anything, but you won't believe in yourself. Even when your head is swimming in thin blood."
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| Anatsol (02:54) | Anatsol handled the coconut, not entirely sure what to make of it. Yeah. It was a coconut, but he didn't like coconuts much. He played with the husk, finding not much else enjoyable about it.
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| Ilfirin (02:55) | Ilfirin: "Look, you seem uncomfortable, I think. Is there something I can do for you? Anything?"
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| Anatsol (02:57) | Anatsol offered the coconut back to Ilfirin. "I don't want it."
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| Ilfirin (02:59) | Ilfirin: "Ok. Is everything alright?", he asked as he handed the coconut to the swordsman, who still hadn't introduced himself.
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| Kailadan (03:05) | Snapping from his thoughts, Kailadan's blue eyes shift over to Ilfirin. "Oh, that's right... I'm Kailadan..." No fancy bowing this time. Not even a handshake was offered. Kail was downright confused all of a sudden, and he couldn't even figure out why. The coconut wasn't even aknowledged.
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| Anatsol (03:07) | As the two interacted with each other, it appears Anatsol had slipped away. Which means of leaving he took, no one could say, but he.. just didn't seem to be there any more. As mysteriously and randomly as he appeared, he was just so as he left.
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| Ilfirin (03:08) | "Where...Oh hell.", and with that, Ilfirin started drinking from his bottle again. He went and sat down on the floor against the wall, and finished the bottle.
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| Kailadan (03:13) | It wasn't much longer after Anatsol had vanished that Kailadan was up on his feet, and heading for the stairs. A bed was calling his name, and although he was wide awake, he couldn't refuse the call.
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| Oboureon (21:00) | "...Well..." A raspy familiar voice spoke from above of Oboureon as he exited the Conerian Tavern. Recognizing the voice, Oboureon lifted his red hooded head back towards the origin of the voice behind of him, to find the pale blue faced man in dark grey and white garb, crouching on the rooftop of the tavern, while looking down at Oboureon with very devious red eyes. "...I never thought I'd live to see the day."
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| Vaste (21:14) | Vaste: Vaste jerked awake on a cold wood floor, his head feeling ten sizes too small. Clutching his head, he felt various bumps and scabs and it all came back to him in a swirling rush. Kailadan had landed the final blow to the side of his head, sending him sliding to the floor. Grumbling, Vaste crawled up and ended up cracking his head on the edge of the bar.
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| Vaste (21:17) | Vaste: Vaste groaned as his head pounded from the knock on the bar, and this time he managed to get up without knocking anything. Licking his lips, Vaste discovered a few of his teeth had been knocked out as well. "Probably from that stupid flyin' coconut..." he muttered, staggering towards the door.
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| Vaste (21:21) | Vaste: Vaste pushed open the door, and stepped out into the blinding afternoon sunlight. Covering his eyes, Vaste headed for home in Fabul, knowing that last night was going to repeat itself.
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| Oboureon (21:26) | "And you already seem to be on a manhunt." the blue faced man chuckled, as he began to scratch his white head in contemplation. "Seems like they were completely correct about you. Even Dynauxus questioned his purpose for teaching you magic. But this is the moment of reckoning." Oboureon slightly became disinterested in Zouruku's comments. He quickly drew an arcanic symbol in the air, and with the force of his palm...
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| Oboureon (21:26) | ...Oboureon tossed a jolt of electrical energy at the rooftop at the blue complexioned creature. When Zouruku saw it, he quickly neutralized the spell with a barrier, causing it to fizzle into smoke the instant it came into contact with him. Easily amused, he laughed at Oboureon. "Such a man of purpose only, the child of Amak'lazul..." He chuckled.
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| Oboureon (21:39) | "...And what will you do with the Blade of Prohpets?" Zouruku question Oboureon inquisitively "...Do you seriously think that they are not already plotting your own demise as we speak?' Oboureon removed his hood, revealing the radiant tattoo upon his head, his green eyes glaring at Zouruku piercingly, causing Zouruku to raise an eyebrow at the Blade wielder. "...Just so you might have something to report back to your master." He began...
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| Oboureon (21:39) | "...Blood is required of The High Priest of Argades. His recent sins have damned him from any kind of salvation that can be instituted by mortal tounge" Oboureon mentioned as he lifted his head towards the starry sky, contemplating the path that he would have to walk in order to accomplish such an enormous feat. A very creepish grin crawled across Zouruku's face.
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| Oboureon (21:55) | "...Euchaestrius." Zouruku chortled. "...The saviour of people in the region of Romanda...Influential to the ministry of Glabados in the Argades congregation." Zouruku began to cause Oboureon to look deeply into the burden that he was now entrusted with. In carrying the prophets blade, would require him to make enemies of people of whom he cared nothing about. "...How much strength do you have...?"
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| Oboureon (21:55) | "...Consider the costs, Amak'lazul: The unserved justice of the souls untimely reaped, or the risking of making enemies of the Glabados religion. Can you justify taking away another's hope for the sake of balancing the uneven score?" Oboureon quickly considered the words of Zouruku for a moment, only to remember the words of Yvette, the blade keeper.
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| Oboureon (22:07) | Oboureon descended the flight of steps from the tavern. He spoke nothing back towards Zouruku, but began to walk towards the town square in order to meditate on the quickest way to reach Romanda from Coneria. Zouruku's red eyes glinted slightly as he watched Oboureon stroll quietly away. "If doubt grips him, Euchaestrius will certainly destroy him..." The Ozore chuckled as he chanted some arcanic words, causing the wind to conceal him from view.
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| Ilfirin (22:11) | Ilfirin woke up with a terrible headache, sitting on the floor of the tavern, his Cactaur still standing over him, watching him. "Sorry little buddy, you can go rest now", he said, banishing his trusted friend. He got up and walked out of the tavern, and started to wander around town aimlessly, thinking about recent events.
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| Oboureon (22:18) | For a moment, Zouruku peered down at the Summoner for only a brief moment, but decided that it was not his purpose to involve himself in other affairs. With a raspy cackle, he quickly darted the rooftop to jump adjacent rooftops to return back with news towards his master about Oboureon's progress. Seemingly, the plan was underway. The red mantled Oboureon peered over into the waters of the townsquare fountain, looking into the mirrored waters at his reflection...
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| Ilfirin (22:20) | As Ilfirin wandered down Paladin way, he spotted someone vaguely familiar at the town square. He started off in that direction.
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| Lucsia (22:22) | Lucsia: are you using an emulator or an actual GBA?
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| Vaste (22:22) | Vaste: Vaste lifted the lid of the manhole leading into the sewers of Coneria, and climbed out, a sack of items strapped to his back. Putting the cover back down, Vaste noticed the red garbed mage from the night before and saw he was occupied deep in thought.
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| Oboureon (22:27) | He looked at his face without the veil of his hood. He looked at the mark that he was born with, and how it had developed over time since he was young. Many things that Oboureon overlooked, would confront him soon, and he was not sure if he would be ready for it. Oboureon studied his face for a while, gazing at the rippling green eyes inside of the water for a moment.
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| Vaste (22:28) | Vaste: Vaste flicked a coin into the fountain, and contemplated the still rising sun, pondering his next move.
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| Vaste (22:31) | Vaste: Vaste sat down on the edge of the fountain, and opened up his pack, the items he'd accquired in the deeps of the sewers would catch him a fair price at the smiths.
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| Oboureon (22:31) | As his reflection quickly disappated from the coin tossed into the fountain, Oboureon quickly turned his attention towards the culprit responsible. He glanced at him with his piercing green eyes. It was only the troublemaker from last night's skirmish at the Conerian Tavnern, he surmized.
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| Ilfirin (22:45) | Ilfirin approached Oboureon and sat down on the side of the fountain. "Hello again. I must apologize for my behavior last night. I was attempting to find happiness again, and though it turned out to be an interesting night, I do feel that I made quite the fool of myself."
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| Oboureon (22:48) | Oboureon quickly turned his head towards a familiar voice, slightly more sober than what he had heard previously. As he laid his green eyes upon the figure of which ears seemed to stick out mostly (and literally), He recognized him as the summoner that he was trying to hold conversation with back in the Tavern from last night. Oboureon, with stoic expression upon his face, disregarded the apology, seeing no real need for one.
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| Oboureon (22:48) | Oboureon "...You stand in good favor." He mentioned. "...There is not reason for an apology."
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| Ilfirin (22:50) | Ilfirin: "That is good to hear. And how are you this day?"
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| Oboureon (22:52) | Oboureon looked away from the summoner and up towards the sky. The weather was fine. "It's going to rain soon." He replied.
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| Ilfirin (22:54) | Ilfirin: "So, what exactly were you attempting to speak to me about last night?"
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| Oboureon (22:58) | Bringing himself back into context, he looked back towards the summoner, and then pointed towards his Aeon for a moment. "...While I was slightly interested in how you were able to manage to control a spirit of an ancient being such as this." Oboureon began...
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| Oboureon (22:59) | ...Slightly noticing that the green miniature guardian had somehow slipped from Oboureon's sight...perhaps dismissed by his master. "...I was more interested to see what ties you had to Mist."
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| Oboureon (23:00) | Oboureon: "...Seeing that you have none..."
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| Ilfirin (23:00) | Ilfirin: "Ties to mist? None, sorry to say..."
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| Oboureon (23:01) | Oboureon Nodded his head solemnly. "...Should it remain that way, I assume good fortune to you."
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| Oboureon (23:04) | Oboureon: "...The denizens of the Village of Mist derive from the long bloodline of people who are able to summon the aid of creatures to assist them in their times of need. I had assumed you a citizen."
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| Ilfirin (23:09) | Ilfirin: "I actually have a question for you. Would you happen to know about any other ancient spirits? I have been spending my time wandering the land, searching for ancient knowledge and lost secrets. You seem like someone who would know of ancient lore."
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| Oboureon (23:15) | Oboureon? Ancient Lore? Hardly. It wasn't anything that he was specially versed in. Sure, he was knoweldgeable about stories and other things, but as far as he was to say about his own knowledge...he found himself limited compared to Daunaxys. "...Have you travelled to Gariland?
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| Ilfirin (23:16) | Ilfirin: "I've been there, but I've found that it is hard to get knowledge when you don't know anybody. People tend to guard that sort of thing."
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| Oboureon (23:21) | Oboureon: "...Protected, or biasedly passed."
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| Ilfirin (23:22) | Nodding his head in agreement, Ilfirin continued, "Well, you seem to be on a similar quest as myself. Would you like to join up, at least for the time being?"
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| Oboureon (23:28) | Similar? Oboureon's green piercing eyes slanted at Ilfirin for a brief second; He was slightly certain that the path that they walked were completely different. "...I'm not certain if our goals are similar." He informed Ilfirin to correction. "...What business do you have with Glabados?" He inquiried him.
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| Ilfirin (23:31) | Ilfirin: "Well, I am seeking knowledge, and you seem to be a very inquisitive man, so I assumed you were in search of something. As I am not sure where to look, or exactly what it is I am looking for, I thought perhaps it would be beneficial for us both to travel together. Though, if I am incorrect, please, pray tell what it is you ARE doing here? If you don't mind, of course."
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| Oboureon (23:36) | Oboureon tilted his head downwards to the cobbled ground for a moment, and then lifted his head, when he had found the words he sought to reply with unto the summoner. "...I was looking for information on the High Priest Eucheastrius of Argades..." He went on to explain to the summoner, "...A man of high ranking status of the Church of Argades...a strong messenger of the Faith of Glabados."
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| Ilfirin (23:37) | Ilfirin: "And why, may I ask, do you seek information on this man?"
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| Oboureon (23:42) | "...To deliver an important message to the priest." Oboureon replied stoicly....partially "...The will of Aeternus Letum."
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| Oboureon (23:44) | Oboureon: "...In the process, The hope of people who believed in Saint Ajora and the salvation of Glabados will be snatched...Yet, the message must be delivered."
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| Ilfirin (23:45) | Ilfirin thinks really hard for a moment, then looks directly at the man. "Would you mind if I were to accompany you for a bit? I have no better direction to go."
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| Thu May 3 |
| Skylaa (12:56) | Skylaa stretched a bit, standing up from her short nap next to the fountain in Coneria. The ground was hard but it was more like home than sleeping on some frilly bed in the Inn like the rest do. "Blacksmith's." she said to herself though out loud as she dusted the dirt off her bear skin dress and picked up her axe, swinging it over her shoulder and headed down the road, towards the blacksmith's again, her claws tapping against the handle as she continued on.
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| Ashuelot (13:03) | Walking up from his unintended slumber, Ashuelot took a quick stock of his surroundings. Someone must have thrown him into a room at the inn once he passed out. How embarassing! "Oh, no! The cat lady must have seen that!"he thought to himself. He had finally found someone who might be willing to talk to him, and he had had one of his spells.
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| Skylaa (13:07) | Upon entering the door to the Blacksmith's, Skylaa nudged it open with her foot, not taking the time to knock as she entered. With quick movements she moved over to the table the old man was behind pounding on a sword. Her axe falling hard on a stone slab as she jumped over the table, meeting him eye to eye. "The jewel, its gone. Give it back." she commanded, the look of the old man knowing very well what she was talking about. Her hand extended and gripped his shirt, her claws sinking
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| Skylaa (13:07) | Skylaa (c) into the material and shredding it quite rapidly, as she asked again, "The jewel if you please." she said in quieter and more calm tone yet her expression remained the same. One of an angry woman, not to be trifled with.
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| Ashuelot (13:15) | Ashuelot gathered up his belongings and made his way downstairs to the almost empty bar, paid for his stay, and walked outside. Fat chance he'll ever see the cat lady again, he didn't even know her name for crying out loud!
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| Skylaa (13:18) | Skylaa tapped her moccasin feet upon the floor, growing very impatient before the old man finally called out, "Alright..alright..I have it." he said over and over, Skylaa only shredding his shirt more with her claws. " know you do, however I asked where it was, not if you had it." she said, her eyes squinting a bit as she looked at him, even more closer. Normally the mithra was not a violent female, but when her axe or jewel was ever to be bothered, it brought out a side of her th
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| Skylaa (13:18) | Skylaa (c) she knew many couldn't see, then they would know who she was. What she did!
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| Ashuelot (13:23) | Well, I guess its another dead end" Ashuelot mumbled to himself. He slowly checked to make sure he still had all of his equipment as he wandered through the streets of Coneria. Equipment! He didn't even know what half this stuff was!
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| Skylaa (13:26) | "Ok- here, take the damned thing!" the blacksmith called out, not many around to here as Skylaa simply closed her claws and fingers over the jewel and nodded, un releasing the mans shirt. "Thank you, please see to it that it doesnt happen again." she said in a bit friendlier voice now, straightening up the mans shirt a bit but the claw marks were still in view, incredibly bad at that. She dug into her dress and handed him a few coins, the man ducking and assuming she was going to sw
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| Skylaa (13:26) | Skylaa (c) swing before he finally realized what she was doing, feeling a bit foolish as his cheeks turned a dusty red."Get a new shirt." she said and collected her axe as she headed slowly for the door, placing the jewel back on her weapon.
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| Swyvl (13:28) | "The spirits are gone, and you sleep through it all!" Swyvl thought to himself, as he walked through the Eastern Forest. "You miss all the fun all the time. Your gonna wilt an and die of boredom if you don't get to take part in some excitement soon." he thought.
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| Ashuelot (13:32) | "But wait!" Ashuelot thought as he stopped suddenly by a large marble fountain in the middle of town "I do know how to use this stuff. But, how?" It had just occurred to him, that since he woke up in Fabul several weeks ago, weapons and fighting were something he felt very familiar with, even though he could never remember ever hitting anyone at all. Another piece of the puzzle! But where does it fit?
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| Skylaa (13:35) | Happy at last with the jewel attached to her axe again, she swung it over her shoulder and kicked the door again, turning and nodding to the man who was looking down at his shredded shirt and a still bit mortified from it all as she turned to leave, the door slamming behind her. Walking a way she came to a turn. "East or west." Skylaa thought, turning west and heading back to town square, needing to find some provisions for her journey, noticing someone in the distance at the fountain,
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| Skylaa (13:35) | Skylaa (c) looking somewhat familiar.
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| Nystael (13:45) | Nystael sighed as the last man hit the ground with a gurgle. Another day, another fight, another couple rips in his clothing. He kept walking, stopping briefly to place a boot in the ribs of nearest man. They would all live, even if most of them would bear scars. Well, he did warn them...
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| Nystael (13:47) | Nystael He'd simply been walking. It was only a few more miles to town, even if it was getting late and the sun was touching the horizon, and then these morons had gotten in his way and demanded his money. Not having any money to spare, he let them know in no uncertain terms that they didn't want to mess with him. They hadn't listened.
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| Nystael (13:48) | 'Ah, well, 'snothing that can't be fixed. Rip in the shirt, a few broken bones...' Nystael shrugged slightly as he continued down the road, coming up before the gates of Coneria. He walked past the guards without comment.
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| Ashuelot (13:48) | Ashuelot sighed. This was becoming too much to bear alone. He may never get to the bottom of what had happened to him. "well, time to move on" he mumbled to himself As he stood up, he saw a pair of fuzzy ears sticking out among the people in the street. "The cat lady" he thought excitedly. Then he remember with embarrassment what had happened during thier last meeting and bluches furiously.
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| Nystael (13:49) | He walked along to the tailors, hoping he'd have time to drop off his shirt, but it was already closed for the night. 'Ah, well.' Nystael simply turned around and ambled back towards the Drunken Dragon for the night.
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| Nystael (13:51) | He pushed open the door. There was an appreciable crowd but it wasn't too packed, and he was able to get a table along the western wall of the rNystael ordered food and a drink - water; he'd never drunk alcohol after the incident last year - and took a seat.
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| Kylanna (13:52) | Kylanna Entering town square again, Skylaa lowered her axe some off her shoulder and gripped tightly in her hand, not to look menacingly as it seemed but to have it ready in case a situation arise. The outline of the familiar man came into a better view the closer she got to the fountain. "Ashuelot." she said out loud, knowing very well he could hear her and hoping that was the man's name. Normally she cared not to remember anyone's names but this one striked her odd and kept the mithra curious
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| Kylanna (13:52) | Kylanna (c) if anything.
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| Nystael (13:53) | Nystael He took the time to consider the crowd. There were mostly locals in the tavern tonight, with a few adventurers mixed in - a man near him was wearing a heavy hooded cloak over his armor, with several large protrusions that were probably weapon hilts.
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| Nystael (13:54) | A woman towards the back, in long white robes, was arguing vehemently with an elf in leather armor, gesturing towards the northern wall, or possibly at the group of three dwarves sitting at the next table, who glowered back suspiciously at them. Nystael let the hubbub of the room wash over him until he heard, from a couple tables over, some shouting. He opened one eye.
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| Nystael (13:56) | There was a card game going on there, and one man was shouting about cheating. Apparently two Aces of Spades had turned up in the same hand, though the dealer was frantically protesting innocence. From the other man's silence, Nystael surmised he was a fellow adevnturer of the shouter and had decided to let him handle the argument. Or maybe...
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| Nystael (13:58) | Nystael brought his feet down from the table and went outside. Ducking into an alley, he muttered a quick magical chant and faded into nonvision. He moved back over to the door, which he'd deliberately left a crack open, and to those inside it seemed like the wind had blown it ajar. Someone got up and shut it, but by then, Nystael had already moved over to the table and was analyzing the cards.
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| Oboureon (13:59) | Oboureon silently leaned upon the edge of the fountain of the townsquare, holding conversation with the summoner that he had met recently at the local tavern. He glanced over towards other slightly familiar faces from that evening as well, but paid them hardly any attention. "...Perhaps you should certainly...reconsider." Oboureon urged the summoner in reply to his question to join him in his travels.
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| Oboureon (13:59) | ...For while he was being honest in partiallity, he did not deem it necessary to involve another innocent being in the feud against two despairable clans. It was a task that he felt might be more readily carried upon his own shoulders. "...I would not have you make an enemy of Glabados either." Oboureon replied as he reached down into the inner pocket of his mantle.
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| Nystael (14:00) | Nystael It was the oldest trick in the book - but in reverse! The deck they were playing with was marked, yes - the dealer was no honest man, either - but the fake Ace had come from the other man's pocket! He'd deliberately waited until the dealer had the Ace, then slipped out his own and called him out on it!
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| Oboureon (14:01) | Oboureon: "...If for anything anciently arcane you seek more knowledge of, Seek the sage in the wooded areas east of Gariland."
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| Ashuelot (14:01) | Ashuelot found himself assessing her unconsciously. Her catgossip emote Ashuelot found himself subconsciously sizing up the lady who had just spoken to him. The obvious cat like features, the deadly axe that she was assuredly proficient with. He filed that information away for later. "Er, hi" he said nervously. What do you say to aperson youhave never really met, but has seen you pass out in public!
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| Nystael (14:02) | Nystael was intrigued. These men lay in wait for someone who used a marked deck of cards - a very risky way to make a living, especially in rough taverns like this.
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| Nystael (14:04) | Or perhaps not, he realized. The shouting man had thrown a punch, and it showed all the signs of being a good ol' barfight. And while being invisible did tend to stop people from trying to bash your head in with a bottle, it didn't save you from the occasional errant thrown mug. Nystael quickly ducked aside and made it over to the door, just as the white-robed woman and the elf did.
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| Skylaa (14:05) | Skylaa nodded to him and seated herself on the edge of the fountain, sighing a bit as her arm released the heavy axe on the ground, the pressure off her arm causing her to relax some. For a bit she stayed quiet, which was very normal for her, she never talked but as of late it seemed alright to do so. Without looking at him she asked, "Feeling better?" came her question, her claws raking against her bearskin dress idly, remaining quiet.
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| Nystael (14:05) | 'So, one comes a bunch ealier, sets up shop, frisks a few townspeople. Then, later, his chums come, start a game, wait a while then claim a cheat. After that there's a barfight, and then they probably loot all the-' Nystael tripped.
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| Oboureon (14:07) | "...And stay far away from the Amak'lazul if you value life." He mentioned as he gave to him a map of the southern continent, that would lead him to Danauxys' cottage as he arrived to Gariland. "...Should you remain unchanged, we are truly allies..." Oboureon mentioned with a slight grin as he turned himself away from the summoner, and embarked towards the southern gate with his blood red mantle swaying to and fro with each step he took.
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| Nystael (14:07) | "Damnit, damnit, damn!" Nystael swore as he hit the ground. He rolled to his feet and winced, rubbing his head, then looked up at what he'd tripped on, and swore again, but silently this time. The elf had two wicked-looking swords out, pointed in his general direction, and the woman was muttering something.
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| Nystael (14:08) | Nystael He recognized a spell, but couldn't do anything to stop it, and as she completed it he shimmered back into view. The elf's blades triangulated on his neck as he got to his feet.
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| Nystael (14:10) | "So, thief," the elf said, grimly, "what shall I cut off?" Nystael looked incredulously at him, but the elf didn't seem to be smiling. "Ummm...not thief, actually-" He gulped as the swords moved closer. The elf certainly knew what he was doing, and the woman was watching him carefully as well.
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| Ashuelot (14:10) | Ashuelot couldn't help but give an embarassed smile. " Well, um, there's a whole story behind that. I'm sorry. I hate when it happens it public. But I'm OK now! I...uh..dindn't catch your name?"
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| Nystael (14:12) | "Oh, lower your swords, you bloody idiot," the woman snapped. "If he's a thief he did no harm, and if he's not then we have no call to attack him, and either way we don't want the guards coming." She looked askance at Nystael. "If you're not a thief, then what are you?"
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| Skylaa (14:14) | Skylaa turned and tiled her head inquisitively at the man, his cheeks a bit flushed and obviously embarrassed. The scene itself brought out a rare chuckle from the mithra, something she didn't normally do. Regaining her composure she looked up at him, "Skylaa." she said quietly, her hands resting in her lap as the axe was beside her, as always as a few Conerian guards passed by them, snickering as they looked at her. Her eyes rolled, knowing all the little secrets people said as they pa
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| Skylaa (14:14) | Skylaa (c) passed her, her hearing that well.
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| Nystael (14:15) | "Eh...I'm a gambler, as it so happens. Gambler and student of ancient magics, though I try not to. Nystael." He left off the last name, at least at first. The woman raised an eyebrow. "Gambler?" "Yes. Gambler. As in, cards, coins, sleight of hand and amaze the eyes. Gambler." Nystael flourished his cape in a bow and came up holding his magical deck - the elf still hadn't put away his swords, after all.
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| Nystael (14:16) | Nystael "Aliara. This is Maradan." She indicated the elf, then gave a vexed sigh. "Will you put those damned things away already!" Still glaring suspiciously at the gambler, the elf sheathed his blades with slightly more force than was strictly necessary.
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| Nystael (14:18) | She turned back. "I make my way through the world as a cleric and healer. He's my balancer - he's a deathranger." "Deathranger?" ?Nystael was interested; he'd never hearf the term before. "Any different from-" "Yes. Very." The elf's words were curt and sharp, bitten off at the edges.
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| Nystael (14:21) | "Calm down, damnit!" Aliara hissed at him. 'This is a cleric? She swears more than I do!' Nystael thought. "Anyway, I apologize, but we've been on our feet for quite a long time, so if you'll excuse us...come, Maradan." She beckoned and turned back into the inn, where peace had been restored - the bouncers in the Dragon were quite skilled - and left the gambler standing in the snowm slightly bemused.
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| Nystael (14:24) | He'd had enough of the Dragon - Nystael decided to find a quieter place tosleep. He began trudging up the snowy street towards the main road, moving from puddle of lamplight to the vast seas of shadows.
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| Oboureon (14:26) | After hearing the travelling priest in Baron, To have to sit through and listen to another empty sermon full of empty works was not an interest of Oboureon. He wasn't near sure if he was prepared to take one whatever awaited him in Argades...but he knew that he must accomplish what was set out to do. As he approached the gate, he noticed a slight quarrel between a few people at the local tavern, but paid them no serious attention....
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| Nystael (14:30) | Nystael moved over to the gates, peroccupied, and tripped again. Looking up - at least he hadn't tripped over anyone this time - he swore softly one more time. "Damn..." standing over him was a man, in a crimson overcoat and black harness, bald but tatooed and looking at him impassively.
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| Swyvl (14:33) | The trees swayed back and forth with the wind as Swyvl continued his trek through the Eastern Forest. " I'm getting tired of missing all the fun and excitement, if something doesn't happen soon, I think I'm gonna have to start something myself!". Swyvl continued eastward without a destination.
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| Ashuelot (14:35) | "Skylaa" Ashuelot said, trying the name out He gave a happy smile and continued on "Nice name. Uh... I hope you aren't offened, but, why do you look kind of like a cat. I don't think I've met someone like you before" He quickly snapped his mouth shut, realizing that he was rambling on.
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| Skylaa (14:40) | Skylaa chuckled again, "A cat- more so a mithra sir." she said, nodding to him as she stood. "More of your questions I shall answer soon enough if you have more but I must collect a few things for my journey. Shall we meet here tomorrow at the same time? Maybe then, you can learn more of my 'cat-like' ways and life." she said with a laugh, curtsey's to the man with a smile which Skylaa never had and left, off to retrieve the things she needed.
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| Ashuelot (14:44) | Ashuegossip emote Ashuelot watched Skylaa leave, entranced. As she walked out of sight, he stood up andwalkedwho
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| Swyvl (14:49) | The wind from the west gentle blew through Swyvl's hair, picking up small bits of forest debris. " Where am I headed?" he thought. Swyvl stopped is slow paced walk and thought to himself some more. " Hell I don't even know I'll guess I just keep walking until I figured it out." He returned to his slow paced walk eastward through the forest.
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| Oboureon (14:53) | Oboureon's piercing green eyes locked momentarily with the grounded stranger's, as if to ask him, "what in the world are you doing?" Though never actually voicing it, he gracefully overstepped him, as his red mantle flourished into the air for a moment, until his feet were back on the cobbled ground. He glanced at the guards and nodded his head, threw on his hood, and strolled onto the dirt path passed the south gate.
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| Swyvl (14:56) | "FigaroLaranz..." Swyvl pondered. "Maybe Damcyan..it's been a while I been back home." he thought. "Yeah..thats it..i'll head to Damcyan..I wonder what has become of my old homeland." Swyvl quickened his pace as he now had a destination. He thought to himself the entire trip wondering what changes have been made since he last stepped foot here a year ago.
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| Nystael (14:57) | Nystael rolled to his feet and stood. There had been...something...about that man...something familiar...without even thinking, Nystael took off after the man and hailed him as he ran. "Hey! You! Hey!"
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| Oboureon (15:02) | Oboureon, having heard the voice behind of him - unknowingly if he was being addressed directly or not, stopped in his tracks, and turned his head around towards the direction that he had just left. The grounded man that he had just passed, perhaps? Oboureon glanced at him with sudden interest from under the veil of his red hood - shadows hiding the upper portion of his face. His stoicness was thick as he waited for the man to say what he needed to.
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| Oboureon (15:03) | Important should be the matter, as Oboureon didn't have much time to waste; His only concern at the moment was to see if he could catch a ship to Romanda.
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| Nystael (15:05) | Nystael raced up to the man and stopped. "You...that......I know that sigil..." Nystael peered at the man. His face was mostly hidden by the cloak but the one on the gauntlet was prominent. "Wow...Amak'Lazul? It is, isn't it?" Nystael watched the man carefully, saw the telltale signs. "I thought so. I've heard of you. Though, you might have heard of me as well...Myrist?"
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| Oboureon (15:13) | Oboureon removed his hood and began to squint intently at the stranger that called out his name. "...Another one of Atraexius' servants?" Oboureon wondered as he began to pay close attention to the man's features...but that couldn't be the case, as he did not wear the marking of their clan. Nor was he able to recall clearly anyone with the name of Myrist from his recollection...he became slightly tense, remembering a slight warning given to him recently.
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| Oboureon (15:15) | "...And yet, your complexion does not give you away." He muttered aloud. "...Who are you?" Oboureon asked the man, hoping that he would respond to him carefully.
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| Nystael (15:18) | 'Complexion? What's he talking about?' Nysteal faced the man oepnly. "Nystael, of the Myrist clan." No sign of recognition, though it was difficult to tell on this man's partially hidden, immpassive face. "You don't know of the Myrist? Huh, and I thought all these secret clans kept in touch? Maybe my dad's just a psycho. I thought so, anyway. But, back to the point...what are you doing so far from your home? Your clan generally stays together and close..."
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| Nystael (15:19) | Nystael But even as he...well, practically babbled, he kept one hand in easy reach of his magical deck.
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| Oboureon (15:22) | This was slightly a grave encounter. That one should know so much about his own family. What ties, he wondered, could he have had to Amak'lazul...Or could Myrist have once been Amak'lazul? There was no sure way to tell, Oboureon figured. For now, he eased himself, closed his eyes, and heaved a heavy burdened sigh from his lungs. "...It is dangerous for you to speak unfamiliar traits of Amak'lazul." He warned the stranger as he lifted his gaze back towards him.
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| Oboureon (15:25) | "...And yet to know of such implications." Oboureon stated as he began to rub his chin with his engloved iron hand, "...Would mean that you would understand also that...This mark that you see is definitely not a family insignia." He mentioned to the stranger, piecing together the slight confusion that was running amok in his own head.
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| Oboureon (15:26) | It was clear to Oboureon that these two have never met before. But still, he was quite curious as to how he was so knowledgeable about his family. "...Myrist you claimed?" He asked, hoping for elaboration.
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| Nystael (15:26) | No...not as such...more of a clan marking than family. Where people usually go wrong is in confusing the two as the same. Nystael said back.
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| Nystael (15:28) | "Yes. Myrist. I'll understand if you haven't heard of us; there are only a few left of what was once a powerful clan..." Nystael trailed off, then looked the man squarely in the eye and said, "What is now...a cursed clan."
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| Oboureon (15:30) | "...Can't say I've heard of it." Oboureon replied bluntly. "...Nor could I say I sympathize with the loss either."
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| Nystael (15:31) | "Heh...you wouldn't, would you? Amak'Lazul? What's your name, anyway?" Nystael shot back at the man.
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| Oboureon (15:37) | "...A common custom of the Myrist to demand names of people they think they know?" Oboureon chortled as he lifted his head, as though trying to remember what his mother used to call him - though he was thinking about how a person could know Amak'lazul and not realize that they were speaking to the only fleshborn child of that unity... "...Oboureon." He replied as he brought his impassive gaze towards the strange man's.
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| Nystael (15:41) | "Nah, that's just me." Nystael grinned at him. "Oboureon. Oboureon..." He racked his brains for a moment but couldn't attach any meaning to the name. It could just be a name, after all. "Well, Oboureon...may I ask what brings an Amak'Lazul so far from his home? Clannish as you guys are, it'd take something important...perhaps I could help?"
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| Oboureon (15:46) | Oboureon stared silently at the stranger for a slight second. There was a slight urge that wanted to blow him out of his presence...and yet, there was a part of him that was annoyingly humored by the fact that someone from this region actually thought they knew about his family. What could it hurt. Perhaps, even, Oboureon could use him to find out more about the High Priest of Argades... "...How familiar are you with the customs of Glabados?x" He inquired.
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| Swyvl (15:58) | approaching Damcyan, Swyvl spots a small sign. "Festival: Fun for All Just west of Damcyan". "HrmA festivalhow could I not have fun there" He thought. "Damcyan can wait it won't be going anywhere.". Swvyl quick detoured from his route to Damcyan and ventured west towards the lights and the sounds.
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| Nystael (16:03) | "The Glabados church..." Nystael thought for a moment. "The Church was responsible for the rise and fall of empires and worlds...but what does that have to do with the Amak'Lazul?" Nystael was puzzled.
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| Ilfirin (16:06) | Ilfirin finally made up his mind to follow Oboureon on his quest. He gathered his things, then ran off to the south to catch him before he left. "Wait! I have decided to accompany you on your journey.", he said as he caught up with him.
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| Nystael (16:10) | 'Another one?' Nystael spun, still seemingly relaxed, but his hand staryed a frcation of an inch closer to his magical deck.
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| Ilfirin (16:14) | Ilfirin looked upon the gambler that seemed to have joined his new friend. "Hello. My name is Ilfirin. And you would be...?"
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| Oboureon (16:15) | Oboureon quickly glanced towards the direction of the voice called off from afar. Squinting slightly, he realized that it was the summoner that he had just goten through talking with not too long ago. Just great, he thought to himself. These people must not value life as they should...
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| Nystael (16:16) | "Nystael Myrist." He bowed, and slipped a card through his fingers as he straightened up. Friendly as this guy seemed, it was now possibly 2 on 1..."Gambler and student of ancient magic. Pleased t'meetcha."
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| Oboureon (16:18) | "If you're willing to make an enemy of the Glabados religion..." Oboureon sighed as he shrugged his shoulders. "...There we will find High Priest Euchaestrius.' He mentioned.
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| Oboureon (16:18) | Oboureon: "...In the region of Romanda."
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| Nystael (16:21) | He turned back to Oboureon. "The High Priest...you're going after him? You sure don't mess around when you pick your targets..." Nystael considered for a moment. "Romanda...'s quite a ways..." He rubbed his chin unconcernedly, then looked back and asked, still in the same casual tone, "I take it you're knocking him off. Can I ask why?"
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| Oboureon (16:25) | "It is no concern of yours." Oboureon replied as he glinted back towards the Myrist out of the corner of his eyes. "I would advise you stay away from Amak'lazul if you concern your wellbeing." He warned.
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| Ilfirin (16:28) | Ilfirin: "So when do we leave?", Ilfirin responded. "While I thank you for your concern, my well-being is my own to worry about. So if you don't mind, I would like to come along with you."
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| Nystael (16:29) | "Thanks for the warning..." 'Oh, Damn! That marking...it's not Amak'Lazul, it's Ozore! I'm suprised he didn't kill me straight out for the mistake...' Nystael smiled. "Fair enough. I'm with Ilfirin, then...let's get going!"
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| Oboureon (16:36) | Oboureon turned his head to look at the summoner, and then back at the other strange man. What was to occur next was beyond Oboureon; why was he attracting so much attention, he wondered. And who invited him?! "...Condiser the worth of your own lives." Oboureon responded stoicly to them both as he began to walk the dirt path south, not seeming to care whether or not the summoner or the other man followed him at all. "...A ship departs from the southern docks to Romanda.
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| Nystael (16:39) | "Intersting fellow, him," Nystael remarked cheerfully to the summoner, and began walking. He was following a man out to kill, who probably wouldn't rest until his revenge was complete, or something like that, simply because...because...well, because he wanted to learn about his own clan's mysterious past. Who knew? Maybe the church would have answers...
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| Ilfirin (16:48) | "He is indeed", Ilfirin replied as he set off down the road after the the two of them. "And this ought to be quite the interesting journey."
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| Oboureon (17:02) | It would come time for them to arrive on the pier, where a bunch of sailors were loading supply crates onto the ship via a ramp. Oboureon noticed that the man with the golden cane and the brilliant blue coat giving orders must have been the captain of the vessel. He apporoached him with a greeting, and began to inquire about the water vessel, a fine wooden beauty of marvellous craftsmanship. "...Does this boat head to Romanda?" He questioned.
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| Oboureon (17:07) | The captain wiggled his nose a bit - his great mustache wiggling with the motions of his face, "Yup yup." He replied as he extended his hand out to Oboureon, expecting him to pay his fare before he boarded. "That'll be 1000G." He mentioned. What an outrageous price for a trip across the sea, he muttered. But there was no quicker way that he'd be able to arrive in Romanda, so he dug inside of his belt pouch...
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| Oboureon (17:07) | ...And pulled out two brilliant gold coins and placed them in the Captain's hand. The man then ushered the three upon the ship. Oboureon motioned to the summoner and the other strange fanatic as he walked the wooden plank to board the ship to Romanda.
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| Ilfirin (17:10) | Upon boarding the ship, Ilfirin immediatly went to his room to drop off his things. He then set about exploring the boat.
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| Kylanna (22:54) | Kylanna: sho
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| Keelee (23:32) | After traveling for what seemed a while, Keelee found herself in some sort of forest on the eastern outskirts of Damcyan, a few passer byers walking by her as she stopped and looked east and west from where she stood. "Where am I?" she asked herself, not sure. She was just simply a traveler around these parts, though soon she knew she'd have to find her way back to Coneria, she had to make sure that man she was caring for, Galy for short she called him, was healed, it was her job and sh
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| Keelee (23:32) | Keelee (c)she wanted too.
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| Azerath (23:36) | Azerath pushed a branch aside and peered out at the street that linked Coneria to Damcyan. The boy was just wandering about the forest as he normally did, having cought sight of some travelers the elementalist let curiousity get the best of him and deiced to investigate.
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| Keelee (23:38) | Keelee stood straight up and began walking more into the forest, the bells along her ankles jingling a bit. If she was hiding from someone, it would be near impossible with the melody she produced as she walked, easy to give her away."I hope this forest is easy to maneuverer through."she thought out loud, walking a bit more as a branch got caught on her robes, tugging the branch finally gave and snapped, tearing her blue robes a bit. "Damn..w she muttered, looking over the fabric o
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| Keelee (23:39) | Keelee (c) of her just newly tailored robes.
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| Azerath (23:42) | A traveler that had strayed from the pack caught Azerath's eye. He followed this one with his eyes, moving slowly closer and closer until noone else was around. The bells on her ankle were a curious thing, the sound of them made the boy..almost cheerful.
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| Keelee (23:46) | She kept walking through the forest, the nature and everything about it made her feel at home, it was so beautiful to the young elven mage. "And no one here to disturb me." Keelee said out loud, ducking under a tree branch as she walked under it, moving on through the forest. The bells on her feet jingling away, a smile planted on her lips which was quite peculiar for her.
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| Azerath (23:51) | Azerath followed the curious jingle for some time. Finally, having spent the past few moments to build up the courage, Azerath approached the girl. His footsteps were silent, he made not a sound until he was directly behind the mage, he reached out slowly and cautiously, grabbed ahold of the girls sleeve, and gave it a light tug.
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| Keelee (23:54) | Keelee jumped, turning around and somehow bumping into the stranger, "Oh my!" she said in a startled tone, trying to calm herself but kept her eyes on the man. Her cheeks went a bit flushed, wondering just how long he was there and if he heard her talking to herself or worse, the melody her bells always played. "uh....hi there." she said quietly.
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| Vaste (23:56) | Vaste: Vaste strolled down the streets of Coneria, with no particular place to go. A half finished frosted strudel hanging from his mouth, life got interesting when he found the Muffin Man.
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| Azerath (23:58) | The boy also jumped back, though no sign of surprised crossed his face, it instead help a blank expression, as though no happyness or sadness every affected him. Azerath didn't speak, he simply stared up at the mage with his large violet eyes. When the girl shifted feet he would glance down at the bells, intriegued by them.
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| Vaste (23:58) | Vaste: Vaste looked into his old haunt, Ruga's Cafe... Ruga was still bustling around serving patrons various dishes, but her cheesecake didn't go out as often. A sense of betrayal passed over Vaste and he entered the Cafe and purchased the bulk of her cheesecakes.
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| Vaste (00:00) | Vaste: Continuing his stroll down the road, Vaste stopped at the fountain and sat down to eat his newly purchased cheesecakes.
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| Keelee (00:01) | Her eyes followed his, looking down at her ankles, the bells still dangling some. "Uh, Im sorry- did the music bother you?" Keelee asked the stranger, standing up and tugging on her robes some, trying to look at least somewhat presentable, her feet fidgeting a bit, staring at the man.
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| Vaste (00:04) | Vaste: Finishing enough cheesecake to have the rest fit in his packsack, Vaste headed off down the rest of the road. After some time, he came across a woman dressed in the robes of a white mage and an elementalist. Both were staring at the cleric's ankle bells.
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| Azerath (00:05) | Azerath looked up at the girl, his expression still a blank. He shoke his head in response to her question. He looked back down at the bells once more, then knelt down and picked up a nut the size and shape of the bells wore on the girls feet. He examined the object a moment..then gave it a good shake. Nothing. He looked back down at the bells, then back to the nut, giving it another shake. Again nothing.The boys eyes narrowed slightly as though annoyed.
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| Vaste (00:06) | Vaste: Vaste watched the elementalist stoop to pick something up from the ground and he gave critical looks to both whatever he picked up and bells around the cleric's ankles.
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| Vaste (00:07) | Vaste: Vaste stepped forward a little, curious about what it was that drew the elementalist's attention. "What's that in yer hand?"
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| Keelee (00:07) | Keelee watched him, her eyebrows arched and wondering what he was up too. She watched him pick up a nut, trying to make the melody appear as did her bells along her ankles she assumed. As he tossed them down and realizing it wasn't there she smirked a bit, reaching in her robes and pulling an extra bell out. "Here." she said, extending her hand out with the small silver bell within for the man. Off in the distance, her ears stood up as she heard someone else approaching.
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| Vaste (00:09) | Vaste: Vaste popped another strudel into his mouth and chewed contentedly as he watched the cleric hand him a little bell.
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| Vaste (00:09) | Vaste: Vaste popped another strudel into his mouth and chewed contentedly as he watched the cleric hand -the elementalist- a little bell.
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| Azerath (00:11) | The boy eyed the bell suspiciously, his hand reached out very slowly toward it. He prodded the silver bell with a finger, and at the sound of the ringing he eagerly freed it from her outstretched hand. Azerath turned the bell over a few times then gave it a good shake befor nodded his head in approval and carefulyl placeing it in a pouch. That's when he decided to accknowledge the other person who had arrived. He turned slowly, once more not alarmed, and gazed in the direction of the man,
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| Vaste (00:12) | Vaste: Vaste watched the bell change hands and a questioning look presented itself on his face for a moment, only to be replaced by a shrug and another strudel in his mouth.
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| Vaste (00:12) | Vaste: Vaste held up another strudel, and said "Should try these, little shack near Fabul sells them."
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| Keelee (00:14) | Keelee watched as the boy took the bell, shaking it and looking it over and assuming it met his approval as he tucked it away. Her head tilted as well as the man approached, giving him an awkward look. She went from being totally alone in a forest to now surrounded by two strange men. The afternoon was sure shaping up to be pretty strange.
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| Vaste (00:16) | Vaste: Vaste caught a bewildered look from the cleric and he unconsiously inspected his karate gi. The strudel had left crumbs all over it, brushing them off Vaste realised it wasn't so much that he looked strange, his appearance in the forest was odd. He chuckled absent-mindedly and said "Heard something over here and came to see what was goin' on."
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| Azerath (00:18) | Azerath stared at the newcomer for a while, studying the man. He did not seem any real threat, but if the girl happen to attack also... Azerath took a few steps back allowing him to keep an eye on both people at the same time. He looked back toward the mage, sizing her up, then did the same to the other man.
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| Keelee (00:20) | Keelee blinked, turning to leave but stopped, looking over her shoulder. The two men looked friendly but she knew men, and being around them just made her sick to her stomach. "Was there something you men needed?" she asked, walking a bit away from the two, the melody beginning again as she moved, her small hands twisting and turning at her sides in the material of her robes.
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| Vaste (00:21) | Vaste: "Not really, was making friends with more strudel when i heard bells and voices." He shrugged, and wiped strudel crumbs from his lips.
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| Azerath (00:22) | Azerath shoke his head, placing a hand on the pouch that held the bell. "..thank you.." He suddenly spoke out, for the first time since their encounter.
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| Vaste (00:22) | Vaste: Vaste unconsiously began swaying in time with the cleric's steps, and caught himself partway through. The melody was quite catchy.
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| Keelee (00:24) | Keelee nodded to the newest stranger, looking to the other for his reply as she stopped, leaning against an old oak tree for balance as she waited, her foot tapping on the ground and blinking idly, keeping her eyes off the men almost entirely. Men themselves made her nervous. Sick to her stomach but if they understood why, maybe they wouldn't be so harsh to her when she always backed away from them.
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| Vaste (00:26) | Vaste: Vaste noticed the cleric was nervous, and he glanced back and forth between himself and the quiet elementalist. Nodding to himself, Vaste turned into the undergrowth with a wave. "Strudels make me curious I guess... Must remember that, along with cheesecake induced speed."
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| Azerath (00:28) | Azerath too was prepared to make his exit. He bowed toward the mage, then simply nodded in the other mans direction. As he turned to leave, he withdrew the bell from his pouch and gave it a jingle. When the boy was out of sight, the faint jingle could still be heard for a little time, then that too was silent.
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| Vaste (00:29) | Vaste: Vaste stopped in the brush for a moment, looked over his shoulder and vanished into the undergrowth.
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| Vaste (00:31) | Vaste: Vaste passed in behind the cleric, muttering to himself about a large river that way.
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| Vaste (00:32) | Vaste: Vaste sat in the middle of the pathway, and contemplated a map he'd made.
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| Vaste (00:34) | Vaste: Vaste grumbled to himself and looked up at the moon. "Forget it, it can wait till morning." He climbed into a tree and sat on one of the branches. He looked back down at the cleric. "What's making you so nervous anyway?"
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| Keelee (00:35) | Keelee noticed the two men left and shrugged, good riddance she thought as she headed off in the forest deeper. She had to find her way back to Coneria, she had someone to watch over and make sure he healed right, even if he refused her care, just something she had to do. "Now which way.." she asked herself, stopping for a moment to look at a few trees, some marks on them that looks almost familiar, like she had been in this forest before, a long time ago. She nearly jumped and smacked
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| Keelee (00:36) | Keelee (c) her head on a tree as a voice spoke, scaring the daylights out of her. Looking up she saw the stranger in a tree, "How did..you was just..hi!" she said, confused how he moved so silently and quick without her noticing, her mind must really be somewhere else. "Its nothing, not nervous.." she said in a mutter, looking around.
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| Vaste (00:37) | Vaste: Vaste rolled his eyes and leaned forward in the branch. "Come on, I may be wandering in the forest with a faulty map, but I can read people's body language quite well." He grabbed at his sack of cheesecake and lashed it to the branch above him.
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| Keelee (00:40) | She shrugged, "Im not nervous stranger, thank you." Keelee said, looking a bit annoyed but then again that was always her look, he was a man after all. Without another word she ventured off a bit farther, looking around at the tree's around her, her hands running over one as her eyes closed. A sudden feeling of her being here again before overcame her, a small gasp soon heard after slipping through her lips. With a sigh she looked up and around her again, wondering where to go, and why
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| Keelee (00:40) | Keelee (c) memories were suddenly overwhelming her.
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| Vaste (00:42) | Vaste: Vaste watched the cleric walk off after politely rebuffing his questions and as she brushed her hand on a tree she sighed and looked up at the sky. "Okay, now you're seriously making me curious." Vaste said, dropping from the tree and going over to the cleric. "You look like you might know this place.."
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| Vaste (00:44) | Vaste: As Vaste got close enough to pick up more details, he noticed the shape of her ears. They were pointed like an elves. 'She's an elf?!' he thought to himself, 'Wow, what're the chances of that?'
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| Keelee (00:45) | Keelee ignored his words for a while, looking around as she was in deep thought before turning to him. "Was there something you needed sir?" she asked, her tone a bit calm but her eyes read something else. Sighing she tilted her head, "And...I'm not sure if I do or not." she lied, walking a bit farther into the trees as her fingertips brushed across a flower blossoming on the ground beside her as she passed, the petals weaving into her fingers delicately.
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| Vaste (00:47) | Vaste: Vaste shook his head, and put his hands on his hips. "Yeah, now that I think about it, I'd like to know what it is that's makin' me so curious about you. First you were nervous around me and the elementalist, now you look like someone who hasn't been somewhere since they were really young."
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| Keelee (00:50) | She smirked, "Full of questions aren't you." Keelee said with a snicker, closing her eyes again and taking in the nature around here, feeling right at home. Another sigh slipped from her lips as she slowly opened her eyes, glancing over the forest, tree's of all different types soaring high into the blue skies above, a beatific day it was. The breeze warm, the wind just right. She continued on walking, her hand brushing against the bark of the tree's she walked by slowly, the bells arou
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| Keelee (00:50) | Keelee (c) around her ankles jingling again.
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| Vaste (00:51) | Vaste: "Yes, especially with all the sighing." said Vaste, absent-mindedly running a hand through his green hair.
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| Vaste (00:52) | Vaste: "If you ask me, you look like you've found home and don't know it."
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| Vaste (00:53) | Vaste: "Or you're not certain..." said Vaste as he plucked a strawberry from a bush and popped it into his mouth.
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| Keelee (00:54) | Another shrug came from the mage, "Not exactly.." she said, moving through the forest and looking around her the entire time, a bit of sunlight coming from the north as she peeked her head out of the tree's, the area looking somewhat familiar to her as she looked over her shoulder at the man, "You sure do eat alot..stranger." Keelee said with a snicker.
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| Vaste (00:56) | Vaste: "I sure get hungry alot... Had a chemist and a cleric check me over. Said it was normal for someone my age to have food in one hand, weapon in the other and have nothing to show for either hand.", replied Vaste, sitting on a stump.
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| Keelee (00:59) | "I see..." Keelee said, nodding to the man before she turned and leaped through the tree's landing somewhere on the outskirts of some village, unsure of which one she followed the path, eager to see where it lead her. But she couldn't travel long, she had to get back to Coneria, if she could find her way there.
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| Vaste (01:01) | Vaste: Vaste sneezed and in the split second he took his eyes off the cleric... she was gone. "What the deuce?" Vaste stood up and peered around in the forest. "And I thought I was sneaky when it came to disappearing..."
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| Vaste (01:02) | Vaste: Vaste shrugged and randomly picked a direction, hoping it lead to home. After grabbing his sack from the tree, he resumed his traipsing across Ivalice, claw in one hand, strudel in the other and nothing to show for any of it.
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| Keelee (01:03) | Keelee stopped and rested on the side of the path, crossing her legs under her robes as her hands rested in her lap. She wasn't sure where she was but she knew she had to get back to Coneria. Perhaps if someone passed she could ask them for directions. Unlike men, asking for directions didnt bother her.
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| Anatsol (17:25) | Once in a while, masses of people flock to Figaro. These people are drawn by one thing, for one cause. Technology. The streets of Figaro are PACKED tight, like a trout in a sardine can. Well, maybe not quite that bad, but it was still crowded. So crowded that even little Anatsol was feeling a little uncomfortable. The real cause for the crowding was to see the latest advancements in esper-friendly techonology.
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| Anatsol (17:25) | Tables and booths were lined up on both sides of the streets all throughout the kingdom of Figaro. Engineers and would-be inventers showing off their equipment to would-be investors. Anatsol, however, was more consumed in the number of people than the actual displays, however alluring to a child they may have been.
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| Kupopao (17:29) | Kupopao grunts and growls as he's shoved about, trying to get a chance to even see anything. He glares frusteratedly, and eventually just floats up above the huge crowd. "Urngh, it's so crowded, I can't stand this many people. Especially since they're so inconsiderate... Kupo..." he lets out a sigh of relief while looking around at all of the different stands, and things. All the merchants try to peddle their useless junk to naive and gullible wealthy people
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| Jager (17:31) | Away from the larger part of the bustle stood this unruly caller, choosing to instead look at the less popular booths. Jagers eyes gazed over the crowd, seeing if there was anyone or anything of intrest, his eyes widened as he saw the Moogle....he....loved....moogles....
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| Ashuelot (17:31) | Winding through the noisy crowd, Ashuelot was deep in thought, his eyes focused onto the ground before him. He didn't understand any of this 'technology ' stuff, it was well beyond him. He stopped short suddenly as a couple of kids almost got tangled around his legs. They barely gave him a second glance before running on. Ashuelot couldn't help but give a little smile as they went. The carefree ways of kids always made him happy.
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| Anatsol (17:32) | Many of the people, atleast people of considerable intelligence and small pocketbooks, were flocking towards one of the larger, if not the largest display near the center of the kingdom. A display of robots wielding a variety of shapes, sizes, and unusual features. Robotic frogs were among the smaller, more wonderful interesting ones, while there were larger, near dragon and warmech sized robots. Anatsol found himself there eventually.
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| Kupopao (17:34) | Kupopao just fluttered along while following the direction of the crowd, most of them seemed to be flocking to the castle, so that's probably where the most interesting things are. "Kupo Kupo! I hope I didn't come all this way for nothing!" He quickens his pace while heading into the castle, being driven soley by curiosity.
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| Ashuelot (17:35) | His concentration now broken, Ashuelot looked up to see some of the displays at the booths. Large chunks of metal, some of them closely resembling animal, and even people! He was astounded at the ones that were even moving. He nonchalantly wandered over to get a closer look at some.
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| Jager (17:35) | Jager was driven by a completley different reason, he was compelled to follow this moogle, why? Simply because he thought they were adorable. he easily made his way through the crowd, but the moogle could easily escape his gaze since it was flying above him.
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| Anatsol (17:36) | Anatsol marveled at the small robots. Especially the frogs. The tiny joints and pumps making the clump of metal seem alive, and real, although it was terribly ugly. How was it that these .. people could give life to someone inanimate? Had they discovered the secrets of life and death? It made him more curious than the devices themselves.
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| Kupopao (17:39) | Kupopao has made it to his destination, and lets out a 'kupo!' of excitement. Since he could just flutter about without having to worry about other people, it made things much easier when he wanted to look at the more popular machines. "Kupo! This is amazing! These strange things are moving on their own!"
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| Anatsol (17:40) | Anatsol huffed at the moogle's words jealously. "They're not that great."
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| Jager (17:42) | Jager followed the kupo until the flying creature stopped, obviously intrested by something! He followed his gaze and saw the machines. In his time he had seen things like that, so it wasnt as big to him as to others, but so many in suck a small place was. He took the moogle's lack of movement as a perfect chance to get closer.
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| Kupopao (17:43) | Kupopao looks down at the person who spoke to him. He floats down and lands on his shoulder, tilting his head to the side at the young man. "You do not like these, kupo?" His voice hints more dissapointment than anything else.
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| Anatsol (17:44) | Anatsol stammered. While he thrilled in the design and creativity involved, he felt belittled for his own talents. "They're not as good as the real thing."
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| Jager (17:46) | Jager moved towards the moogle and the person he had rested on, wondering if they were friends or aquaintencies. He stopped right beside them, wondering if they would notice him.
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| Kupopao (17:48) | Kupopao could here a slight tinge of jelousy in his voice, though he didn't mention anything of it. "Well of course they aren't, kupo. But just think, if we can make things like this now? People will be making dragons, and chimeras! Maybe even other moogles!"
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| Anatsol (17:49) | Anatsol pointed reluctantly at the dragon and warmech robots.
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| Jager (17:51) | Jager watched the moogle seem to get mad or jealous or something, "so adorable" He murmurred to himself. But if anyone was listening closely enough they would be able to hear him as well, he fidgeted with a small chain he kept with him at all times.
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| Kupopao (17:52) | Kupopao's eyes widen at the sight. "Wow! I didn't even see that! Maybe if we can continue this, so many people won't have to die in battles. Not that I'm the peacekeeper kinda moogle, but to knock a few off the bodycounts of each war wouldn't be half bad... Kupo... Don't you agree?"
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| Anatsol (17:54) | "What do you think something like that would do?" Anatsol asked, looking to the warmech. "Do you think it would only fight other cheap junk like itself?"
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| Anatsol (17:57) | "Taking all bets!" shouted one of the engineers. "Beat my creations and win big!" Anatsol turned his head to the engineer and sighed, remarking simply with "See?"
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| Kupopao (17:59) | Kupopao nodded a little while also watching the large machine. "I suppose you are right... Don't think I ever got your name Kupo" He looked over to the man who began shouting out about his machine. "I bet that could be good!" He flashed a toothy grin when looking back to the man.
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| Anatsol (18:01) | Anatsol watched as the first person approached the engineer, followed by a few others. People started both placing bets and signing up for the challenge. It wasn't long before a space was cleared between onlookers and participants. The child-like artificer frowned. "Names arn't important."
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| Kupopao (18:06) | jerked his head back at the answer "Well of course they are, I wouldn't be able to adress you! Well kupo, my name's Kupopao! It's nice to meet you though. I wonder how tough this machine is. We should go check it out." He gave a glance back at the machine once more, hoping he'd agree.
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| Anatsol (18:10) | Anatsol shrugged, disenchanted by the machinery with mild jealously and obvious distaste for this kind of sport. "Sure. I guess that wouldn't be so bad."
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| Kupopao (18:15) | Kupopao nodded happily, and waited for you to walk since he was taking a break and resting on your shoulders."Kupo kupo! I wonder how much he's giving away if it's beaten!"
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| Anatsol (18:17) | "Are you going to go try to beat them?" Anatsol asked, more or less without care for the moogle on his shoulders.
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| Kupopao (18:19) | Kupopao grinned to him and nodded. "Oh yeah! I just want to check things out first. Make sure this thing won't kill me right off the bat..." After mentioning that, the moogle let out a nervous gulp.
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| Anatsol (18:21) | The dragon robot's body lets out a mechanical roar, soon after someone in armor goes flying off into the crowd. Anatsol stopped and watched the person fall into the other people, then wandered towards the source of it through the masses of people. "Lets go this way."
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| Kupopao (18:23) | Kupopao nodded lightly, staring at the supposed source of these 'flying people' His eyes were fixed on that location, his confidence seemed to drain out in mere moments. "Kupo... If it does that to a person... What'll it do to me!?
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| Anatsol (18:24) | "Hey, we're only looking, remember? Besides. Maybe they'll wear it down enough for you." Anatsol said, pushing through the crowd until he was in the front of the circle. Another contestant stepped up, a bit more reluctant than Kupopao was after having seen what it did to the other person.
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| Kupopao (18:28) | Kupopao nodded to him when attempting to reassure the little moogle. He watched intently, trying to spot out what the mechanical monster would do to the next poor soul that stood up to it and it's creator.
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| Anatsol (18:33) | Within moments, the next piece of competition was grappled by the robotic dragon's jaws and tossed away again, like a frisbee into the crowd of people. The toss was followed by a crash, and yet one less person to join in on the fight. Anatsol looked closely at the robotic dragon, then glanced up to the moogle. "We can take him."
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| Kupopao (18:37) | Kupopao gulpped once more while staring at it. "You'd fight it with me?" The look of confidence that once doned the moogle's face returned quickly, and he hopped off the boy's shoulder. He patted down the many pockets in his trench coat before finding his trusty deck of cards. "Alright then, kupo! Let's give it a shot!"
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| Anatsol (18:41) | Anatsol pushed alongside the circle so that he could reach the engineer. Quietly, he shifted infront of the next in line with moogle in tow. "We'd like to be next." he said. The engineer looked at the two, then simply laughed.
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| Kupopao (18:42) | Kupopao let out a low growl, though it probably wasn't even heard. "We're not joking, we want to fight it Kupo!" He shouted at the engineer.
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| Anatsol (18:46) | The engineer looked at the duo and find them to be quite a pair. He raised his hand to his robot and waved at it, then shouted to the crowd. "Ladies and gentlefolk! Our next 'champions' will be fighting togeather against the horrifying dragon robot! All bets to be placed now on shrimp and furball!" Anatsol, without much needing to be said, was not amused.
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| Kupopao (18:49) | Kupopao glared at the man, then looked to anatsol. "We need to completely destroy this thing... This man needs to know not to underestimate a moogle or a boy! Kupo!" The moogle started toward the circle where they would be fighting this dragon machine. "I've fought the real thing before, this can't be too different!"
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| Anatsol (18:51) | The crowd started laughing to as Anatsol navigated himself into the circle of people with moogle still in tow. The dragon robot lowered its head, arms, and bent its legs slightly, as if it were about to just sit down. The engineer shouted to them. "Go get him, tiger!"
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| Kupopao (18:55) | Kupopao had grown even more angry when the beast acted as though they were no threat at all. He held his deck close, thinking that it might be some kind of diversion. "We've got this kupo..." He uttered quietly while staring down their opponent.
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| Anatsol (18:59) | "Maybe.. we'd be better off if you were not on my shoulders." Anatsol complained, glancing up to his moogle companion.
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| Kupopao (19:04) | Kupopao blinked a couple times before hopping off. "Oh, kupo... Heh sorry." He said before looking back to the large dragon. "Is it just gonna sit there waiting for us...?"
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| Anatsol (19:06) | Anatsol glanced back to the snickering engineer, then muttered to the moogle. "It wouldn't be right for him to hurt a moogle and a kid, would it? He's doing it on purpose."
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| Kupopao (19:11) | Kupopao huffed. "Well he's making a big mistake!" He shouted and drew a card from his deck. Without even looking at the card he drew, he hurled it at the beast hoping that it'll hit its mark.
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| Anatsol (19:13) | Anatsol, although the robot was most certainly passive, seemed concerned. He lifted his tiny hand and guided his palm infront of his vision of the robot. Electricity sparked off of the child's robes and swirled down his arm, then lept from his fingertips. The magic zapped the dragon and.. jumpstarted it. Kupopao's cards hit the mechanical monstrosity just as its red eyes came to life. The engineer seemed just as shocked as his creation.
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| Anatsol (19:13) | Not because Anatsol or Kupopao were skilled, but more along the lines that the dragon was now out of his control. The beast roared out and shifted on its metal limbs. The engineer shouted "Oh no, it's out of control!" but the crowd obliviously played along with the joke without a punchline and laughed at the efforts of the two.
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| Anatsol (19:18) | "No one must step forward for someone to become a hero." Anatsol said, watching as the dragon rose to tower over them. "Everyone else needs just to stand back." The child lifted his arms and, in a swirl of smoke, grew transparent, if not entirely invisible leaving the moogle seemingly alone.
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| Kupopao (19:19) | Kupopao took a few steps back when the machine let out an artificial roar. It sounded as though gears and cogs grinded together deliberatly to make the erie sound. When the man shouted about it being out of control, the concern only pooled more in the moogle's gullet. He glanced over to where Anatsol should've been, only to find nothing.-
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| Anatsol (19:21) | Anatsol, having apparently vanished, left Kupopao to fend for himself against the robotic monstrosity. The beast lumbered forth, its well oiled metal joints gliding along smoothly as it stomped toward the significantly smaller-than-itself moogle, metal jaws and stainless claws poised for the attack.
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| Kupopao (19:28) | Kupopao takes a few more steps back, although it didn't compensate for the large steps of the mechanical beast. He shook his head, and with a flick of his wrist, a card seemed to just appear in his hand. He glanced at it and smirked for a moment, before chucking it the enemy. If this card struck, it would glow for a short period of time before bursting into flames.
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| Anatsol (19:31) | Anatsol The well oiled joints of the beast did what anything that was well oiled did. It burst into flames. The circuits on the inside of the beast grew far too hot far too rapidly and eventually, it was a very bad thing. A steaming, almost screaming type sound came from the thing's torso section. The thing, despite its damage, continued on, but more and more slowly than before. The crowd cheered suddenly, as if it were all part of the show.
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| Kupopao (19:34) | Kupopao grinned as the thing burst into flames and seemed to let out a roar of defeat. "Kupo kupo! I got... It...?" To his dissapointment, the thing still made its way closer ever closer. The little moogle was out of room to back up as well. The people would be put in danger if he fled to the crowd. "...Not good, kupo..."
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| Anatsol (19:37) | Anatsol The screaming grew louder inside of the thing's body. Suddenly, it didn't seem so mechanical. A glow emitted from the beast's stomach, then up through its meshy body and out its mouth. A strange, swirling mass of light and air popped out of it and said, with an extremely high pitched voice. "That's hot!"
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| Swyvl (23:07) | The sights and sound of the festival wear joy to Swyvl's eyes and ears. He had been looking for some fun and excitment and now finally found some. "I wonder if they have cotton candy..it's been a long while since i've had some." he thougth to himself. He moved onto the Festival Grounds like a a kid in a theme park.
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| Swyvl (23:10) | Several kids ran by him, ballons in tow. THey laughed and joked before running of to the next attraction. Swyvl quickly ajusted his mask that rested atop his head as to not lose it. " now where is the snack stand?" he thought, surveying the shops set up around him.
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| Swyvl (23:13) | As he glanced over the shops, Swyvl begain to take a mental check list of the different types of shops and location for future browsing. " Face painting, Pets, Ballon, Freak show, Snac.." He suddenly stopped, as he had spotted his target. WIth his destination in site he weed the the passing children and made his way across the grounds.
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| Swyvl (23:19) | Swyvl The snack shop was being ran by a little elderly man who had to be atleast a thousand years old. "Popcorn..Sonny?" the eldery man asked as I approached. "No..thats alright." I replied. " Do you have any Cotten Candy?" I asked. The elderly man's eyes brightened up as he responded, "Of course...Red or Blue?".
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| Swyvl (23:24) | "Blue" Swyvl responded. "OK...sonny, here you go." the eldery man stated as he handed Swyvl a small cloud of blue sugar on a stick. " That'll be 15gil.."the elderly man stated leaving his hand out for payment. Swyvl quickly handed the man his due gil and sped off to enjoy the rest of the festival.
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| Sat May 5 |
| Oboureon (00:32) | It had been some time since the boat to Romanda lifted anchor, departing from the docks south of Coneria, slicing gracefully upon the surface of the sea as the westerlies guided the vessel eastward. Oboureon, contemplating the events that would contend with as soon as they reached Romanda and the Church of Argades, stood silently along the higher deck of the ship, gazing out at what seemed to be an endless world of blue water running against the horizon.
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| Oboureon (00:41) | The sea mist hit his face as miniature waves crashed against the wooden planks of the ship...the air was mixed with the scent of the vast ocean and the faint polished deck, overtaken by the former. The fluffed white gods that sat in the sky seemed to hover above the blue horizon from a distance. The sun peered through the permission of the white cotton sky gods...Been a while since he had steady boat ride, Oboureon quietly thought to himself.
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| Oboureon (00:52) | In his contemplation, what seemed to trouble Oboureon's heart the most, if internally trouble could stir up such a heart at all, was the reason that Amak'lazul would seek out Euchaestrius. While it was once believed that they were and still are a very religious people, for what reason did they seek him? If Kouruku was speaking the truth to Oboureon back in Coneria, perhaps this was setup in preparation previously to cause impedence...
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| Oboureon (00:55) | ...For it was not but as unto recent events that Oboureon became familiar of the High Priest's activity. Having reasearched the family tree of Amak'lazul - the strong ties in the region of Romanda with the Glabados faith gave to Oboureon particular clues of Euchaestrius' recent activities. Documents written under the grace of the Arch Bishop were to be signed by the High Priest, wheras his old name, he no longer gives tribute to signature.
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| Oboureon (00:59) | Only now under the new name, does he reveal his unforgiveable sin. To find out the truth behind the scheme of Glabados was Oboureon's current mission now, and to possibly rectify the wrong that his clansmen have committed...by trying to hide and preserve their lives by investing through recruitment family members through the ranks of the Glabados faith. No mortal can hide under the gilded will of Ajora...Oboureon's decision became more resolute as he gave more contemplation over the matte
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| Ilfirin (01:00) | Ilfirin wandered about the boat, finding little for him to enjoy. The sky, though, was beautiful. He felt as though he could stand there and stare at the wispy purple twilight sky as the sun slowly set. After a bit, he noticed Oboureon standing on the deck, and walked over to him. "So, what's on your mind this wonderful night?", he said with a questioning hand gesture.
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| Oboureon (01:04) | Still leaning against the railing of the upper deck, Oboureon turned his head slightly towards the direction of which came the familiar voice of the summoner he had met in Coneria. "...There is much to think about." He confessed as he then pulled himself off of the railing, standing up right as his crimson overcoat began to flutter in the sea breeze. He affixed his calm and impassive green gaze upon the summoner, with slight amusement.
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| Ilfirin (01:08) | Ilfirin walked over and leaned against the railing, then turned to look at Oboureon. "I am simply curious about what exactly we are doing, and why? It may seem foolhardy rushing in like this, but I do have my reasons. But what might yours be, I wonder?", Ilfirin finishes, the last part mostly to himself. He looks upward as the sky sails past, and sighs contentedly.
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| Oboureon (01:10) | "...Merely contemplating the matters at hand..." Oboureon admitted with partial honesty. "...And how kitsch of a bastard I should rename myself for not having left both you and the cardbearer back in Coneria when I had the chance." He stated callously as a slight grin stretched across his face. While seemingly disgusted, this was customary for one such as Oboureon.
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| Oboureon (01:13) | "...Coming to think of it." He mentioned as he rubbed his hand upon his slick scalp, "...The exchange of names was never opportunely given amongst us." He admitted as he turned his head over towards the summoner. "My name is Oboureon...Oboureon Amak'lazul." He stated definitively.
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| Ilfirin (01:13) | "Ilfirin Velca", Ilfirin said with a sweeping bow, his Cactaur mimicking him the whole time.
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| Oboureon (01:16) | "...Well, Sir Velca." Oboureon chortled as he turned his gaze from him and back towards the moving sea. "...I would entirely pray that you consider the grave price that you gamble with when you associate yourself with one whose blood is affiliated with the Amak'lazul." He mentioned as he squarely gazed at him through the corner of his eyes. "...I consider you an ally for now." He confided.
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| Oboureon (01:18) | Oboureon: "...But should you ever decide to take up the name of Amak'lazul as your own...Our blades must cross...And you shall acquire among you an eternal enemey."
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| Ilfirin (01:19) | Ilfirin looked confused for a moment. "But is Amak'Lazul not your family name?"
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| Oboureon (01:19) | Oboureon nodded his head towards Ilfirin resolutely. "...That it is, My good friend." He replied.
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| Ilfirin (01:20) | Ilfirin: "Why...how, would I do such a thing?
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| Oboureon (01:20) | Oboureon: "...Best that you not understand the process."
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| Oboureon (01:21) | Oboureon "...The knowledge thereof is where tempations feeds."
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| Ilfirin (01:22) | "I shall take your word on it. But I would be interested to hear about it. Always one to acquire new knowledge.", Ilfirin said slowly.
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| Oboureon (01:27) | "...It is a complex matter." Oboureon sighed as he continued to look into the waters below them. "...Ours is a legacy hidden...estranged and forgotten over many generations. But the crimes of my people cause even demons to shed tears of anguish." He began to explain to the summoner. "...There was much suffering under the name of Amak'lazul...Those who bare the name are not borne of flesh and of blood biologically."
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| Oboureon (01:34) | "But rather, Initiated, Or chosen...A selection process if you will." He elaborated, "Yet to bare the name of the family also means to bare the sins of the family as well...The blood of countless defenseless souls slain unjustly by the hands of my clansmen...." Oboureon trailed off for a second, counting the number of white stoned gravesites in the Region of Te'loff. "...They all must pay with their own blood."
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| Vanatul (12:42) | Vanatul winds his arm back and then strikes, brutally backhanding his Cactaur and sending it skidding across the crypt floor. "Idiot!" He advances on the Cactaur's whimpering form, plucking thorns from his gloves, and kicks it solidly on its side, flipping it onto its back. "You nearly got me killed back there! You're too damn slow!"
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| Vanatul (12:47) | The cactaur struggles to its feet, trembling slightly and glaring up at Vanatul, its little black eyes narrowing. It launches itself towards Vanatul, who reacts quickly, kicking downward and pinning it beneath his boot. He giggles to himself. "Bad Cactaur! Very bad!" He grinds it into the cold stone floor and then snaps his fingers - a hole opens up beneath him and several dark tenrils emerge, the shadowy limbs wrapping themselves about the cactaur's squirming form and dragging it, wailing,
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| Vanatul (12:47) | Vanatul - into the abyss.
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| Vanatul (12:51) | Vanatul dusts himself off casually and kicks at the floor a few times to dislodge the thorns from his boots. "What a miserable little... hrmph!" He turns and begins to head back up the corridor, grabbing his rucksack, which rattles with the weight of stolen goods.
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| Vanatul (12:55) | Vanatul passes by several half-open tombs as he leaves, kicking aside scattered bits of bone, his little grave-robbing spree brought to an early end by a vengeful spirit and a lazy aeon.
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| Mirrovain (21:35) | Mirrovain: Whoo! Peopel in my Lelvel range YAY!
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| Mon May 7 |
| Emak (22:15) | Emak: Hail all!
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| Tue May 8 |
| Kumopok (07:03) | Kumopok: A Moogle is panting as he enters the lovely city of Corneria, raggedy thin and wearing nothing but some dirty rags as he begins drifting, asking the occasional sympathetic person for food, money, clothing, shelter...anything. Even those in full plate-because they look like they should have money-and mothers with children-for they'll be compassionate-will be asked by the fuzzy bear...
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| Lance (07:09) | A rare trip through Coneria saw the armored Lance. His plate mail glistening in the light like a shiny piece of metal that had been polished to the point where if it was any more shiny it would reflect better than a mirror. In fact, only one person had ever been shinier than Lance, and he had not been seen in ages.
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| Kumopok (07:11) | Kumopok: And the Moogle, as pathetic as can be, walks up to the -much- taller man with a hand spread out. He hadn't had any luck at all finding charitable people. In fact, he'd been kicked a few times. But this one looked like he had money and pride both! Maybe he could use that. "Sir? Few gil for a child out of luck?" And just for effect, he tried to flutter that broken wing of his. Poor l'il guy.
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| Lance (07:14) | Lance paused to look at Kumopok, a brow raised behind his helmet. "And why are you asking for handouts?" The armored man didn't seem to have any pouches on him, but he did have a pretty big Lance hanging on his back. Funny how that worked out.
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| Kumopok (07:16) | Kumopok: Kumopok shrugged slightly, putting his hand down. Well, maybe he could guilt the man out of it instead. "For food? I've no skills, and who will hire a scruffy thing like me...? My parents aren't...aren't around any longer." He shook his head at that, touching a burn on his cheek.
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| Lance (07:20) | A shift of his head helped him look about. Then finally he gazed back down at Kumopok. "You know, there is something even you can do to earn any money you need. And if what you say is true, help you get revenge if that's what you seek." Lance then looked around again, making sure enough people were not listening in.
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| Kumopok (07:24) | Kumopok: Kumopok blinked again at that, looking up at the man. Alongside a growl from his stomach he said, "Such as what? And can we discuss this over lunch? Please?" He didn't know who was listening, and frankly, didn't care. Money and food-those were important.
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| Lance (07:27) | A ponder came over Lances hidden features. "Lunch, I cannot eat unfortunately, I am fasting. But yes you can have lunch." Lance gave the moogle six gil coins, then began wandering away. Where had they come from? Somewhere in his gauntlet apparently. "Find me when you are full."
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| Kumopok (07:29) | Kumopok: Kumopok blinked, gripping the coins in his hand-that was enough for him to live on for a day, at least. "You fast. I've had enough of it. So long as it's steady money...I don't care about revenge, just money. And a roof over my head. Where should I find you when I'm done?"
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| Kumopok (21:08) | Kumopok: A tired, beaten, dirty, and above all hungry Moogle-dressed only in rags, barely fitting the convention of covering himself-walks into a diner in Coneria, ordering the very most food he can get...for six gil. Probably an oddity for even this place.
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| Senritsu (21:20) | Senritsu lifted a hand lazily to cover his mouth as it was split by a long yawn. He strolled through the streets of Coneria, his pace slow and snailish. "Man, this city sucks." He had only been in Coneria for a handful of days, and already he was bored. After rounding a corner, a sweet scent caught his attention. He followed his nose to the source of the smell.
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| Kumopok (21:24) | Kumopok: the Moogle burped as he got out of the diner, actually semi-satiated for once-and he bumps into a certain tall race person, not really able to see anything above the shin. His reaction is instant-he gets scared. "P-please don't hurt me..."
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| Senritsu (21:27) | "Eh?" Senritsu peered downwards toward a little moogle who was seemingly begging for mercy. The lancer cocked a brow in confusion, which made his naturally lazy gaze look even goofier. "What are you going on about? Me? Hurt you?" As if he would, that would take way too much effort.
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| Kumopok (21:32) | Kumopok: The Moogle blinks, hearing the tone...and relaxing considerably. "S-sorry...reflex. I always get jumpy around the tall ones..." He shook his head, looking up-these people always seemed like a collection of nosehairs and nostril to him when he looked -right- up at them. "Uhm. Few coins for a Moogle down on his luck?"
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| Senritsu (21:38) | "I don't have much gil on me." Senritsu began to walk away, but stopped. He sug in his pack and withdrew a crystal figurine of a mermaid. He leaned over and handed it to the moogle. "That may be worth something." Such a thing wasn't valuable to Sen, most materials things were not save for his spear. He began walking towards the Drunken Dragon "By the way, the Drunken Dragon is a great place for a rest and a good meal."
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| Kumopok (21:42) | Kumopok: The Moogled blinked, looking at the figurine...and then at his clothes. He -knew- he was going to get ripped off, but it was better than nothing. "Thanks. I think. And...that's the Drunken Dragon over there?" He pointed in -entirely- the wrong direction. Could teh boy not read?
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| Senritsu (21:43) | "Actually, it is this way. I am heading there myself, feel free to follow." Senritsu reached town square and turned south. "The food is pretty good. But the patrons can get a little roudy so watch yourself if you stick around."
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| Kumopok (21:47) | Kumopok: Kumopok nodded, following the larger man inside. Someone for protection would be good, even if it was only in a vague sort of way. "So long as it's cheap and there's plenty of it. I'm Kumopok-and I could still use a good meal or twenty..."
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| Senritsu (21:50) | Senritsu looked down at the little moogle. His plan had been to simply show him the way to the Inn. Now that he thought about it, he couldn't just leave him there to fend for himself. Man, what a drag. he thought to himself. "Very well, order up. It's on me this time."
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| Kumopok (21:57) | Kumopok: The 'drag' had to lift himself onto the seat-he was extremely short. Maybe all of two feet tall. "Thanks, mister. Which is the biggest thing they have? I've had one meal in the last week, and that's it...I've been living off grass." His stomach growled to attest to that, already taking all of the food he'd just eaten.
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| Senritsu (21:59) | Senritsu gave a shrug. "Let's just try to keep the bill under a thousand gil, how bout it?" the sarcasm was apparant in his voice. He waved a waitress over "This little guy is hungry, please get him whatever he asks for."
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| Kumopok (22:01) | Kumopok: Kumopok simply added, "Just the biggest, cheapest meal you have." before turning back to the man, looking at the huge weapon on his back. "Erm. So you're a warrior? Never saw the appeal in that..."
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| Senritsu (22:03) | Senritsu gave another shrug. It was alot easier than long explanations. "Was kinda born into it, you know? I actually prefer to not fight, way too much excitment for me. All that moving around and having to worry about getting killed." He stretched back in his chair, leaning it against the wall and kicking up his feet.
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| Kumopok (22:06) | Kumopok: Kumo nodded, drumming his fingers on the table as he waited for food. He wasn't even leaning back-those wings hurt! "I got offered some sort of job by a guy that looked a lot like you...granted, all I see of you tall people is armor and weapons and maybe a huge nose."
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| Senritsu (22:09) | Senritsu ignored the comment about human nostrals. "I see. So what happened with that? Let me guess..." Sen leaned in, a sinsiter grin on his face. "He wanted to boil you up in a stew for dinner, huh?" The grin grew even more sinister, as if the lancer himself might be considering just that.
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| Kumopok (22:11) | Kumopok: Unfortunately for the man, the Moogle just wasn't tall enough to see the sinister grin. "Nah. He said to go find him tomorrow, after I get some food. I don't really know what he was talking about, but he mentioned vengeance. So...I don't really know."
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| Senritsu (22:14) | Senritsu sat back in his seat and leaned back once more. "I see." Was all he said. At that moment the waitress arrived with a large plate of food, large even for a humans appetite, and placed it befor the moogle.
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| Kumopok (22:19) | Kumopok: The Moogle -devours- the food, acting as if he hasn't eaten in a week! Oh...wait. Yeah. He said that, didn't he? He abandons use of silverware, instead opting for his bare fingers, ripping and tearing and shredding...
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| Senritsu (22:23) | Senritsu "Wow..hungry little fella arn't you?" Senrtisu sat back and watched the little creature devour the food without the need for silverware. It was pretty distrubing how something so small could put away so much. "Please..fell free to help yourself to whatever."
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| Kumopok (22:32) | Kumopok: The moogle doesn't even hear the comments-he just devours! But once it's all said and done, and the carnage is over...he sits, satisfied, giving a small urp and rubbing his fingers on those dirty rags. "Thanks...I wish I'd known people were nice a long time ago. I would've left faster."
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| Senritsu (22:34) | "Some people are nice." Senritsu rose to his feet, taking his spear up. "Others are not so." He took a step. "Anyway. I must be off. Good luck too you. Ill be around if you need anything, C'ya."
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| Kumopok (22:35) | Kumopok: Kumo nods, finishing off his meal as he leaves the inn...
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| Resa (23:50) | Resa kicked and screamed, her beaten and bleeding body curled up against the wall. Her eyes were still covered with a tattered rag from her attackers but her hands were free now. Her arms weakly hugged her knees, her eyes bright red under the rag from crying for the past day and half.
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| Resa (23:50) | Her face was wet, the tears falling nonstop as she stayed quiet, daring not to make a sound before her fingers shivering slowly peeled down the rag, her tear filled blue yes gazing around. It seemed the attackers had disappeared but Resa knew very well they would be back, back for more and the thought of what they wanted made her entire body tremble with fear. Fear and disgust.
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| Resa (23:51) | "I have to get out of here.." she thought to herself, trying to stand but soon realized just how weak she was, crumbling back to the floor. Resa had no strength, no fight, nothing left in her. Why should she fight anyways? Saizo was dead. Without him, there was nothing more for her around here.
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| Resa (23:51) | Her heart ached and this brought more anger to the small elf, more hatred than she had before for her attackers, the ninjas. "I will get even...they will get wha..." Resa started to say before someone whacked her on the back of her head, her limp body falling flat on the floor, a weak but a groan nonetheless slipping from her lips. Out of the corner of her eye without moving she noticed it was one of the men, back, and with that grin upon his face again, just looking at her.
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| Resa (23:55) | Her entire body shivered and not in a good way as the man stared at her. Her body was already bruised up enough from them and anymore, she wasn't sure she could take it. Resa tried to move, her weak body just barely even crawling along the floor but her progress was soon put to a stop when the man moved in front of her, his large boot stomping down on her elven hand, pushing down his weight as he looked down at her.
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| Resa (23:56) | "Your going nowhere lass." he screamed at her, twisting his foot a bit to get his message across to the elf. There wasn't much Resa could do but she tried to tug her hand free anyways, her mouth gasping as screams slipped past from the pain that shot through her from it all. "Were not through with you yet." he added with a wink down at her, disgusting the elf instantly as she shook her head, wishing she was anywhere but here.
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| Resa (00:01) | With rather quick movements the man leaned down and grabbed Resa by the hair and pulled her against the wall, putting down a basin of dirty water and rag to her. "Clean up- our boss likes his whores somewhat presentable." he added with a grin, leaving her to herself as he went back to the door and left.
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| Resa (00:06) | Resa trembled again, her hand reaching out and dipping the rag in the dirty water as she wiped it across her arm, shaking even more now. "If only he was here." she thought as she cleansed her elven skin, her thoughts wandering to the one person who only brought a smile to her lips, even in the darkest times of her life, which seemed to be occurring right now. Saizo, but he was dead and that thought itself made the elf sadden even more.
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| Resa (00:07) | "Done yet whore?" the large man from before called out as he entered back in the door, another following soon behind and added, "Yeah done? Our boss, he doesn't like to wait!" he said with a cocky grin as he nodded to the other man, both moving and gripping the elf by her shoulders and out the door. Her body was weak and her mind astray but Resa knew she had to keep her wits about her. Maybe if she could charm these two men, they would be her ticket out of this mess. Just, maybe...
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| Resa (00:15) | Taking a deep breath, Resa raised her head even though she was weak and planted her small bare feet on the ground, looking left and right from both men. "Would you two be so kind as to help me loosen this strap around my thigh? Its making it hard to walk." she said, somewhat in a softer tone rather than the yelling one she seemed to have with these men since they kidnapped her.
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| Resa (00:15) | Both men stared at her rather awkwardly, thinking the elf had lost her mind. She was wanting their attention? "The boss will have our skins if we mess with his prize." the large man said the other one nodding in agreement. "He wont have to know, will he?" Resa said, batting her blue eyes at the men, though tear filled they still sparkled a bit. "Well...I guess he wouldn't.." the other man said on her right, grinning at the elf and his friend.
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| Resa (00:20) | The two men lead the small elf over behind a large shed, sitting her on the ground as they grinned at her rather mischievously and tugged off their boots. Her eyes stayed on them, her hand already slipping behind her back and up to the rag still somewhat wrapped about her head, fiddling with something she had tucked inside. A small bottle, dark blue to be exact. Not something Resa normally would use but desperate times called for desperate measures and right now, she didnt have much of a ch
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| Resa (00:20) | Resa (c) choice.
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| Resa (02:07) | Resa let the bottles contents pour into her hand, the dust dispersing around her before a strange humming sound was heard. Suddenly the small elf leaned forward, her lips opening and blowing the dust onto the men. Her hands clasped together, murmuring some words of her elven magic, the men suddenly covered in ice.
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| Resa (02:07) | They tried to move free, only their legs frozen to the ground as they wiggled and squirmed. The elf stood up, her blue eyes gazing at them intently. "I told you I'd get even." she said before finally lifting up her rather weak arms, the ice continuing to cover the men before soon they were nothing more than a couple of ice statues. With a bit of a nod, Resa stood and slipped into the shadows, almost mimicking Saizo's moves she had seen him do so many times as she stayed down, making
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| Resa (02:07) | Resa (c) her way to Eblan to the safe house before her and the ninja had stayed at when they were in hiding..
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| Resa (02:10) | Resa The travel towards the safe house was no picnic. She had to get down and stay quiet the entire time, which was hard for the heartbroken and aching elf. With barely any clothes on and her feet bare, it made the journey a bit difficult but not anything she couldn't handle. From what she had been through for the past days, it couldn't get any worse could it?
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| Resa (02:12) | A sudden chill filled the air, the elf shivering as she hid behind a bush while a passerby ventured on past, not paying her any attention or even noticing her presence. Seeing the safe house up ahead, Resa almost ran at a full sprint, regardless of her physical condition as she swung open the door and entered, falling down on a pile of blankets that were still there from when he and she were there last.
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| Resa (02:17) | The elf seemed to drift off, her beaten and bruised body curled up on the blankets of familiarity as Resa fell asleep. Dreaming of better times, times when things weren't so hard to comprehend and move on with...
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| Saiph (05:02) | Saiph runs around screaming "THIS IS AN RP TEST!!"
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| Rua (12:00) | Rua walked outside of the studio of where "Who wants to be a Gillionare" would be produced with a bullhorn. With a wry smile on his face he put the bullhorn up to his lips. "Attention everyone! The interviews for the studio positions on Gillionare are now open! Only two spots are available so come quickly! Form a single file line and take a number!" Removing the bullhorn from his lips he looked around as people began come over towards the studio. He eyeballed each one carefully.
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| Rua (12:07) | "Now, now, people. Settle down." Rua called to the group as they made their way forward to the studio. "They'll be plenty of time for all of you to get interviewed." Rua continued to scan the crowd for possible security guards. Nobody skinny, Rua was looking for huge people. People who knew how to fight. People who wouldn't heistate to break someone's neck if they stepped out of line. Those were the people Rua was looking for.
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| Chris (12:08) | Well, here he was again. Back in Coneria. To be exact, Chris was in the Drunken Dragon Inn, currently drinking the last drink he could afford, some foul form of ale. Thanks to a friend, his chocobo, Lana, was in a safe place within the town. But if he wasn't able to find some gil soon, he'd be forced into doing...well, he didn't even want to think what to survive.
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| Chris (12:08) | Chris was still trying to choke back some of that ale when a commotion broke out among some of the other patrons. "Dude, they're holding the tryouts for that Gillionare thing! We have to go check it out!" The two ran out the door, followed by most of the inhabitants of the Drunken Dragon. Gil? Excitement? Smacking some drunk people around? It had to be better than what he was drinking, Chris thought, so he left the flagon on the table and began following the crowd.
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| Rua (12:11) | Rua smiled as he noticed a few people coming up of note. A massive bruiser here, a wirey but well muscled frame there. He was taking stock of everyone. Many of the people showing up were skinny, wirey. Poor. He hated poor people, he was hoping that some of the rabble wouldn't show up. But, it was not his place to say who could and couldn't apply. He did have the right to chose who could get the job, and it wasn't going to a damn poor person.
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| Chris (12:11) | There was already a huge line by the time Chris had gotten to the supposed meeting place. He was so far back that he couldn't even see who was in charge. "Gah, there's no way I'll make it in there with a crowd like this. Look at all the people, most of them much smarter than I am. And...is that a wizard in line? There's just no way!" In a fit of rage, he punched a nearby house, leaving a few more cracks in the wooden planks than were there before.
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| Quinton (12:13) | Quinton yawns loudly, picking at his ear while he waited with the crowd. He hadn't ever done anything even remotely resembling security duty, but it promised enough pay to feed him for at least a month. He looked around at the assembled people, looking at the competition. His lithe frame and unkempt appearance meant he was in the majority, many of the applicants both skinny and poor. But what he lacked in muscle, he made up for with experience. He hoped.
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| Rua (12:14) | Rua raised an eyebrow as a man down the way punched a house and left a sizable dent in it. Picking up the bullhorn again he called out. "You! The one beating the hell out of the house! Get up here. Now!" Rua said in the most angry, offical voice he could muster. The crowd went quiet, all eyes going towards the man in the back. All of their eyes squinted at what he was doing, there were more than few frowns among the group.
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| Chris (12:16) | Chris: show Chris just stared. "No way. He...couldn't mean me. Could he?" He looked back at the house and noticed that he did indeed leave quite a dent. "I...guess that answers that question. Might as well see what he wants." Chris moved through the crowd, parting it quite nicely. I guess no one wanted to mess with a home wrecker. Or maybe they were as curious as Chris to see what this loud fellow wanted.
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| Rua (12:19) | Rua waited for the man to come up. Sizing him up, he liked what he saw. This man had some potential to him. As the man reached Rua, he glanced him over one more time. "You, inside the building. Now." He nodded towards the door behind him. Glancing back out at the crowd, he put the bullhorn back up to his lips. "The first interview is now being conducted. Behave yourselves while you wait or the guards will throw you in jail for the night!" A few murmurs in the crowd went up at that sta
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| Rua (12:19) | Rua (cont) statement, none of them happy
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| Chris (12:23) | Chris just nodded at the man, entering the door that he gestured at. Okay, this is it, he thought to himself. Finally your chance for glory! For gil! For some adventure better than climbing a bloody wall. He just shook his head at that thought. He still couldn't figure out what he was thinking that day. Besides, being on a game show was much safer than that last escapade. It was pretty dark inside the building and Chris' eyes had yet to adjust to the light. "Hello? Anyone else in here?"
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| Rua (12:28) | Rua walked into the studio and flipped a light. The set for Gillionare lit up quite nicely. Rua pointed to a chair. "Have a seat friend, that was a helluva punch you gave to that door. You looking for a job? " Rua asked the man, "My name is Rua, I'm the host of Gillionare. I'd like to know your name before we begin our interview." Rua held his hand out towards the man for a handshake.
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| Chris (12:31) | Chris extended his hand in turn and shook the man's hand. "Name's Chris. And yeah, I'm looking for a job. I'm still not quite sure what this whole thing is about, so you'll have to fill me in on the details. But rest assured, as long as it pays, I'm willing to do nearly anything. And if it pays well enough...well, let's just say I've done more than most." Chris smiled and sat in the chair, awaiting what this Rua had to offer. Not that he was being especially picky at the moment. Beggars
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| Chris (12:31) | Chris: (c) Beggars can't be choosers, after all. He just didn't want HIM to know that.
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| Rua (12:34) | Rua smiled at the man. Good. He would be willing to do anything. "Good to meet you Chris. Right now, what were looking for is security people for Gillionare. The government has brought us in to make the popluace feel good about themselves. However, we don't need a riot starting just because somebody gets pissy because they didn't make it on the show. So we're looking for people that are skilled fighters, and would have no reservations about breaking a leg if someone in the audience got out of han
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| Rua (12:35) | Rua (cont) hand
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| Chris (12:38) | Chris nodded and kept his smile up, trying to mask the disappointment that he wouldn't actually be ON the show. However, work was work, and he wasn't going to let this one go. "Security, eh. I've done jobs of the like before, and I'm fairly adept at keeping people in line when necessary. I can certainly understand your concerns for a riot, you should have seen some of the looks I got when you called me up here. I thought I was going to be attacked! But this security job, sounds right up m
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| Chris (12:38) | (c) "But this security job, sounds right up my alley. You got yourself a deal." It was only afterwards that Chris realized the man actually never made a formal offer...
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| Rua (12:41) | Rua laughed. This guy was eager. That was good. "Whoa there son. I haven't even offered you a job yet. Let's not get ahead of ourselves. Now. What formal training do you have?" Rua asked looking the man over again. Rua's guess is that it would be Fabul or Doman in nature. "I am liking what I'm seeing. But, formalities. Silly formalities. You understand."
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| Ginian (12:43) | The black mage shivered. The winter was long over, but the frostbites left his body susceptible to cold. The city of Coneria was around him again, full of adventurers and sages, but no one would tell him where Nai was. Ginian looked inside his purse. Empty. Empty for a long time. But heroes shouldn't worry about poverty, he told himself.
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| Chris (12:45) | Chris blushed a bit. His overzealousness was getting the better of him again. "Right, sorry about that. Well, as for formal training, I was trained in the Doman swordarts by SwordMaster Dulce for many years. Since then I have taken many security jobs with militia units in distant lands and done a bit of exploring and treasure hunting for myself. Not exactly formal, but it does teach you to think on your feet." Chris was hoping his...record, of sorts, wouldn't be found at at this point.
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| Chris (12:45) | Chris: (c) Being in Coneria with someone as official looking as Rua was dangerous work if you're not careful.
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| Ginian (12:46) | Suddenly Ginian was knocked off his feet by an excited bunch of townfolk. "It's him, he's there," they almost chanted as they rounded the corner and left his sight. The black mage examined his replica armor and stood up. "Him?" Ginian scratched his head. "NAI! IT MUST BE HIM!" he suddenly screamed and ran after the group as fast as he could.
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| Rua (12:48) | Rua leaned back in his chair and thought. "Doman training. Very good, very good. Do you have any reservations about breaking someone's leg or harming them?" Rua asked. "After all, a security guard has to be prepared to put a threat down."
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| Chris (12:51) | Chris winced at the thoughts. But...he was extremely short on money, and it's not like he hasn't done worse before. "I'd rather I not have to, to be honest. But, I am fully capable of doing so, and should they make themselves a threat, I would be forced to. You can count on me. I won't go wild with the breaking of legs and such, but if the people make themselves into a mob, I am fully able to contain it."
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| Rua (12:54) | Rua nodded his head. "Good. Because if you were all gung ho about breaking people's legs. You wouldn't have gotten the job. Congratulations! You're hired. You will be given a salary of ten-thousand gil a month for your services. You will be expected to show up for the job tomorrow and help prepare the studio and condition the crowd." He stood up and reached out to give another handshake to Chris.
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| Ginian (12:56) | A line. A wide, active line of people. Long. Well, almost an elongated crowd. All trying to get somewhere, through the door. Ginian grabbed one of them and shouted a question, his voice quivering with excitement, "Nai? Where's Nai?" The man gave him a quizzical look and turned away. The black mage decided to see who was inside himself and started pushing his frail body through the crowd.
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| Chris (12:57) | Te..ten thousand gil? That would be more than enough to last Chris for a long time. He tried to contain his excitement as he stood up and shook Rua's hand once more. "Sounds great to me, sir. I'll be here tomorrow, right on time. This show is generating a lot of excitement. I personally can't wait for it."
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| Rua (12:59) | smiled at Chris. "Good Good. Alright, time for the next interview." Rua walked back outside with his bullhorn. "Alright, the first interview has been concluded! I will not select another one of you from the crowd for the next interview!" The crowd nearly went nuts with that, with a multitude of "PICK ME! PICK ME!" rising up through the crowd.
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| Ginian (13:02) | For a frail youth, Ginian was surpisingly effective. Maybe he was too thin to be noticed, or his enthusiasm helped, but in a minute he was in front of the crowd, where a dwarf with a bullhorn blocked his way. The mage glanced down at the man and asked, "Is Nai in there? I've got to see him."
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| Chris (13:04) | Chris exited the studio, making his way past a sea of jealous eyes and a few thinly veiled threatning gestures. Once he was past the rabble, he indulged his excitement by jumping and cheering like a youngster on a sugar binge. "Yes! YES! Ten thousand gil! This will last me for a long, LONG time! I can't wait to go tell Lana about this!" And thus he sprinted off, towards his safe haven where his chocobo was staying at.
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| Rua (13:04) | put his hand on the young man's face and pushed him back. "Who the hell are you? Nai? What is that like a soft drink? There's no Nai here. You're too young to apply for the job we're offering today." Rua reached in his pocket and pulled out a few gil. "Here's some money, go get yourself something to eat. You look sick."
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| Quinton (13:05) | Quinton sighs heavily. The first interview was complete, and now the crowd was in a frenzy as they all clamored to be the next up. At this rate, it'd be the end of next week before he got to talk to anybody. He crouches low, steeling himself for what he was about to do next. Of course, somebody had to take the initiative, instead of shouting "Pick me!" like an idiot. He jumps into the air, grabbing onto the shoulders of the person in front of him, handspringing off of him and
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| Quinton (13:05) | Quinton launching himself closer to the front of the crowd. He lands on a man's head feet-first, but immediately springs back into the air. Several similar maneuvers later, he was now standing next to the man in charge, Rua. "I'm, uh, here for a job," he says somewhat dispassionately.
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| Ginian (13:07) | "A soft drink?" Now Ginian was indignant. "A soft drink? Nai's is the greatest hero of Ivalice, the legendary Blade Caller, the Saviour of Baron, the Iron Cleaver of Eblan! Only he could've attracted such a large crowd! How dare you defile his name?!" He almost hurled the gil into dwarf's face, but decided against it. Instead, he rattled them threateningly in his small fist.
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| Rua (13:08) | Rua blinked in utter confusion as the man springboarded his way through the crowd up to him. "What the hell? That was amazing. Get your ass in there now and have a seat. You've got an interview to do." Rua looked back at the crowd and raised his bullhorn to his lips. "The second interview will now be conducted! Pray he's a total moron or he's got the job!"
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| Rua (13:09) | Rua (cont) He looked back at the youth, "Hurry up and move along son. There's no Nai here, and if I've never heard of him. He's obviously not that important of a person. But you keep dreamin son." He turned around and went into the studio.
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| Quinton (13:11) | Quinton follows Rua into the studio, trying with marginal success to hold down his excitement. He'd never actually had a real job. Cutting wood for handouts and pocket change was certainly not the ideal way to make money, and his treasure-hunting ventures had rarely ever succeeded, and never paid enough for him to get through a meal.
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| Rua (13:15) | "Well now, that was quite impressive. Are you all jumps or do you actually have some fighting skill to back that up?" Rua asked, sizing the man up. "My name is Rua, I'm the host of Gillionare. Your name would be?" Rua finished, extending his hand for a handshake.
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| Ginian (13:18) | Before Ginian could do anything, the dwarf was gone. The door into the studio was closed, and when he tried the handle, it didn't open. He had to teach this snobby man a lesson. The mage tucked his book bag under his arm and brought his hands together. "Destruction of nature, gather in flame!" he whispered, and a small ball of warmth glowed between his palms. "Fire!" he shouted and hurled it at the metal-plated door of the studio. The ball of flame struck the iron and went out. Ginian sighe
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| Quinton (13:18) | "Yeah, I trained in Fabul a while back. Since then I've been through a lot of fights, and I'm still here. So I guess I do have some skill. I'm Quinton, by the way," he says, accepting the handshake. "So, uh, not to jump the gun or anything, but how much does the job pay?"
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| Ginian (13:19) | (cont.) Ginian sighed and turned to the crowd. "What's happening here, anyway?" he asked.
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| Rua (13:21) | Rua leaned back in his chair. "Fabulian training. Right now, I could offer you five thousand gil a month if you're hired. But, we haven't come to that just yet." He pursed a finger to his lips and thought farther. "Would you have any qualms about injuring somebody if they started acting up like a damn fool during taping?" He asked, still sizing the man up.
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| Quinton (13:23) | Quinton sighs. "Um... Well, if it came to that, I suppose I could, but I'd rather not have to if it could be avoided. I don't really enjoy that sort of thing."
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| Ginian (13:25) | In the next few minutes Ginian learned a lot of unpleasant things about himself. Well, people didn't always listen to him and take him seriously anyway. But he also found out that all these people wanted to earn some money working as guards for some game where people could earn even more money. Ginian didn't know what a gillion was, but it sounded like a lot.
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| Ginian (13:37) | "Excuse me," Ginian asked one of the brutes in the crowd, "but if this... gillion was evenly shared among you, would it be more than you can earn as a guard? Wouldn't it be more fair? I think Nai would approve of that." "Nah, kid, you don't understand how it works," answered the man, "Go home." The mage shrugged and walked away. He wasn't strong enough to enforce justice like the Blade Caller. Yet. But behind Ginian, the man slowly uttered, "Or maybe you do understand," and turned towards t
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| Ginian (13:37) | Ginian: (cont. ) and turned towards the next in line to explain the simple math.
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| Rua (13:38) | Rua nodded his head. "Good, good. I wouldn't want you going apeshit and cracking contestant's skulls open. Well, I'll expect you here tomorrow, in the morning. There'll be a meeting with the rest of the crew of what's expected of you and how to handle possible situations that may arise if something does go wrong. As I've said, your salary will be five thousand gil a month for as long as you're employed with us."
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| Rua (13:39) | Rua stood up and offered his hand to Quinton. "I'll expect you here tomorrow in the morning."
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| Quinton (13:43) | Quinton nods, attempting with even less success this time to contain his excitement at the news. He'd actually have a job! He wouldn't be stuck to wandering the streets -- even though he probably would anyway since a house was too cramped for him -- and he'd be able to eat a decent meal every day. He stands up, shakes Rua's hand somewhat enthusiastically, and says, "Alright! I'll be here," before walking toward the door of the studio, humming to himself.
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| Rua (13:46) | Rua walked out of the studio once again. With his bullhorn in hand he raised it back up to his lips and called "Alright people, both positions have been filled! We thank you for your time and coming out here. As thanks, all of you will get free tickets to Gillionare this weekend!" There were a few disgruntled murmurs among the ground, but Rua didn't pay attention to them as he walked back in the studio.
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| Nystael (14:12) | Nystael jumped down off the boat and adjusted his pack. 'Ye gods, but that tok forever...' He stood up and looked around, then turned as his companions (of sorts) came off the boat in a more conventional manner (i,.e. down the gangplank). "So...where are we, exactly?"
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| Oboureon (14:20) | It had been an extremely long voyage to Romanda, but it would seem that their journey westward across the Larner Channel would test not only the patience of Oboureon, but the determination of his acute success in coming one step closer to finding the High Priest. Noticing that the cardholder was more than ready to dismount as the ship pulled towards the dock of the small town of Kelknia caused him to question the whereabouts of the summoner...
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| Oboureon (14:26) | ...That had also travelled with them. "...This would be Kelknia." He stated somberly as he surveyed the quiet ambience of the town. The architecture in the near distance was slightly different from what Oboureon had accustomed himself with, but it was slightly similar to that of Te'loff. He began to descend from the plank that lead towards the wooden dock. "But there is much business to be done at Argades" He mentioned.
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| Nystael (14:29) | "So, basically, we've got a ways to go yet, aye?" Nystael looked back at the impassive man, then back to the town again. "Well, we'd best be off. Long way to go and all, sun's still high, so on, blah blah," he chattered. He smiled, but only inwardly. It was going to be a long trip yet, it seemed, but he'd crack Oboureon yet.
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| Nystael (14:29) | Nystael was on the point of starting down the road when he turned around. "Hold on...where's Ilfirin?"
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| Oboureon (14:31) | Oboureon slightly turned back to look at the boat from whence he just came. From what he saw, only the sailors that were working on the ship were to be seen restocking various supplies to and from the ship, lifting and hauling wooden crates at a very expedient pace. But there were no signs of the summoner. Oboureon tilted his head as he shrugged his shoulders. "...Perhaps he'll catch up with us." He muttered apatehtically.
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| Nystael (14:32) | "Aye, probably." Nystael turned back to Oboureon. "Well, which way?"
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| Oboureon (14:34) | "...The region of Romanda is not large. It would be hard to get lost on a small strip of land as such." Oboureon stated as he walked passed the cardholder, walking the dock onto the manmade port that lead into the city of Kelknia. "...Hopefully the journey won't be terribly long on chocobo." He mentioned to his companion as he began to walk the dirt streets of the town in search of familiar vendors.
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| Nystael (14:34) | The tatooed man pointed out a direction and Nystael started along the road, cheerfully enough. 'So, we're off to kill the High Priest, the wonderful High Priest of ...Argades? Damn, didn't fit. Oh well.'
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| Oboureon (14:36) | Oboureon quickly turned towards Nysteal, and then glinted sharply at him, warning against speaking such treason in the streets of Kelknia. "...You would be wise to mind your mouth and your tone." He informed him.
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| Oboureon (14:38) | "...Glabados is heavily concentrated as a main faith around this region." Oboureon went on to elaborate. ...For once was Romanda a mighty and reckonable force, even unto the times of the Fifty Year War that broke throughout Ivalice."
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| Nystael (14:39) | "Aye, sir." Nystael at least had the sense not grin at him, or Oboureon probably would have done something painful. "Well, there's a chocobo stable down the street, so shall we?" Without waiting, the gambler began walking, ignoring the angry lecture.
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| Nystael (14:41) | But in reality, he was keenly absorbing every word, building up information and checking it against what he already knew. 'None of this makes sense,' Nystael thought. 'Why would an Ozore want to assassinate the high priest of a powerful religion? Unless, of course, he took the name of Amak'Lazul, but...even all the Ozore together probably wouldn't try this! What makes him so confident? What drives him so?'
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| Oboureon (14:42) | Certainly, this moron would cause himself a quick death, Oboureon thought to himself silently. Reaching into his black leather pouch, he quickly fished out some gil as they entered the nearby stables to pay for the fare of the chocobo rental. He laid it on the wooden countertop, leaving ammount enough for the rental fee of two birds to be saddled up for the cardholder and himself. "...Tragically," He continued...
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| Oboureon (14:45) | Oboureon "...The forces of Romanda came unto unfortunate ruin, Though as by an act of God himself was the region stricken with plague among the army's ranks." He explained to the cardholder as he hopped up onto his rented yellow bird, and adjusted the saddle a bit. "...A very large unnumbered amount of people died because of it...But thanks be to Ajora for eradicating the disease from the region."
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| Oboureon (14:45) | Oboureon: "...So the people value their religion very deeply in these parts of Ivalice. It would be foolish to slight them otherwise.
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| Nystael (14:48) | "Well, in my opinion, some people take everything just a bit too seriously, y'know?" Nystael vaulted up onto his chocobo and settled into the saddle. "Yourself, for example. I mean, you always - always have that deadpan look, except when you're angry. Which, I might add, is often. You could try relaxing a bit yourself, y'know."
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| Oboureon (14:53) | Oboureon looked over at the cardholder for a moment and then shook his head, responding to him nothing of utterance, but everything perhaps through the gaze of his green eyes. With a sharp prod form the heal of his darksteel boots to the side of his mount, Oboureon dashed from out of the stables, back onto the dirt roads of Kelknia. They dashed up the northern streets, passing up the signpost that marked the citylimit of Kelknia, and continued pressing northwards.
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| Nystael (14:55) | Nystael grinned to himself for just a moment before booting the chocobo after the mage. Oboureon was certainly making good time. They'd left the city in a matter of minutes, if that.
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| Oboureon (15:05) | Oboureon trotted through the northern regions of Romanda, running along the white sands that aligned with the deep blue waters of the Larner Channel, until he could view the familiar site of the grand cathedral that sat upon a hill. Argades, one of the prime establishment of Glabados. As they had arrived, Oboureon noticed that there were knights dressed in white garb standing at the entrance of the grand edifice...
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| Oboureon (15:12) | He dismounted onto the stone paved grounds and steadily looked at the knights who hailed greeting with a graceful bow. They were possibly there for the protection of the clergymen of Glabados. Oboureon greeted them with response of a slight nod of his head, and then looked up towards the building that towered over him, blocking out the western sun from his view, casting a great shadow even unto the waters of the channel.
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| Oboureon (15:24) | He made no hesitation, while the cardholder seemed probably seemed to be lagging behind in his course towards the cathedral, Oboureon approached the doors of the church, and pushed them open, entering into the more quiet and reverent ambience that was Argades...A great number of people who had travelled a might long ways were sitting in the nearby pews, while others were kneeling before the altar, expressing prayers at the foot of the statue of 'the saviour'.
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| Ilfirin (20:59) | Ilfirin: Ilfirin made his way slowly but surely through the town the boat docked at, mingling through crowds, talking to people, checking shops, and all the while, keeping tabs out for his companions. He couldn't lose them, but he wanted to do some exploring on his own first. This was a new place, after all, and new places meant new knowledge.
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| Skylaa (09:41) | Skylaa walked for what seemed a while, the path she thought led to a village of sorts just led to another forest. Ducking her head as to miss a branch broken over she slid under, her claws raking across the wood, clawing idly before she continued on. She didn't like to admit when she was lost but now she wasn't sure where she was going. "Should run into someone eventually." she thought as she pushed through tall grass, the weeds getting caught on her bearskin dress and tugging her back
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| Skylaa (09:41) | (c) some, as if it was some kind of warning by nature not to go any further, something was ahead but Skylaa was to stubborn for her own good. Her cat-like ears stood straight up, something in the distance not to her liking but she continued on, she didnt have much of a choice.
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| Skylaa (09:51) | Her curiosity getting the best of her, Skylaa pushed another branch out of her way and lept over it, landing in the center of what seemed to be a group of men. Her first instinct was to grab her axe, pointing forward in front of her. Her hand slid up, claws that protruded from her fingers grasping the handle as she swung the large axe out in front of her, unsure if they were people of peace or the other.
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| Skylaa (09:52) | "I didn't mean to intrude, I'll just be on my way." she said quietly, turning to leave at the right but soon that destination was blocked. Skylaa turned to the left, then noticing the men had moved closer. Their bodies were covered in some kind of clansmen robes, all dark blue with a strange symbol on them. Their faces in covered in some kind of black paint, each holding some kind of weapon and a vindictive grin on their faces.
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| Skylaa (09:52) | One of the men stretched out and pointed at Skyaa's ears, laughing heartily before the other men joined in. "Looks like we got ourselves a kitty cat men." he commented, Skylaa rolling her eyes, something most always said. "Does she purr when you scratch behind her ear I wonder?" a smaller man than the rest asked, winking at her. Skylaa's axe moved a bit more towards them, "Leave me alone." is all she said, suddenly not feeling very safe and maybe even a bit scared, which rarely
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| Skylaa (09:52) | Skylaa (c) happened, she never really feared much.
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| Skylaa (09:53) | "What do you say guys, think we should see for ourselves?" the leader of the clan asked as he moved forward to Skylaa, giving her a grin. "Hrm, for now we must gather up our jewels, tie her up for now on that tree ova yonder." the men ordered his men, a few moving and grasping the mithra by her shoulder, her axe having time to come down and graze the arm of one man as he flinched, giving her an nefarious look.
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| Skylaa (09:53) | Her axe was pulled from her hand eventually by three men, the grasp she had on it hard to break but finally they did. With a few ropes they secured the woman to a tree, leaving her there as they turned and counted their loot they had previously stolen from a family passing by, Skylaa's axe mildly tossed on the ground beside her, almost in her reach but not quite.
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| Zethrayon (10:02) | The morning mist had almost instantly thickened. The air cooled and cooled even more, giving the air a chilling, biting quality to it. The thickness of the fog making everything suddenly eerie. Clouds rolled in, blocking out much of the sun. Heavy hoofbeats pounded against the ground, echoing loudly in an otherwise tranquil morning. A dark rider sat upon the charger. Zethrayon's dark armor absorbed light, his long flowing cape covering the hind quarters of his mount.
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| Zethrayon (10:02) | The Dark Knight's helmet was fastened tightly, a light green glow radiating from the jewel encrusted eye sockets. His mount breathed in the fog and breathed it right back out, giving it the illusion of breathing smoke. His steed was armored much like he was- with black metal plates and a dark colored tabard with a yellow star as its only adornment. As always, Zethrayon had purpose whenever he left Coneria. He'd come up to the bound Mithra soon.
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| Skylaa (10:08) | One of the men wandered over to Skylaa, looking her up and down for a while as she just glared at him, her hands adjusting as her claws tried to cut the ropes but they were to tight. "No use, those are tight enough your going nowhere." the man said quite proudly, pretty determined there was no way she would escape from them.
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| Skylaa (10:09) | "Cat or a woman, what are you?" he asked, peering in closer as he ran a hand across her cheek, winking at her. The scar on her shoulder burned suddenly, almost as if the presence of her nefarious father was around somewhere, the mark never really bothered Skylaa until now, since she had it a while back from the..accident. Now it burned her skin, made it crawl, frightened her to no end.
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| Skylaa (10:09) | Instinctively Skylaa leaned forward, trying to bite or at least move her hands to claw. Something about this place, these men- it was not right. "Get away from me." she called out, intense green eyes glaring at the man closer. Her shoulder was killing her, increasing her frustration that much more.
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| Zethrayon (10:17) | Within moments, Zethrayon would turn the corner where the men had been been laying their ambush. Yet, the fog would see them caught unawares. The heavy pounding of metal muted only by the dirt underneath the crude cobblestone road. The Dark Knight was an imposing figure, his shadow standing even taller through the mixture of light and fog. The bandits had turned to look at him. Two of them had the sense to let him pass. But the third had greed in his eyes.
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| Zethrayon (10:17) | The Dark Knight's Regalia were simply too rich to let pass. Greed was infectuous. Nudging his companions on, the bandit moved to notch his bow. Zethrayon would appear unarmed, though heavily armored. They say that sometimes, a good glare is as good as a weapon. His head snapped suddenly in the direction of the bandit, who hesitated at the last moment and let the arrow fly broad, though just narrowly missing the baron.
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| Zethrayon (10:17) | Zethrayon chuckled amusedly as he raised up his left arm, freeing up his shoulder from the cloth that hid what was underneath - a severed head planted on a set of spikes. Green, Necrotic flames danced up toward the sky. "Aw shit. That's the Black Baron!" cried one of the three men.
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| Skylaa (10:22) | Off in the distance, shouting and the cries of something or someone could be heard. The man bothering Skylaa looked at her and then looked off to the right for a while before finally turning and giving her a wink, "Don't go anywhere mah'dear, I will be back for you kitty cat." he said drawing his sword and running off to see what the chaos was.
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| Skylaa (10:23) | She rolled her eyes, so annoyed with all the pet names people called her. Kitty cat, cat lady and more. "I can't stay here, I must get loose.." Skylaa told herself, her hands trying to nudge their way from out of the ropes that restrained them, angling them somewhat as one of her claws came in contact with a rope, just barely slicing it.
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| Skylaa (10:23) | This was getting her nowhere but try as she might, the mithra didn't give up, still trying to free herself as her teeth gritted, her emerald shaded eyes full of anger and hate watched as Skylaa's hands worked, trying to free her.
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| Zethrayon (10:29) | Zethrayon's right hand loosely clutched the reins of his steed, causing it to merely stand in place despite any percieved threat. Extending his left arm out, the Dark Knight kept his eyes on the one who had foolishly shot an arrow at him. And in an ironic sort of way, these bandits exemplified his Darwinian ideals. The flesh on his left palm warped and twisted. A small bubble of flesh forming on two portions of his palm before the unmistakeable sound of flesh being pierced by metal
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| Zethrayon (10:29) | was heard. Through the two small openings, a massive blade had materialized out of the Dark Knight's hand. Blightgrimm. It hovered in front of Zethrayon for a moment before he clutched it with his left arm. Lightning coarsed through the ancient metal and up against his arm. Blood dripped from the center socket of the blade, where a floating eye had resided, albeit closed at the moment. "Come fools. You are all dead unless you prove to be stronger than I."
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| Skylaa (10:34) | After a while of work and frustration, Skylaa had sliced through a few of the ropes restraining one of her hands. Her claws ached, if that was possible? She could barely move those fingers but she couldnt stop now. Turning to the side but trying to keep some kind of calm reflection about her, she used her free hand to tug her other hand free, almost doing so before something whacked her upside the back of the head, quite hard actually.
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| Skylaa (10:34) | Skylaa The pounding now in her head ached, her green eyes squinting and peering at who caused the pain. "Get away from me.." she yelled out, trying to use her free hand, her claws coming on contact with the man's robe sand slicing through a sleeve as the skin on her arm suddenly burned again, sending shivers through her entire being.
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| Skylaa (10:35) | "Easy kitty-cat, didn't you miss me? Trying to run to see me were you?" he asked smugly, gathering another rope and retraining it back to the tree. Skylaa growled under her breath, refusing to look at the man as he stood close and made sure she didn't escape this time.
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| Zethrayon (10:38) | There wasn't much of a fight for Zethrayon as much as he wanted one. He didn't even bother to dismount his steed. Instead, he urged his charger into battle. It rode right for the man who had shot an arrow at its master, ramming into him and not only impaling him on a few of the spiked plates on its flanks but also continuing past him and trampling him. The Dark Knight lifted up his left arm and send Blightgrimm singing downward against his fleeing friend.
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| Zethrayon (10:38) | The man crumpled to the ground, headless but yet still screaming horrifically as Blightgrimm's cut was deeper than mere flesh deep. Morale had failed the other men, causing them to stumble and run away. But their choice of ambush point was a folly as it had only one escape - the direction that the Dark Knight had ridden in from. Zethrayon pushed past some more bushes on his mount to pursue them.
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| Skylaa (10:46) | "Just let me go, what good am I to you?" Skylaa asked him, her eyes looking directly at him as she was trembling against the tree, her skin still burning. "Ah but yes, what good are you to me." the man questioned in remark to her words. "It just happened to be your lucky day kitty cat, here we are and now here are you. Feel honored the men haven't had their way with you by now, most they would but you seem a bit feisty so we have to take precautions. You see, we still aren't sur
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| Skylaa (10:46) | Skylaa (c) "sure what you are." he said leaning in closer as one of his hands touched her cat-like shaped ear.
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| Skylaa (10:47) | It twitched and angered Skylaa, causing her to growl and mutter under her breath at the man. "Stop that." is all she said before the man finally turned back to the right. "What the hell are those men doing?" he said out loud to himself, leaving her alone again by the tree as he walked back up see what was occurring with the rest of them, muttering the entire way.
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| Zethrayon (10:51) | Zethrayon suddenly came barreling through on his steed, the man taking a step back and away from the Dark Knight as he came through some thick foliage. With his right hand, the Black Baron lifted up a stack of heads he collected from the bandits and tossed them on the floor in front of the man. "You and your men have plagued my roads. You have slain my messengers. I have paid you back in kind," boomed his voice, reverberating unnaturally through his helmet.
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| Zethrayon (10:51) | Zethrayon raised up his head while looking down on the man before his eyes jumped toward the bound Mithra. "And your prisoner is now my prisoner," he continued. "Heh. have her. She's weak," The bandit said in an attempt to garner some good will out of his would-be executioner and perhaps be given a stay.
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| Skylaa (10:56) | Skylaa's head turned to the right, some unknown man, or was it a man? Green eyes peering out the helmet as he talked to the man that restrained her. "Shes yours, anything you wish." the man added, looking back at the mithra as he shrugged before turning back to the knight, "Do as you wish with her." he finished. Skylaa muttered, "Like hell he will. I know him nor you but I am no ones prisoner, let me go." she ordered, not even realizing both men weren't even paying her a bit of
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| Skylaa (10:57) | Skylaa (c) attention now as her hands tryed to tug free again, her claws once again trying to cut the ropes.
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| Zethrayon (11:01) | Reaching down into a saddlebag, Zethrayon produced a long, finely crafted dagger. Holding it between the pointed fingers of his metal gauntlets, he twisted his wrist and flung the dagger at the Mithra. The blade made a Thok as it hit the wood, cutting the lowest of the ropes and perhaps making it easier for her to free herself. "You are weak. But you can prove yourself strong. Free yourself. Take your axe. Kill this man and I will let you live. If not, I will kill you and gossip
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| Zethrayon (11:02) | Zethrayon and allow him to live. The weak shall be food for the strong," The Black Baron boomed. The Emeralds encrusted into the sockets of his helmet seemed only more intense now. The dark blade in his hand was restless. The eye that had remained shut in the center of it now opened. The idea of more blood enticing to it. More for it to feed.
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| Skylaa (11:09) | The mithra blinked, raising an eyebrow and for a moment somewhat confused as to what hes saying. "You want me to...to kill him?" Skylaa asked, a sudden wash of fear overtaking her as she stayed against the tree, the dagger that the knight had thrown still in the tree with the ropes falling here and there on the ground as she moved a bit.
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| Skylaa (11:10) | "Is..there no other way?" she asked, knowing very well no one would understand her distraught, her fear of taking another's life. After all, thats what caused her to be a shameful woman and cast from her village, far far away. Taking someones life. Skylaa's eyes misted a moment as the thoughts played over in her head before her pain stricken hands finally leapt out and grasped her axe, lifting it up rather easily for someone as weak as her.
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| Skylaa (11:10) | "I do hope you keep your word knight." she said, turning to him for a moment with a glare before her green eyes turned back to the man next to the knight as he gave her a bewildering look. "Come on kitty cat, you don't have to do what he says." he said, backing away some as Skylaa moved forward. "Kitty cat is not my damn name." she muttered, anger filling her again as her shoulder began to burn more.
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| Skylaa (11:11) | Every time she even thought of taking someones life it burned, cause her such pain. Goodness knows what would happen if she did succeed and take his life. Slowly Skylaa moved forward, her axe in front of her as her eyes held a look that wasn't her, almost resembling the same one many years ago when she took the life of the elder Mithra man from her village.
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| Zethrayon (11:13) | "I will be waiting at the end of the grove. The first person who reaches me will be allowed to live,X" Zethrayon repeated before turning around and digging his heels into his steed. As the Dark Knight moved away, the coldness and fog seemed to follow him. Perhaps it was a mistake to give her a chance, if she didn't understand survival. Or perhaps, that would make her his greatest triumph. Proof that all should strive for strength.
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| Zethrayon (11:13) | Zethrayon continued to muse as he drifted out of sight of the pair to take his place just outside of the grove. Blightgrimm hungered for more. It always did.
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| Zael (11:18) | Zael starts pacing around the jail cell, cursing commander Vaugl and the head of magi-tek research, Laianne, for putting him here.
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| Zael (11:23) | looks outside the cell window and sees a cloaked figure entering vector fortress. About 10 minutes later Zael heard something at his cell door, and as he approached, it opened and Thanglin's familiar face shown thru the hood.
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| Skylaa (11:24) | Skylaa muttered, knowing if she didn't know as he requested, her life would be taken and she wanst ready to go yet. "I do hope your ready for a brawl kitty, you wont get past me easily." the man said, coming towards her rather quickly with his sword drawn. Quickly she moved out of the way, her hand reaching out, the claws along her fingertips grazing across his face, blood trickling down and on her nails as he pulled away, gasping and a bit shocked.
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| Skylaa (11:24) | "You mean to kill me don't you lass?" he called out, taking a stance and a determined look on his face as he thrust forward after her. Leaning into the air she ducked and as he went past her axe came up and clashed against his back, the man falling on the ground. "Son of a..." the man started to call out, cursing and muttering Skylaa before he stood up, his sword pointing towards her.
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| Skylaa (11:25) | "Im shocked you can even lift that sword up. Someone as weak and as fragile as you kitty cat." he said cocky, coming at her again. Was this man stupid? Did he have no sense of living at all? He said just the right words to frustrate her even more and that itself, was a disadvantage to him. "I asked you to let me go earlier. If this is the only way for me to live then so be it." Skylaa added with a growl, coming at him again as her sword made contact with her shoulder, the same one
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| Skylaa (11:25) | Skylaa (c) that was causing her pain.
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| Skylaa (11:25) | Her body hit the ground hard, trembling and shaking as her axe fell out of her grasps. Skylaa muttered and said words that no woman should ever say before she leaned up, her hand grabbing her axe and using it as a balance item to let her stand. "That will be the last time you strike me." she said, not even noticing him already moving and swing his sword down upon her shoulder again, tearing at the flesh.
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| Skylaa (11:26) | Skylaa screamed, blood pouring over her shoulder and soaking her bearskin dress, the pain that she once felt increased by ten fold or more. She cringed, standing but it wasn't sure how as she leaned on the axe again. Gritting her teeth and growling once more she picked up her axe with her injured shoulder, no matter how much pain it was she had to do this. "Lets play shall we?" she was heard saying before she came at him and thrust her axe, coming in contact with the mans body, sending
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| Skylaa (11:26) | Skylaa (c) him crashing to the ground as she come up behind him, lifting his head as she licked his cheek rather vindictively and ran her claws along his neck.
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| Skylaa (11:27) | Skylaa "I told you to let me go." she said before her claws finally sliced across his neck and sank in deep, blood gurgling out of his throat as she let him fall to the ground, her body soon falling as well. Weak and injured but with a bit of a turn, she started crawling along the ground, her axe dragging across the dirt and leaving a large imprint as she moved to the grove where the knight waited.
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| Zael (11:28) | Thanglin said, "Zael, i've been sent here to free ya from your cell. We will meet her outside of town, oh, your equipment is already with her, and wear this cloak" Zael quickly slide into the robe, and follows thanglin up and out of the dungeon and into the main hall where soldiers were lined up in front of the stairwell, with Laianne in front of them.
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| Zethrayon (11:32) | And sure enough, Zethrayon merely sat on his steed. The wind picked up considerably, his long billowy cape catching it and ballooning behind him against the window. The edge of Blightgrimm poked out from the side of the horse, electricity running up and down the twin prongs of the blade. "Remember that lesson. The weak are food for the strong. Take what is needed from those who cannot hold onto it with their own fists. That is the boon I grant you," he said.
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| Zethrayon (11:32) | With his messengers avenged and commerce now able to pick up again, the Dark Knight spurred his steed to spin around slowly, facing back the direction he had originally approached. Zethrayon shrugged his left shoulder, recovering the severed head he used as an ornament atop the spikes. Underneath the cloth, the green, necrotic flames seemingly vanished.
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| Zael (11:33) | Zael Points at Laianne and yells, "You Bitch, get outta my way!" and ran forwards with his fist clenched, but was pulled back by Thanglin. Zael just turned and looked at Thanglin, and Thanglin sighed and said, "Guess i forgot to tell ya who went and hired me, it is a long story."
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| Skylaa (11:36) | Glancing up from the ground, her tired green eyes caught notice of the head on a stick he held. It itself was by far the worse, most horrendous thing she had ever seen. She said nothing but nodded to him, perhaps she was to weak to speak, to tired, or maybe just couldn't find the right words to say. She had killed and strangely, it left her feeling somewhat at 'home' for a long time. With a loud grunt and whimpers of pain, Skylaa stood, grasping her large axe and letting it fall on the sho
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| Skylaa (11:37) | Skylaa (c) shoulder that wasn't injured. With not a word at all still yet, she simply began walking, almost limping, following the knight. It just seemed right and she always did what just felt right to her.
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| Zael (11:37) | Zael: emote, Laianne motioned to Zael and Thanglin to follow her, which they then proceeded to do as she led them to the outskirts of vector. "Zael, im only doing this outta respect for the soldiers you led, they thought you were one of the greatest people to lead them, but remember, if i ever see ya back in vector, I wont think twice of killing ya." Laienee and the troops walked back into vector, Laianne's long blonde hair flowing behind her.
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| Ashuelot (11:41) | "This is the way it always happens," Ashuelot thought to himself. How could he ever begin to believe that fate would have helped him even a little? He wandered around Coneria, wondering where Skylaa had gotten off too. She had said she'd be right back, and that was over a day ago. He hoped she wasn't in any trouble, but Ash knew with his luck that she had found some better use of her time.
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| Ashuelot (11:48) | In fact, it had been time for him to leave Coneria all together for quite a while now. Ashuelot had not stayed in one place for so long since he started remembering again. But something was keeping him here, a feeling, it seemed as though Copneria was tensing,, something was going to happen soon. It was only a felling, not much to go on. But it was all he had at the moment, so he clung to it.
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| Skylaa (11:55) | Waking up from she was guessing a short nap, Skylaa had wandered away from the knight's manor she was at and made her way back to Coneria. Her pockets of her dress were a bit light and she needed her dress tailored but without money that would be a bit hard to accomplish. So with a quick turn, she headed towards the Coneria Bank, set on withdrawing a few coins from her account to cover her things she needed done. Nudging the door open she entered, not even taking the time to look around as
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| Skylaa (11:55) | Skylaa (c) she entered. Her dress was still covered in blood from the incident before in the fog.
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| Swyvl (12:36) | With his cotton candy in hand, Swyvl continued on through the festival admiring the sights and sounds. Several young kids ran past him screaming and laughing pointing towards the face painting booth. "Face painting ..huh.. Well i won't be needing that.." Swyvls thought to himself as he slid his mask from off top of his had down across his face.
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| Swyvl (12:42) | Swyvl moved from booth to booth just viewing the different attractions but not participating. He bounced from the petting zoo to the puppet show, from the puppet show to the story teller. Children ran all about, unattended. Swyvl slowly made his way to the eastern section of the festival.
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| Swyvl (12:50) | Swyvl's stared at a poorly lit booth that read "Fortunes Read Here". Swyvl smirked underneath the mask. He stode and contemplated wether or not he should when his focus was abuptly interuprted. "Excuse me...Don't i know you young man?" a raspy elderly voice said from the shadows on the side of the booth. A little elderly woman slowly walked out of the shadows towards Swyvl.
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| Ruu (12:56) | Ruu: Meanwhile, on the other end of the fairground, Ruu sat in sullen silence wiping a few stray tears from his face. He held a leather bag containing a dozen javelins with one hand and looked hungrily at the apple in his right. It was no use! No one wanted an apple split right over their head! Should he eat the apple to sate his stomach of steel, or try to find a volunteer again in hopes of making more money by attracting a crowd?
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| Swyvl (13:04) | Swyvl looked puzzled. "Um...no mame...I don't think so." he responded. The elderly woman crept closer staring hard as if too see the face beneath the mask Swyvl wore. "You sure?...I have a feeling that I know you." The elderly woman said as she scanned over Swyvl's body looking for the unknown. Swyvl slowly removed his mask, resting it ontop of his head to prove that his face was unfamiliar, but the reaction of the eldery womans face would show otherwise.
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| Swyvl (13:09) | The look on the elderly womans face lit up as if she found a long lost child. " It is you...young..." she said before her words became inaudible. Swyvl quinted as if confused at the elderly womans glee. "Come...come..." the elderly woman said with an excited voice. she breifly waved for Swyvl to follow. With some hesitation he did just that.
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| Swyvl (13:19) | Swyvl followed the eldery woman into the back of the booth. "Sit...sit.." she stated while pointed as a chair on the opposite side of the table. Swyvl took a seat and stared across at the elderly woman he now accosiated to be a gypsy of some sort. A tiny glowing materia sat in the sinter of the table fading in and oout. "Nayjyhlan..." stated the woman. The tiny materia brighting up at the sound of the word. Swyvl's eyes lit up as that single word brought back memories of his past. h
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| Swyvl (13:19) | Swyvl: (c{{W) his memory quickly refreshed as he now recoqnized the woman...she was the gypsy that branded him with his destiny.
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| Fri May 11 |
| Zael (20:38) | Zael then looked at Thanglin with a puzzled look and said, "That was just totally unexpected that shee hired ya to do this, and wheres my equipment..."
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| Zael (20:39) | Zael Thanglin pointed over to a crate and said, there is your equipment.
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| Zael (20:42) | Zael pulled the crate behind some inconspicuous bushed and donned his armor and put on his sword. He then made sure everything in his pack was there and walked up to thanglin and said, "I guess we part ways for now." Zael then walked down the road towards the southern woods.
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| Sat May 12 |
| Faylen (06:45) | Faylen: blah
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| Zael (19:02) | Zael made sure to keep hiddin in his cloak as he walked down the path to coneria. Outside he saw signs for jobs as a security guard at a show called "who wants to ba a gillionare" Zael then noticed that he missed the deadline to apply and decided to head to the town square anyways.
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| Zael (19:14) | Zael searched for a bench to sitdown at in the coneria town square, but couldnt find one. Zael was getting annoyed at the fact that the security position was filled for Who wants to be a Gillionare. He knew he woulda been the perfect choice for guarding the place, even though he was shamefully imprisoned by his own boss.
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| Zael (19:17) | He then decided he might as well wait at the inn ans ask around for tickets to the show. Zael eventually reached the entrance and noticed the door he broke down was replaced. He grinned at the memories of those killed that fateful day, and then opened the door and walked in.
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| Zael (20:37) | Zael sits down in a chair
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| Sun May 13 |
| Sild (08:49) | Sild yawned as he looked at the sun. The weather was nice, and the fountain in the Conerian square bubbled merrily. The warrior yawned again and started slowly popping his joints. It was nice to stop in the white-walled city that was the hub of Ivalice, but staying here was not how he intended to spend the remainder of his life.
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| Keelee (08:53) | Keelee marched back through the gates of Coneria, only planning on staying just a few minutes to gather some things she had left and needed as she walked down the path. "I should pick up some things." she thought, saying out loud as she headed over to the tavern and walked in, ordering a meal to go as she waited by the door, quietly for a moment before proceeding in and sitting at a table, ordering a few containers of water as well. Taking care of someone, one could never be sure just
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| Keelee (08:53) | Keelee (c) how much supplies you needed. "Oh, a new bag of medical wraps would be helpful too." she called out, the man fetching her water nodding in agreement that he had heard her and wandered off to find said items.
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| Sild (08:56) | "Better check my gear again," muttered the warrior and unslung his hammer. He checked the head, twisted it slightly to check how it sat on the handle. Perfectly snug. Then Sild examined the contents of his canvas bag. Some bandages, some chemicals to treat metal, a water gourd, a folded cloak, some nails, a small knife. All there.
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| Keelee (08:59) | Keelee tapped her fingers on the table as she waited for her things, a waitress placing the wrapped meal on her table as she handed her some gil. "Thank you." she called out, turning and looking around before sighing, leaning back in the chair. Men. All around and boy did it annoy her. They were just trouble...all they were and no one else would change her mind.
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| Sild (09:03) | Where to go? East, west, south? Sild could be useful everywhere. "I'll follow the sun, like I usually do," thought the warrior and started walking to the south. The iron nails in his boots clicked against the cobblestones of the Royal way as the man marched on, carefully avoiding the carts. As he reached the crossing, a sign to his right caught his attention.
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| Sild (09:07) | Drunken Dragon Inn. A den of vice. All inns were dens of vice, but this one was probably worse. Drunken. And dragon. Alcohol made people do a lot of evil, but none of the churches of Ivalice forbade it. Dragons were a symbol of evil, of greed, of unrestrained use of power. A drunken dragon would probably be a pure abomination. Sild spat in disgust.
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| Keelee (09:13) | The man finally entered the tavern again, a few containers of water in hand and the bag of the medical bandages Keelee had used so many times. "Thank you." she said, giving him a nervous smile as she gave the lad his pay, a tip as well for his fast return. "Have a good day." she called out as he walked off, ordering her a small water before she decided to leave the tavern and head back to check on her patient, the waitress walking off to get the water she requested.
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| Sild (09:21) | Still, fighting vice was Sild's goal and he decided to look inside. As he approached the inn, the man cringed at the sight of the place. Ribald laughter was heard from inside. As he tried to enter the place, he bumped into a girl who was leaving the inn. Sild briefly looked at her. A too revealing and too tight robe, an anklet, a tattoo. Everything was clear. "Step aside, harlot," instructed the warrior. "And get a decent job."
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| Keelee (09:25) | Keelee raised an eyebrow, stopping in her tracks as she regained her balance from the bump into the stranger. Her head tilted as her eyes held an odd expression as she spoke,"Excuse me, what was that you said Sir? I'm sure I was mistaken hearing what you said." she said politely, gritting her teeth but smiling nonetheless.
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| Sild (09:29) | "I said get a decent job, girl." Sild frowned. "Walking around the inn half-clothed, seducing men is not the way a woman should live her life. Even cleaning the swine pen is better." He reached into the bag for his cloak and handed it to the girl. "Cover yourself."
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| Keelee (09:35) | Keelee looked at the man like he had lost his mind, tossing the cloak back at him as her hand raised and landed against his cheek, as she gasped, almost as if then she realized what she had done. Her hand flew away quickly, resting at her side but her gaze kept on the man. "I'll have you know sir I am no such type of person, I tend to people, take care of them using my healing skills. You however, are a rude pig of a man." she shouted, a few wandering from the tavern and watching the i
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| Keelee (09:35) | Keelee (c) incident between the two as she kept her brown eyes on the man, her expression that of an irritated woman, naturally. "And for another thing, its none of your business how I dress, you got that?" she said loudly, poking him in the arm as she moved forward. For some odd reason, the normal nervousness that set in when she was around men was gone, probably to mad to even notice, surely it would hit her later on though.
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| Sild (09:41) | Sild slowly rubbed his cheek and then put his palm on the girl's shoulder, as if trying to stop her. "If I am wrong about your moral values, I shall apologise. But first you can explain to me why you picked up this attire if your intent was to heal people, not inflame their basest desires. Because it is my business. I shall explain later, why."
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| Keelee (09:45) | "I shall do no such thing. I don't know you as you don't know me. Dont go around making assumptions." Keelee called out as she turned and walked off, muttering the word "Jerk." as she left, shaking her head and gritting her teeth. Her things were gripped tightly in her hands as she headed to the Inn to the room on the bottom floor to put up her things.
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| Sild (09:51) | The man shrugged. "Maybe my words have planted a seed of decency in the soul of this lying harlot. 'Healing people'..." Sild sighed and carefully folded his cloak back into the bag. He walked inside and peered at the bartender. "Water," he said and sat down.
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| Rua (23:14) | Rua was the last one out of the building. Screaming bloody murder the entire way. Raging about how the commoners have no appreciation for nice things and how they always screw things up.
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| Zael (23:14) | Zael Taps Rua on the should as he passes by saying "wait up. I need to ask something."
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| Zael (23:17) | Zael runs after Rua, Trying to get his attention.
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| Mon May 14 |
| Chris (00:12) | It seemed like forever that Chris was atop this damn wall, thinking of a way to navigate it. But, it looked like he had finally found a path around the outer rim. It was dangerous for sure, but all the alternatives were just as dangerous. So he carefully began to walk around the top of the wall, looking for a safe place to climb down inside. All the while trying not to attract more attention.
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| Kailadan (00:16) | Chris had already attracted some attention, however. Kailadan had seen the entire thing thus far, and couldn't decide whether or not to get ahold of the authorities, or just chase the other man down himself... Yeah, right. Kail was already moving for the wall, with full intent to follow.
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| Chris (00:18) | Stones, vines, ...dead birds, all sorts of debris was atop the wall, and all of which Chris had to carefully step around. The going was quite slow, what with the trying to be stealthy aspect of this particular adventure. But he was about a third of the way around from where he started, so he was making decent progress. And he wasn't even noticed by the guards! That he could tell, anyway. No spots yet to climb down, but hopefully there would be some a bit further along.
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| Kailadan (00:22) | It wasn't long before Kailadan reached the wall himself. Giving the general area a quick glance, to ensure that nobody's looking at him, his right hand dips into a pouch on his belt. A mere moment later and it's pulled out...along with a strange sort of darkness that immediately covers Kail's being. With a mischievious grin, the young Sword Knight began climbing up, bit by bit.
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| Chris (00:24) | A quick misstep and a small chunk of the wall dislodged and fell to the ground some...however the hell high he was. He couldn't even tell anymore. It hit the ground with a dull thud, breaking into many pieces. Luckily, no one seemed to notice this. Perhaps it was a normal occurance, Chris thought. Although the more he thought about it, the less safe he felt. Because when walls start to crumble like that...well, it's not a good sign for those scaling them. He continued on, even slower now.
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| Kailadan (00:50) | Up...up...up... Finally! The top. A heavy sigh of relief escapes Kailadan's lips as he pulls himself up that last little bit. It seems that his choice of location was almost as good as he had hoped. Chris being spotted once again, Kail very carefully gets up on his feet and begins the chase, choosing to keep his distance.
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| Chris (00:54) | Finally, about two thirds of the way from where he started, Chris lucked out and found a way down...of sorts. All it consisted of was a rather long vine hanging down from the wall and a rather large crack in which to wedge the vine. But, looking further down the wall, it was the best shot he was likely to find, so he began wedging the vine into the crack, making sure it would support his weight coming loose, should he actually get the nerve up to climb down it.
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| Kailadan (00:59) | So the plan is to slip inside of the wall, eh? Hmm... Change of plans. Quickening his pace, Kailadan does his best to ensure that Chris is still within his own view. The young man's curiosity was constantly growing, both for what lies inside the wall and what the other man's intentions are.
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| Chris (01:03) | Okay, the vine was steady. Time to...wait a second. There was someone else on the wall. A someone who was currently moving towards Chris at a good speed. This wasn't good. This wasn't good at all. His hand strayed to his sword, but he didn't unsheath it yet. He was going to see what this fellow wanted before making any action. If he didn't like what he heard...well, he could always knock him off the wall.
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| Kailadan (01:06) | The other man paused? Oh, crap, Kailadan's been spotted. Slowing down his pace back to a steady walk, Kail motions down towards the vine as he approaches, not saying a single word. Then, with his hands, he went about making climbing motions before pointing down. After all of that, he finally pointed a finger at Chris with a raised eyebrow.
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| Chris (01:13) | What the hell? Was this guy some sort of goofy mime? It took a second before Chris realized that the guy didn't mean any harm and wanted Chris to climb down inside. Apparently he had the same mindset and wanted to follow him in search of treasure. Seemed innocent enough, so Chris nodded and motioned for the man to stay where he was. With that, he began to scale down the vine, carefully. VERY carefully.
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| Kailadan (01:15) | Getting closer once Chris began his descent, Kailadan eventually reached the top of the vine and knelt down. Peering down, past Chris, the young man's curiosity could only grow. What could possibly be so special in there that it has to be guarded? Especially guarded so poorly that a pair of Sword Knights could find a way inside.
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| Chris (01:16) | Bit by bit, foot by foot, Chris was scaling down the wall. He couldn't believe his luck; he was finally going to get to see INSIDE this place. And the guards didn't notice a thing! He was on cloud 9. At least...until the vine broke. Then his mind came crashing back down to earth. His body followed closely after, hitting the ground with a very loud thud. He lay motionless, waiting to see if he felt anything broken...
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| Kailadan (01:21) | Uh oh... As that vine snaps, Kailadan immediately gets a look of 'I didn't do it!' Caution telling him to be careful, he lays himself flat along the top of the wall, still peering down at Chris. Not particularly interested in shouting down to the man, Kail instead reaches into a pouch on his belt, only to pull out a couple bandages. With a simple toss, those bandages begin their own descent down.
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| Chris (01:21) | Ow! A sharp pain came from his right leg. It felt like it was broken, or at least injured pretty badly. The sound didn't go unnoticed by the guard Moogle, he could hear the whistle the guard blew to summon help to apprehend Chris. At this point, he was willing to let the guards take him. At least they would take him to a healer. He hoped. And after all this, there was no treasure in sight! What a let down. (c)
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| Chris (01:24) | All he saw was a bunch of strange carvings on the walls. In his pain, Chris reached up and touched the nearest one. The instant he touched the carving, a bright flash erupted through his mind. Images, voices, all sorts of things flew into his mind much faster than he could comprehend. (c)
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| Chris (01:24) | With the pain in his leg arching and now his mind overwhelmed by this new information, Chris did the only thing he could possibly do. Pass out. And so he did. But the information remained, playing back and forth in his unconsious mind. Even as the guards dragged him away, voices spoke to him...
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| Kailadan (01:28) | Damn, the guards are here, too. Pulling his head back and rolling over onto his backside, Kailadan simply listened as best as he could to what the moogles were saying. It sounds like they're going to drag off that other man. Waiting until the sounds of moogle chatter died down, Kail made sure that his Cherrub Down was securely fastened before simply rolling right off the side of the wall, choosing a much safer mode of falling than Chris's.
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| Chris (01:31) | Even as the guards did their best to drag the unconsious body of Chris into custody, a strange thing happened. A small light began to glow. It seemed to be emanating from around his chest, under his armor. A couple of quick pulses of light and a small glow enveloped his injured leg, mending the wound. The glow faded and the light stopped pulsing, its work done. It couldn't restore Chris to lucidity, but it did heal his leg at least. Something the guards didn't seem to care much about.
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| Kailadan (01:36) | Unlike Chris, Kailadan's landing was graceful and, more importantly, injury free. Not wasting any time, the words to the Invis spell are chanted before he moves to press his backside against the wall, rapidly glancing about for anybody else present. Lucky for him, the guards had already gone. Now it's exploration time!
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| Chris (01:43) | The guards had managed to drag Chris into a holding cell and put him on a bed...somehow. Perhaps a whole bunch of moogles cooperated to lift him. He was unconsious, so no one really knows. He awoke a few hours later, the pain in his leg gone, but replaced by a thobbing in his head. He remembered...a flash of light. And then he woke up here. The images and voices, he couldn't recall those. Besides, his mind wasn't exactly on the wall at the moment anyway. It was on the punishment surely to c
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| Chris (01:44) | Chris: (c) come.
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| Kailadan (01:44) | Letting out a brief sigh of relief, Kailadan pushes himself from the wall, finally getting the chance to actually see what all the big deal is. He couldn't help but be a touch disappointed in the actual appearance of the place, though. All it had was one big wall with a bunch of pictures! Sucky.
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| Chris (01:47) | Chris listened to the moogles berate him for what seemed like hours. But in the end, it was decided amongst them that, since he hadn't damaged the wall, and paid for his mistake by having one nasty fall, it all evened out in and end and he was free to go. He...really hadn't expected the Moogles to let him off so gently, but he certainly wasn't going to complain. (c)
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| Chris (01:47) | Chris thanked them and then ran the hell out of there, headed back to the inn. He didn't want to risk getting locked up for anything else. Besides, he needed a rest. On the way to the inn, though, he can't help but think he forgot something. Or maybe it was someone. It was too damn hard to think with this pounding in his head.
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| Kailadan (01:51) | Okay, so the pictures looked cool. Big deal. With a sigh of disappointment, Kailadan makes his way for the exit. Coming right up on the moogle at the entrance, he gives the guard a firm slap on the back as he walks right on by, chuckling all the way. A couple moments later, the guard finally snaps from his confusion and dashes inside the Wall, no doubt searching for other intruders. Meanwhile, Kail just keeps on moving, the inn being his destination.
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| Chris (02:03) | Chris finally reached the inn and, having payed previously, went up to his room and promptly went to sleep on the bed. His mind just wasn't working right and he needed the sleep, needed the time to recover from his fall. While his body rested, though, his mind went to work, attempting to process the information it had recieved. (c)
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| Chris (02:03) | The whole night Chris was haunted by a voice. Although most of what it said he couldn't understand, one sentence stood out very clearly. It said, "Seek me out. Find me. It is your destiny." The entire night was filled with bizarre dreams and the voice speaking to him. Though his body got rest, his mind did not. While he might not have found treasure behind the wall, he found something. But what he found, would it lead him to his destiny? Or to madness?
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| Swyvl (14:00) | "So how has your search gone?.." asked the gypsy. Swyvl still startled from the revelation stumbled through his response, " I..I..havent found Wutai yet..but I..I'm still lookin..". Swyvl looked across the table glancing at the glowing piece of materia, which glowed brighter then before.
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| Swyvl (14:04) | " It's been a year since i met you and you branded my neck with this word...Nayjyhlan..." Swyvle stated. The elderly gypsy leaned fowward to better examine the word that was almost tattooed down the side of his neck. "Yes....your destiny..." the eldery woman responded. the materia on the table glowed bright and the notion of the word.
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| Keelee (14:06) | Keelee exited the Inn, her hair brushing off her shoulders in the breeze as she walked down the street. A paper hovering in the air landed against her chest. Smirking she removed it and looked down, a poster of sorts in bright colors read: "A festival, lots of fun and prizes to win! Come one, come all. Near Damcyan." Keelee raised an eyebrow and thought, that might be just what she needed since the event with the rude stranger who accused her of being a harlot other day. With a twist of
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| Keelee (14:06) | Keelee (c) her feet, she walked on towards Damcyan, eager to find this festival the poster told of.
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| Swyvl (14:10) | "..Can you tell me more about the meaning of this word?" asked Swyvl eagerly anticipating more information. The elderly woman closed her eyes and sat backin her chair before sighing, " unforunately ....the meaning of the word and your destiny is a mystery that only you can unravel .". Disaapointed, Swyvl stood up from the tabled and spouted, "The what good are you ...you pull me away brand me with this nonsense anddont offer anymore information?!?"
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| Keelee (14:14) | Walking towards Damcyan was an adventure in itself, the weather is beautiful and the sky a bit cloudy above. The bells around her ankle jingled softly, her lips humming a smooth elven tone as she walked on, coming to the outskirts of Damcyan. A few passing bards wandered by, instruments in hand as they gave her a big ole grin and one even winked as he walked by. Keelee gave them both a nervous smile, not wanting to encourage them anymore she kept quiet and entered the town, looking around a
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| Keelee (14:15) | Keelee (c) and back down to the poster she held in her hands.
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| Swyvl (14:15) | Swyvl quickly steped away from the gypsy's table and walked out of the booth eager to not allow an elderly woman to mess up his fun. He quickly moved away from the both and headed towards the Snack Booth as his stomach was starting to fight itself over hunger.
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| Keelee (14:19) | Head towards the colorful bunch of flowers, the festival is beyond them." the poster read as Keelee folded it back up and slipped it in her robes. "Hrm, colorful flowers..." she said out loud, her brown eyes gazing around from every angle until she noticed them off to the west. She smiled somewhat as she headed in that direction, the flowers increasing more as she walked west and then north, laughing and the murmur of people straight north from her. The festival just up ahead!!
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| Swyvl (14:29) | Swyvl approached the the Snack Booth and began to place his order. " I'll have one candy apple and small lemon tea.." Swyvl stated. The vendor which over the counter handing him a light red apple with a glossy shine to it and a small cup of tea. "That'll be 25gil.." the vendor requested with his hand out. Swyvl quickly paid and walked away.
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| Keelee (14:33) | Quickly the small mage's feet moved, entering the festival finally. All around people wandered past, kids dressed in little costumes, mimes, clowns and so many other faces. All smiling and laughing. Off in the distance Keelee could hear a man announcing he was selling taffy. She smiled, almost squealed at the thought of taffy. Taffy was something she hadn't had since her days way back in the castle, when she was just but a young girl, before the accident with her family. Tilting her head sh
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| Keelee (14:33) | Keelee (c) she smiled at a passing old man and headed off towards the taffy vendor.
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| Swyvl (14:38) | Swyvl didn't make it five feet away from the snack booth when a rush of kids running around unsupervised brushed by him knocking his candy apple out of his hand to the ground. "Son of a ...." Swyvl stated before catching himself. He looked down to the dirt of the ground to see small insects already attacking the fallen apple without hesitation.
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| Keelee (14:41) | Approaching the taffy vendor, Keelee had a hint of sparkle to her eyes. Very seldom did this side of her show but seeing the taffy brought back many memories. Her small nose sniffed at the air, the smell just like it used to be. The man behind nodded and smiled at her before calling out again, "Taffy- get your fresh taffy here." Keelee giggled, odd for a girl who hated everyone it seemed but smiled at the man and spoke softly, "A strawberry taffy please." she requested, pulling a fe
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| Keelee (14:42) | Keelee (c) few gil from her robes and placing the money on his cart as she waited. Her eyes watching as it wrapped around the stick, completely zoned in.
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| Swyvl (14:47) | Frustrated, Swyvl looked around frantically for the wild pack costed him the delightful taste of candy apple bliss, but none were to be found. He took a sip of his tea, and sighed, for he still had somethin to show for his money. He looked around searching for the next attraction to try.
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| Keelee (14:50) | The man handed the elf her taffy and collected her money. He nodded and she smiled, taking a bit as her eyes closed, enjoying the strawberry taste before moving on and seeing what else this festival brought. For now, it seemed rather interesting and the taffy itself made it a great find. A mime walked by her, mimicking her movements as she watched for a while, finding it rather funny at first but then quiet annoying."Shew." Keelee mumbled, the mime just continuing on to copy her.
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| Rhylas (20:52) | Rhylas stepped into Grizzy's Gizmos and Gadgets, glancing around the shop befor approaching the shop owner. "Greeting, I was in a couple days ago..." Befor he could finish, Griswald jumped to his feet, ran around the counter and locked the door to his shop. "Ah yes. Rhylas, was it not?" he peered out of the window befor closing the curtains and walking back over toward the chemist. "Um..yes." Griswald nodded and cut in again. "You were the young lad that needed some..special..
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| Rhylas (20:53) | Rhylas ont) ..special..ammunition. I have it here." He circled back around the counter and withdrew a box from below the counter.
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| Rhylas (21:00) | "Why..Why the secrecy..if I may ask?" Rhylas was a little confused. "When you came to me and commissioned me to craft ammunition for your...gun. I had no problem. I looked forward to the challeng." Griswald reached down and withdrew a second item from under his counter, and placed it befor Rhylas. It was a large peice of rolled up paper. Griswald unfolded the paper and upon it were the blue prints for the Ammunition. "But once I began to craft these...I began to realized the destr
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| Rhylas (21:00) | Rhylas destructive capabilities of your weapon..." The chemist reached down, letting his hand hover over the Redeemer. "...I see." was all he said.
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| Rhylas (21:04) | "But, always up to the challeng of creating something new, I went through with the plans." Rhylas looked Griswald in the eye. "Even knowing the power my Redeemer held? What if I choose to use this weapon for evil?" Griswald's hand lifted to stroke his chin thoughtfully. "As I said, I enjoyed the challeng...And..I look into your eyes and do not see a evil man." "I see." Rhylas responded, he wasn't evil, though he had made some bad decisions in his life that resulted in the lo
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| Kailadan (21:12) | Figaro...it's been a good while since Kailadan was last here. "I wonder if anything has changed since I was last here..." Although the young Sword Knight's words were spoken entirely to himself as he casually strolled through the castle, they were spoken inside of his head as well. A lack of travelling companions has somewhat destroyed his inner monologue, unfortunately, though that could always lead to amusing things somewhere down the line. For now, though, Kail simply begins his way
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| Kailadan (21:12) | Kailadan: (cont) towards the various shops, curious as to what merchandise is being sold these days.
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| Rhylas (21:19) | "You see, these shells I have created aren't anywhere near the maximum capablities your weapon could withstand." Griswald opened the box he had set on the table earlier, and turned it toward Rhylas. Inside were numerous metal shells the size of a childs fist. The chemist picked one up and examined it. "More powerful shells could be created, but you will have to find someone else." Rhylas nodded, placing the one he held back in the box. "Thank you." Griswald nodded and rolled the
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| Rhylas (21:20) | Rhylas Griswald nodded and rolled the blueprints back up, placing them in the box with the shells. "Take these, you should be able to find an engineer who can use these to make a better shell."
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| Kailadan (21:22) | The weapon and armor shops had the same ol' stuff they always have, much to Kailadan's dismay. Nothing even remotely worthwhile to him, either. Choosing to not let the disappointment get to him too badly, the young man continues on, heading for the next shop. As the door to the Gadgets shop is reached, though, a lone eyebrow goes up as the closed shades and door are noticed. If he wasn't curious yet, he certainly is now. Leaning against the door, Kail presses an ear to it, trying to make ou
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| Kailadan (21:22) | Kailadan: (cont) out the words of the muffled voices on the other side. Unsuccessful, he pulls the door open ever so slightly, trying to get a little peek inside.
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| Rhylas (21:26) | "Man thanks." Rhylas closed the box, placing it in his backpack. He then placed a bag full of Gil on the counter. Griswald simply swiped it off the counter and it disaapeared in his pocket. "I will be taking my leave." Griswald rounded the corner, unlocking the door and swinging it open.
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| Kailadan (21:32) | WHAM! Door to the face for Kailadan! Stumbling backwards a couple feet, Kail falls right on his behind, totally dazed and confused. "Remind me...to knock next time..." Thud. Now on his back entirely, the young man just stared straight up, just a teensy bit out of it.
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| Rhylas (21:33) | Rhylas stepped out of the shop. "Seems you have another customer. Forgive me for taking up so much of your time Griswald." The chemist began to walk away, but stopped and turned toward the fallen warrior, offering a hand. "Up you go."
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| Kailadan (21:36) | For just a couple moments, all Kailadan does is stare at the hand, before he finally reaches up and takes it. With a strong tug, he's quickly back on his feet, looking right at Rhylas. Releasing the helping hand, a couple quick steps back are taken before a small bow is offered. Thank you...Rhylas, was it? We met in Damcyan, I believe."
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| Kailadan (21:37) | For just a couple moments, all Kailadan does is stare at the hand, before he finally reaches up and takes it. With a strong tug, he's quickly back on his feet, looking right at Rhylas. Releasing the helping hand, a couple quick steps back are taken before a small bow is offered. "Thank you...Rhylas, was it? We met in Damcyan, I believe."
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| Rhylas (21:39) | "..Did we?" Rhylas pondered the situation for a moment, finally recalling the creepy knight in Damcyan who had been watching him and his party at the snack stand. "Oh yea." Rhylas took a few steps back. "How's it..going?"
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| Kailadan (21:41) | "How I am is relatively unimportant. After all, I am alive. What about yourself?" Standing upright again, Kailadan reaches back behind himself, to try and dust off his backside as best as he can, muttering something under his breath ever so softly. Something about how doors hurt.
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| Rhylas (21:45) | With a shrug Rhylas responded with. "I too am alive. A little bored. But alive." It had been an uneventful past few weeks. Nothing fun at all had been going on. "I just stopped by to check on an item I thought may be in stock." Rhylas turned toward Griswald who was just about to re-enter his store. "Thank you once more." He called out. "So what brings you to Figaro?"
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| Kailadan (21:52) | With his right hand, Kailadan motions towards the shop Rhylas had just exited. "I was just shopping around, since I haven't been here in a good while. Did you find what you were looking for?" As he spoke, Kail's mind wandered to Resa. Does Rhylas know what has happened to her and her companion?
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| Rhylas (21:55) | Rhylas "Yes." A simple response for a simple question. "And what of you? Did you find anything intresting in this city?" The chemist really didn't care, but he figured making an attempt at conversation was the ... nice thing to do.
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| Kailadan (21:59) | "Not a single thing...Hey." A slightly nervous look flashed across Kailadan's features as he leaned towards Rhylas slightly. "Has anybody informed you about what happened to your friend, Resa? Or that gentleman she was with the day I met you all?" As he spoke, the events of his failed rescue attempt played through his mind, making him slightly upset inside.
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| Rhylas (22:02) | Rhylas' expression became a blank. Suddenly he stepped forward, grabbing the knight by whatever he could. His eyes glared straight into the other mans, a growl came from his throat. "What did you say?!" Rhylas voice had completly changed from befor. "What happened?!" he demanded
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| Kailadan (22:05) | "I'll...take that as a no..." Instead of putting up any resistance, Kailadan lets himself be grabbed, doing his best to keep his composure before he locked his sapphire eyes onto Rhylas'. "Last time I saw her, she seemed to be held captive by a small group of meanacing men. I made an attempt to free her, but I was just brushed aside... That other man wasn't with her. I can only assume the worst."
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| Rhylas (22:07) | Rhylas let loose his grip on Kailadan. "Where? Where did you last see her?" Where was Saizo?! Why was he not at her side. "C'mon!" Rhylas pushed the man into the streets and began to head for the exit. "You can tell me as we travel"
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| Kailadan (22:13) | Not putting up any resistance yet again, Kailadan begins moving, taking a brisk stride as he heads for Figaro's front gate. "Eblan. We were at the ninja keep when I saw the group entering with Resa. I don't know if they're still there, though..." His heart sank as the thought of what may have happened to Resa entered his mind.
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| Rhylas (22:16) | Rhylas "Eblan?" That makes sense. He had never found out who or why people were after Resa. But that didn't matter. "I'm going to Damcyan real quick to see if I can get some Info. Then I'm probably off to Eblan. I need to find out more about who took her, and where Saizo is." He walked quickly, his pace getting faster and faster. It wasn't long befor they were out of Figaro and closing in on Damcyan.
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| Kailadan (22:20) | Having no intention of falling behind, Kailadan matches Rhylas pace almost step by step. "Is their anything that I can do to help?" Although the men holding Resa had beaten him easily, Kail had no intention of just standing idly by. If their was something he could do, he'd do so. Even if it were something as simple as being a decoy.
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| Rhylas (22:22) | "You said you were beaten already?" Rhylas pace was near a run now, Damcyan could be seen not far off in the distance. "If that is true, we may have no choice but to find Saizo. But..Why did they not kill you if they had the chance?"
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| Kailadan (22:27) | That question brought an immediately frown upon Kailadan's lips. "I wish I knew why they didn't kill me. I do intend to make that a mistake they regret, though." As his right hand shifts to rest upon the pommel of his sword, a small sigh escapes his lips. "I hope that we can find some way to free her. It won't be an easy task, by any means, but we must somehow succeed."
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| Rhylas (22:31) | As they entered Damcyan Rhylas turned to the Knight. "Split up, find out all you can and we will meet back here as soon as we find something out. I'll take the higher tiers, you get the bottom." Rhylas turned and took off for the transporter to the highe rup tiers of the city.
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| Kailadan (22:35) | Damcyan... It seems that every time Kailadan steps here, something major starts and he doesn't even realize it until it's too late. Was this another one of those times, or is it just a continuation of the last time? Giving Rhylas a quick nod, Kail begins moving, following his instructions to gather information...mostly on what happened to begin with, and the wherabouts of Saizo.
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| Keelee (23:45) | After a while, the mime finally left the elf alone and found a new victim to terrorize with his mimicking. Keelee shrugged and took another bite of her strawberry taffy, looking around as off in the distance she could hear someone calling out about a puppet show. She almost squealed once again. It had been years since the quiet and nervous elf had ever been around anything such as this. With a quick step she headed towards the puppet show tent, a few men on stilts passing her as well as so
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| Keelee (23:45) | Keelee (c) some clowns making balloons for a few kids huddled up.
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| Keelee (23:49) | Coming to a stop, a juggler stood in front of her. She watched as he tossed around five shiny plastic balls in the air, juggling. Bright pink, green, yellow, orange and red were the shades of the items, all having blue stars on them. She chuckled a bit when the man almost dropped them, her eyes lighting up as he quickly recovered, a small crowed surrounding. After a while it was quite the little show, more people watching. After it was over Keelee reached in her robes and pulled out some gi
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| Keelee (23:50) | Keelee (c) gil, tossing it in the performers hat on the ground as she walked by, "Great job." she said and meant it, heading to the puppet show. Almost feeling like a kid ag\ain and at heart.
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| Keelee (23:53) | A small boy run right into Keelee, almost knocking her off her feet if a man and his wife hadn't stopped her from falling. Her cheeks blushed furiously, nodding to the couple as she said shyly, "Thank you both." she said smiling at them before turning and patting the lad on the head, "Easy there laddy, don't want anyone getting hurt." she said with a wink, tweaking his cheek as the kid ran off embarrassed and cheeks bright red as she and the couple laughed. She bid the two farewell
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| Keelee (23:53) | Keelee (c) and headed back towards the direction of the puppet show tent once again.
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| Lance (23:57) | After the whole Gillionaire fiasco, Lance had needed a bit of time to relax. In a rare moment out of his armor, the muscular warrior with blonde hair and amber colored eyes was juggling a few balls that the juggler had left behind when making his rounds. Lance was also moving around the festival, mostly ignoring the people that had gathered to watch his rather dry performance.
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| Keelee (00:00) | Upon entering the tent a man met her at the door as he whispered,"Sorry lass, the show already started and full, please come back another time." he said before wandering off back in the tent. Keelee smirked, turning her heels around and walking back through the festival grounds. "Hrm, what now." she asked herself out loud, no one around her even bothering to ask who she was talking too.
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| Lance (00:03) | dropped one of the balls, but managed to kick it back up with a foot. The action completely threw off his juggling performance, so he elected to just catch the remaining and end the performance prematurely. It was then that Lance began heading back toward the tent the juggler had called home to return the things he had brokered a deal to borrow.
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| Saiph (00:04) | Saiph: Saiph watched his mark carefully. The Knight with the blonde hair had said that he knew who the mysterious figure that sabotaged the Gillionaire broadcast was. Thus, intent on finding out more about the mysterious circumstances that had arisen, Saiph followed the Knight to a festival.
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| Keelee (00:06) | She wandered the festival grounds, stopping occasionally to glance at the funny looking people and giggle. A small girl dressed as a kitty looked up at her and meowed, her paw out for girl. Keelee smiled down at her, giving her a few coins. How could anyone resists that face? She watched as the child scampered off, big grin planted on her face as she noticed a knight passing her, another behind him soon after.
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| Lance (00:11) | Vanishing into the tent, Lance returned out of it wearing his armor once again. The light of the day made the liquid like armor very shiny. But the helmet he usually wore was in his hands this time. Lance paused to look at Saiph, head half tilted. "You're following me still? What is it you want?"
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| Saiph (00:14) | Surprised that the Knight had found him out, Saiph was clearly taken aback. But only for a moment. "Not bad... for a knight", Saiph said with a hint of disgust. "I want to know more about that person. You said you knew who he was."
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| Keelee (00:16) | She stopped, looking down in her robes pocket to see how much gil she had left. She didn't want to blow all her money here at the festival but if she could find any, a cup of tea would be nice. Or better yet, some root beer! Looking around from left to right, Keelee noticed the crowd thinning out just a bit, a few kids passing by with balloons animals and talking amongst themselves as the scent brought a slight smile to the mage's usual smirking lips.
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| Kailadan (00:18) | It's just been one of those days for Kailadan. Smacked in the face with a door, dragged to Damcyan to gather intel, and now he's looking to unwind. What better place to relax and have fun than a festival, right? Having arrived mere moments ago, the young Sword Knight begins wandering around rather aimlessly, taking in all the sights and hoping to find something that catches his interest.
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| Lance (00:24) | Lance tilted his head a bit further, giving the ninja a once over. "His name is Zexerous." It was then that Lance turned his head around to see the smaller crowd that continued to get more thin. The day must have been waning. "Hmm. Perhaps it is time to go soon. I do have things important to do."
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| Keelee (00:26) | Keelee finished counting her gil as she walked on through the grounds, not even paying attention as to where she was going while she zipped up her pocket and bumped into a knight who was talking to some man. Her cheeks blushed once again, her words quiet as she gasped, feeling suddenly foolish for her actions and her stupidity for not watching where she was going.
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| Kailadan (00:31) | Unlike most of the people at the festival, Kailadan was actually paying attention to his surroundings. In the corner of his eye, imagine his surprise when a familiar face collides with a knight who's being tailed by a ninja. Turning right where he stands, his arms fold across his chest as he grins, curious as to how things would play out.
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| Saiph (00:31) | "But you have to know mo-", Saiph stopped midsentence. They had been interrupted by an elf who bumped
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| Lance (00:33) | Bumped into, Lance shifted his focus onto the woman then gave her a half bow. "Please forgive me my lady, for being in your way." His armor shined again as some light reflected off of one of the pauldrons from his turning.
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| Saiph (00:33) | Saiph (c) into the knight. "We will speak more of this soon". And with that, Saiph turned to make his move away from the two of them. But noticed that they were being watched.
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| Keelee (00:35) | Keelee shook her head, moving back a step or two from the night, the corner of her eye watching the other man leave for some reason. "It was my fault sir, please accept my apology." she asked, giving him a nervous smile and still feeling quite foolish for her actions as her head tilted down, not making eye contact.
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| Kailadan (00:38) | My, there's a surprise. Keelee's looking down instead of making eye contact with a man, while the man's apologizing, and the other man seems to be looking right at Kailadan. With a wry grin, the young Sword Knight performs a sweeping, formal bow to the mostly covered up man. Not a word is spoken, however. Not just yet.
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| Lance (00:43) | "Please, think nothing of it." Lance gave the woman a half bow again before he turned his head to look upon Kailadan. His hands moved finally to slip the helmet he wore onto his head. The process was a bit of an annoying one as he had to slip his hair into the helmet and armor he wore that it wouldn't get in the way when he fought.
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| Saiph (00:44) | Watching the man with green eyes make a sweeping bow obviously aimed at him, Saiph grew increasingly annoyed. Already agitated that he had been so easily discovered by the knight, Saiph made a quick flash of his cloak, revealing his weapons for a brief instant before making a sweeping bow in clear mockery of his observer. "This should be interesting" he said to himself.
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| Keelee (00:45) | She nodded, turning around to go when her brown eyes locked on the man before that caused her to drink herself into a frenzy one night at the inn. She pointed a finger and called out to Kai, "Oooh, what are you doing here?" Keelee said rather loudly, walking towards him and peering, just thinking of that night made her uneasy.
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| Lance (00:50) | Lance tracked the womans movements toward Kail, then turned his gaze back to Saiph finally. "Well my friend, what else would you like to know?" The knight crossed his arms over his chest, though kept an eye on the elfin woman that was apparently going to poke a fight with a sword master.
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| Kailadan (00:50) | Standing upright again, Kailadan instantly realizes that by doing nothing at all, he's become the center of attention. Maybe he should do a trick! Or dance a little jig. Anything for a gil piece, right? Anyway, as Keelee's words reach his ears, his grin only grows. "Well, I was going to run into that guy there, but you beat me to it." With his right hand, Kail waves it over at Lance as he chuckles. Glancing over at Saiph, the young man gives him a little wink.
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| Keelee (00:53) | Keelee muttered, socking the man in the shoulder as she rolled her eyes. "Men, so immature." she said angrily, still somewhat angered from the last time they met as her hands twiddled nervously at her sides, one still gripping the strawberry taffy tightly.
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| Saiph (00:55) | A little bit disappointed that the one with green eyes did not decide to pursue the matter further, Saiph returned his attention to the shiny knight. "I want to know where I can find this ... Zexerous."
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| Kailadan (00:58) | Although his attention was focused on Keelee, his ears were doing their best to listen to the words of the other two present. With that punch in his shoulder, though, Kailadan's grin could only grow even more, until it was ear to ear. "Oh, calm down. I'm sorry, okay?" Although he wasn't entirely certain what he did wrong, Kail has learned that apologizing typically helps anyway.
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| Lance (00:58) | Shaking his head, Lance brought a hand up and pointed toward Coneria. "As I said before, I do not know where he is. However, there is a hidden place in the castle city to the west. A woman there can find anyone you seek... for a price." Suddenly, Lance shifted to check if his lance was still attached to his armor.
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| Keelee (01:01) | "You don't look to sorry to me." she snapped back, smirking at the grinning sword knight standing in front of her. She shrugged, "Anyways.." she started to speak but stopped, her sentence cut off as she noticed a small child on the ground sobbing and no one stopping to help. With a grunt Keelee pushed past Kai and knelt down, helping the small child up and dusting the dirt off his clothes. "You okay?" she asked quietly, not wanting to scare the child.
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| Kailadan (01:07) | Just as he was about to say something, Keelee pushed past Kailadan. Raising an eyebrow, the young man turns around as he pushes a strand of amythest hair from his eyes. A child, all alone, eh? Probably lost their parents. Moving up next to Keelee, Kail kneels down, flashing the kid a small, reassuring smile, but doesn't say a word just yet.
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| Keelee (01:09) | The small boy slowly stops crying as he looked up at the two strangers in front of him. "Wont hurt you lad. Lose your parents?" Keelee asked calmly, keeping her eye on the small child and not turning to look at Kai but sensing he was there."Uh-huh. I went to get a candy apple and I turned around and they was...gone." the small child cried out, sobbing all over again.
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| Saiph (01:09) | "Then there is nothing left to discuss between us," Saiph said turning around to make his move. As he prepares to leave he takes a final look at the shiny knight and says, "I have a feeling we will be seeing each other again soon."
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| Kailadan (01:13) | "I see. Well, don't you worry one bit, kiddo. This lady here is a priestess. She always helps people, so you're going to be back with your parents in no time." Reaching out with his right hand, Kailadan tries to ruffle the kid's hair gently before standing upright again and looking over to Keelee, wondering what she's going to do or say.
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| Lance (01:16) | "Yes well, friend, do enjoy your search. It is not my place to interfere in the going on's of the world until I find the pieces of the slayers blade." Lance then began walking toward Keelee, the child, and Kailadan. A minor boredom had caused Lance to try and see what was going on for once. Information and all that jazz.
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| Keelee (01:16) | Keelee blinked in a bit of astonishment. That knuckle head of a sword knight who made her drink herself into a frenzy was being nice? She looked over her shoulder at him and raised an eyebrow before directing her attention back to the man. Standing up she took the small boy's hand, "Lets go find them shall we? Just tell me what they look like lad." she said, smiling down at him reassuringly. "Dad is a big fella- wearing this yellow hat and momma, momma is wearing a blue flower dress."
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| Keelee (01:16) | Keelee (c) the boy called out, frowning and wondering if he'd ever find his parents. "Yellow hat and blue flower dress, got it. Good work." she said to the boy, trying to cheer him up as he smiled just a bit but only briefly as she glanced around, wandering where to start looking.
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| Kailadan (01:20) | Already having a plan for finding the two parents, Kailadan grins and kneels down. "Alright, you heard the kid, Shade. Get up there and see if you can spot them. You'll probably see the yellow hat first." Standing upright again, something shoots up from Kail's shadow at a surprising speed, going straight up into the air. His grin returning again, the young man's gaze shifts over to Keelee. "Elementals are handy."
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| Keelee (01:23) | "Oh my." Keelee gasped, watching in amazement as did the boy next to her as she leaned over and whispered, "Hope that works." she said quietly, nodding to Kai before looking back to the lad who was still mesmerized by the actions of the shade. All around people kept passing, not many even noticing the unfamiliar action and the man who sent it up.
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| Kailadan (01:27) | Good thing nobody was really paying attention, because Shade was actually quite scary-looking. I mean, it IS an elemental of darkness. It's got one big, yellow eye in the center of it's black, bat-like body. Anyway, mere moments later, Shade begins it's descent at a rapid pace, well aware of the fact that it'd probably scar the poor kid for life to get a glimpse of it. Without a word, Kailadan motions with a hand for Keelee and the child to follow him as he begins walking. Take a wild guess
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| Kailadan (01:27) | Kailadan: (cont) where he's going.
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| Keelee (01:29) | She blinked for a moment but then ignored her feelings and following, hoping to return the upset child to his parents soon. "Where are we going..?" the child asked impatiently, following behind but still sniffling. "To find your parents." Keelee said, "I hope.." she whispered under her breath, following Kai.
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| Saiph (01:30) | Saiph pondered the prospects of returning to Coneria. "Why can't the next link to finding Zexerous be found in a nice ruin or a jungle?" It was obvious that the city-life was not an idea that excited him. And neither did the festival's crowds. However, he then noticed a shade flying past him apparently looking for something. "Interesting. I suppose crowds do hold things that remain to be seen"
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| Kailadan (01:32) | After walking for just a couple minutes, Kailadan comes to a halt, for two reasons. One, Shade was getting sick of chasing the jerk so he could go back to hiding in Kail's shadow. Two, the Sword Knight had spotted the child's parents. Turning to face Keelee and the child, Kail kneels down with a grin. "Do you see them? Go on, get over to them."
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| Keelee (01:36) | Keelee Once again the elf gasped, shocked the sword knight had done it. Found the child's parents. "Oh boy mister, thank you." the child called out cheerfully as he ran to his momma and leaped into her arms, her kissing his cheeks and smiling. "We was so worried about you Loshe." the mother said, the dad agreeing and replying the same as well. With both holding his hands they moved over to Kee and Kai, looking at them both with thankful smiles. "Thank you both." the mother said, sobbin
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| Keelee (01:37) | (c) a bit herself but glad her son was returned, "For bringing him back to us." she added. Keelee nodded but just pointed to Kai, "He found you." she said quietly, looking over and smiling at the now happy child, very content.
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| Kailadan (01:40) | With a small chuckle, Kailadan shakes his head and takes a step back, motioning over to Keelee. "Save all your thanks for her. All I did was walk over here. She was the one who approached and found out what the issue was." Kail didn't mind giving up the thanks at all. It made his life much easier than way, not being in the spotlight, after all.
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| Keelee (01:54) | Keelee shrugged and walked off but stopped to say quietly, "Thank you Kai, for doing that for the child." she said and walked on, chewing on her strawberry taffy.
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| Kailadan (01:57) | Performing another one of his typical formal, sweeping bows, Kailadan smiles. "I did it for you more than I did the child. I figured I needed to make things up to you."
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| Keelee (23:36) | Keelee had left the festival, finding herself wandering about aimlessly in Damcyan. She visited the various shops and carts that lined the town square, bards filling the night air with a sweet melody as she sit on a bench and listened, her foot tapping along with the rhythm.
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| Senritsu (23:42) | Senritsu entered Damcyan with the intent to find and partake in the events of the festival rumors to cure any boredom. "Ah man, I can't even find the place. This city bothers me already, all the noise and commotion. Too much action for me." Sen let out a sigh and sat down on a nearby bench to gather is thoughts.
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| Keelee (23:42) | "The music sure is nice." said someone, causing the mage to lift her head. Startled and a bit shocked she heard no one approach."Yes, it is." Keelee added, unsure of where or just who the comment was from but kept her brown eyes glancing around before they came in contact with a stranger muttering to himself as he sit down on a bench.
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| Senritsu (23:47) | Senritsu crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back on the bench, his feet stretched out in a show of true lazyness. "What now. I don't want to walk all the way back to Coneria today." He gave another sigh and looked up toward the sky. "So lame."
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| Keelee (23:50) | Keelee raised an eyebrow at the man, shaking her head and smirking a bit before she finally spoke, Talk to yourself much?" she asked as she stood, her hair moving in the breeze somewhat as her brown eyes stared at the man, waiting to see if he would respond but she wouldn't wait to long. Her foot tapped on the ground, the bells jingling as she did so.
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| Senritsu (23:54) | Senritsu glanced over at the girl addressing him. "Habit I suppose. Normally not many people to talk to when traveling so I guess I kinda just began talking out loud to myself. Never really noticed till now." Even Sen's expression was lazy, his eyes sagged, his face was always a blank expression as though he were even too lazy to have one.
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| Keelee (23:56) | "I see." is all the mage said as she started to walk off to a nearby cart before stopping to say, "Some might think you were crazy." Keelee said with a smirk, looking through the man's merchandise on his cart as she turned her back to the stranger, lost in her own little world again. Maybe he'd talk to her? Maybe he wouldn't? She was used to the quiet really.
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| Wed May 16 |
| Senritsu (00:00) | Senritsu gave a shrug, "Maybe." was all he said. He let it at that, for the time being anyhow. The next few moment were filled with silence, Sen simply stared up at the sky and watched the clouds pass by.
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| Keelee (00:03) | Keelee finished looking through the cart and shrugged, finding nothing to her liking as she moved to sit back down on the bench. Occasionally her eyes moved to the stranger but then would drift away, looking around at everyone and everything.
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| Senritsu (00:08) | Senritsu watched the sky a bit longer, his thoughts lost in whatever was going through his mind. Suddenly he looked down, and over toward the girl. His eyes ran over her, examining her features and taking in everything. "Hopeing to bag a rich one?" Sen continued to stare at the girl, unaware of how rude his question may have been.
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| Keelee (00:10) | Keelee smirked and looked to the man, "Excuse me" she asked, shrugging her shoulders as she sighed. "First some guy calls me a harlet, and now you ask me something like that?" she said out loud, bit annoyed. People all around her seemed to be misjudging her incredibly bad lately. Did she really look like that type of person she wondered?
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| Senritsu (00:17) | The lancer chuckled for a moment. "Sorry. Just a guess in the dark. I didn't mean to offend you." Senritsu looked back skyward. "I was really just trying to make conversation. It has been some time since I talked to another person you know?"
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| Keelee (00:19) | She nodded, "Completely understand that." she said while standing, "But for now I must be going, have to check on someone. Perhaps we shall meet again soon, maybe talk?" Keelee asked but not waiting around long enough to hear an answer as she quickly disappeared down a street.
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| Fri May 18 |
| Zexerous (20:03) | Zexerous walked around the Conerian slums with Fujisama watching the people band together. Much had happened in the past week and more people began to migrate to the slums to assist the ninja and his personal assistant. They were gearing up for another operation in a few days and people needed to be organized or the endavor would fail before it even got started. He looked over at Fujisama "Did you think we'd call this many people to our side by a simple broadcast?"
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| Zexerous (20:06) | Fujisama looked over at Zexerous, "No, I didn't think there would be this many people that had such sever issues with the government." The ninja smiled and straightened out his coat. "Well, there's always room for surprises now isn't there in this world?" The ninja added with a chuckle. "I'm quite pleased that there is this much support for the resistance, now, the only question remaining is 'Will it be enough?'"
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| Kailadan (20:10) | With all this talk of a revolution in Coneria, it's no surprise that Kailadan's interest has been grabbed. What was the purpose of it? Is it just to create havok, or is their some motive of goodness behind it? Choosing to gather his own intel on the matter, the young Sword Knight had taken to Coneria's slums, hoping that some gil will loosen a few tongues.
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| Zexerous (20:12) | Zexerous took note over the new coming people to the cause. Most likely soliders of fortune, hearing the change of making a few gil, or the possiblity of more. A position in the new Conerian government, many people would kill over that chance. Hell, many people were getting ready TO kill over that chance. But not yet, the ninja thought to himself, now was not yet the time for launch an assult. If they attacked now, The Infinate would be crushed easily.
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| Kailadan (20:54) | Unlike almost every other day, Kailadan was fully armed and armored. For a good guy, his armor is awfully...dark. Every single piece of it is pitch black, like a night without the moon or stars. Helmet under his right arm as he walks, his sapphire gaze intently scans his surroundings, looking for anybody who might have some actual information. It wasn't long before his gaze fell upon somebody...Zexerous. Stopping in place as his mind searched for where he recognized the man from, it didn't
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| Kailadan (20:54) | Kailadan: (cont) take long before it all snapped into place. "...Zexerous, I presume?"
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| Zexerous (20:57) | stopped from his idle chatter with Fujisama and looked at the man approaching them. "Aye, I'm Zexerous. Can I help you at all?" The ninja asked, shifting slightly and pushing his glasses up on his face. The sudden movement from him made the eight swords on his lower back clatter. People recognized the name called out loud and began to gather around them.
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| Kailadan (21:01) | Performing his trademark sweeping, formal bow, Kailadan holds it as he speaks. "My name is Kailadan, and I have some questions for you, about this revolution I keep hearing so much about." His amythest hair slides off the back of his armor, to his right side, as his blue eyes close.
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| Zexerous (21:02) | Zexerous took a small step back and tapped his left foot on the ground three times for some reason. "What revolution are you talking about? I haven't heard anything about a revolution. I'm simply helping these people live their everyday lives." The ninja glanced over at Fujisama and his assistant nodded, being prepared for anything that could happen. This man could be a government agent.
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| Kailadan (21:06) | "I must be making you uneasy. I apologize." Standing upright once more, Kailadan unfastens his belt, simply tossing it aside without a glance. With his two swords now out of arm's length, his shield follows mere moments later. "If you would like, I could remove the rest of my armor as well. I am only here to talk, after all, not fight you. Who knows...if I like what I hear, I may even side with you."
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| Zexerous (21:08) | Zexerous raised an eyebrow at that. "No, that's quite fine. But, I'm still wondering what you're talking about. I haven't heard anything about this revolution that you're speaking of." He glanced over at Fujisama who relaxed a little bit, the people around him were argeeing with the ninja entirely, disavowing anything about a revolution.
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| Kailadan (21:12) | As Zexerous still denied everything, Kailadan couldn't hold back a small chuckle. "You broadcast yourself to the world, and then don't expect anybody to recognize you? I know you're smarter than that. If you don't wish to speak of such matters in pubic, however, I perfectly understand." Shifting his weight to his right foot, the young man's arms fold across his chest as a small grin makes it's way across his lips. "Well, since you apparently aren't the leader, then maybe you've heard
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| Kailadan (21:13) | Kailadan: (cont) enough to just give me a brief overview of the reasons why the rebellion is going to take place. That's all I really want to know...just why."
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| Auhel (21:16) | Auhel walked by an alley in the Conerian slums, and heard the hushed talking of men telling tales they did not want made public. So the caller firmly adjusted the gloves on her hands and strolled down the alley, seeing a group of men at the other end. Leaning against the wall, she crossed her arms and silently stood there listening to the conversation, not even bothering to act like she wasn't.
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| Zexerous (21:16) | Zexerous smirked at that, he was being called out. "Alright then, take a look around you. Look at the people living in this squalor." The ninja then pointed north, towards the mansions and glitz of the richer and much smaller districts. "The people here are taxed a massive amount, the guards drag them off for little or no reason. The people out here live in constant fear of disappearing. They want that to change. I will help bring that change to them."
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| Vaste (21:19) | Vaste: Vaste leapt over a gap in between buildings, keeping his stolen diamond in his pocket. The guards had gotten wind of his theft, even though it was off the Conerian boundries they still chased him for some reason. Descending down a ladder, Vaste spotted a caller walk into a dark alley, curiousity beckoned him to follow the same path.
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| Kailadan (21:20) | As Kailadan listened, his sapphire eyes closed and his head bowed. "And when you win? What then? Is the intention to simply reverse the rolls and give the poor the power, while the rich suffer? Or will you be just and honorable, striving for equality?" Blue eyes opening again, they remain focused down upon the ground as his mind pondered things.
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| Vaste (21:23) | Vaste: Vaste slowed to a crawl as he snuck behind the caller, not really knowing what was ahead, it could have been anything. Vaste had never followed a caller. The alley echoed with hushed voices, and Vaste's heart thumped as his gut feeling told him to hide in the shadows.
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| Zexerous (21:24) | Zexerous smiled and chuckled, "Well, isn't that always the goal? Equality for everyone? My goal is to simply replace the government and place a more fair system in place that treats everyone equally and fairly. Is that so much to ask, that's all these people want really." The ninja relaxed his arms, and rested one of his hands on a scabbard of one of his swords, letting his whole body relax as well.
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| Vaste (21:27) | Vaste could pick up snippets of conversation, something about goals, replacing something and treating everyone fairly. None of it made sense until Vaste remembered all the flyers and the graffiti around Coneria, and Vaste's curiousity grew even more.
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| Auhel (21:29) | "And what of yourself? Where will your place be in this new-founded government? The head? Controlling a puppet? What are you standing to make from all this hard work?" Auhel said,pushing herself off of the wall with her back, with a lound and even-toned voice. Taking a few steps forwards to center herself up, only stopping for a brief second, a feeling of being followed hit her and quickly passed.
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| Kailadan (21:30) | "I see... Then I shall make you a deal, Zexerous. I shall assist your revolution. However, once all is said and done..." Lifting his head, Kailadan's eyes search out Zex's own, narrowing ever so slightly. "If you end up being just as bad, or worse, than the current king, don't be surprised if one day you find yourself on the receiving end of a revolution as well." Probably not the wisest of decisions, making such a declaration, but then again, Kail's never been one to not speak his
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| Kailadan (21:30) | Kailadan: (cont) mind.
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| Zexerous (21:32) | Zexerous stopped at the new voice, and turned to look at the woman. "Where will I be in this new government? No where, that's where. I want what's best for these people, they are perfectly capable of making their own decisions. What they lack is the ability to get organized and fight for what they want. This is what I bring to the table. After all is said and done, and the people have succeded, I will step back and let the people govern themselves." (cont)
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| Zexerous (21:34) | Zexerous glanced back at Kailadan, "I would appreicate the assistance in training these people to fight as a unit, not as a ragtag band.[x" The ninja pulled out a cigarette and lit it up, taking a deep puff from the cigarette, then exhaling the smoke. "I have no intention of leaving an incompetent government in place. These people only want what's fair, so they can live their lives properly."
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| Vaste (21:36) | Vaste stayed in the shadows, still not sure who's side to take, but he was definately sure he'd stumbled upon the ringleaders of the rebellion. His conscience surfaced for a moment, urging him to report to the guards what he's found, then his crimes came crashing on it and decided to not say a word.
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| Auhel (21:36) | Her bright purple eyes blazing, Auhel stared a hole straight into the 'lead mans' head. Spitting on the ground she kept her gaze straight on him and her voice flat. "So you mean to tell me you want no compensation for your efforts?" She asked almost laughing with a sharp bitterness in it. "Men always require compensation for their efforts. Whether it is glory, fame, monetary. No one wants to die in obscurity for nothing." The indignation rising in her voice.
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| Kailadan (21:39) | "Now that...that I can respect. I can assist in the training. I am a Sword Knight, after all. Combat is what I know best." Their was a hint of a grin upon his lips as Kailadan wandered over to where his equipment had been tossed aside, to kneel over and gather it all back up. Once content that it was all back in place, the young man stands upright again, letting his sapphire gaze shift over to Auhel.
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| Zexerous (21:40) | Zexerous shrugged towards the woman, pushing his glasses back up on his face and taking another drag from his cigarette. "I expect no compensation. The proof that my ideology is correct is enough for me. The idea that the weak do not need the strong to become strong on their own, the weak can forge their own strength will be enough." He looked up at the sky, "I'd hardly call dying for a cause that will make a person's future better, obscure."
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| Vaste (21:43) | Vaste figured that since there were no sounds of fighting, Vaste crept further down the alley, his barefeet scuffing the ground. As Vaste came close to the group of three now, he recognized one of them from the bar fight a long time ago. Shrugging, Vaste stepped into full view, hoping to not have his ass handed to him again by Kailadan.
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| Kailadan (21:45) | Every shred of doubt Kailadan had about Zexerous was slowly melting away as he heard the man speak. After all, they apparently shared the same ideals. However, the emergence of another person to the party pulled him from his thoughts as he recognized the man. Arms folding across his chest once more, his grin only grew as he said not a word.
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| Auhel (21:46) | Auhel Sneering a bit at his remark, "You talk a good talk, Mr. I'm for the people. So let's see how long you can stick to that before you decide to take power for yourself. I'm with the lug with the sword, when you become unjust I will stand to strike you down."
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| Vaste (21:46) | Vaste: Vaste rolled his eyes as Kailadan noticed him, and a smirk showed that a few of his teeth had been replaced with gold inserts. "Thanks to you I don't smirk as much as I used to, 'fraid someone might take my teeth."
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| Zexerous (21:49) | shrugged as he flicked his cigarette to the ground. "I mean what I say and have utterly no intention of keeping power." The ninja motioned for Fujisama to come up beside him, "Greetings everyone, I am Fujisama, I am Zexerous's personal assistant, there will be much we will be discussing in the coming days. We're currently planning on spreading another message in a few days."
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| Kailadan (21:52) | Vaste's words only made Kailadan's grin grow that much more. Just as he was about to say something, Fujisama spoke and snagged his attention. However, as he listened, his hand motioned for Vaste to come over, though his gaze remained firmly upon the assistant. "Another message, hmm?"
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| Vaste (21:53) | Vaste: Vaste strode closer to Kailadan, skirting the strange Fujisama character and blinking at the announcement of another message.
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| Zexerous (21:54) | Zexerous Fujisama nodded his head.nod
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| Zexerous (21:57) | Fujisama nodded his head, "Yes, Zexerous is planning for another batch of messages to go out in a few days time. However, we need people to help us spread the message. The more people we have the better, because from what we understand. Guards have caught wind of this particular plot and are making prepartions to stop us. It can be dangerous, and some of us could land in jail or worse for what we're about to attempt."
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| Cylin (21:59) | Cylin walking through the slums idly she looks around wide eyed, taking in her surroundings, they were much more different than even Narshe, &r"Kupo..?"&r
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| Vaste (22:01) | Vaste: Vaste listened to Fujisama, and he was filled with an urge to join the rebellion, maybe then his criminal record could be wiped clean... Frowning a moment, Vaste nodded to himself. "Well, guards are already out for my hands, they may as well be out for all of me. What kind of work is this anyway?
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| Cylin (22:06) | Cylin (repost) rp emote walking through the slums idly she looks around wide eyed, taking in her surroundings, they were much more different than even Narshe, rp emote walking through the slums idly she looks around wide eyed, taking in her surroundings, they were much more different than even Narshe, "Kupo..?"
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| Zexerous (22:06) | Zexerous smiled at the new person. "Wait a few days, you'll be told what to do when we're ready for it." The ninja took out another cigarette and lit that one up, exhaling the smoke and glancing around him, there were a lot of pepole, listening in now. All hopeful that they could take part in what could be done, it made the ninja smile to himself. He never expected this to go this well.
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| Kailadan (22:06) | "I'll help spread the message. The concequences are of little concern to me." As Vaste speaks up, Kailadan's gaze shifts to him with that same grin. "Interested in the greater good, are we?" A brief chuckle escapes his lips before his blue eyes move on, to Auhel. "And what about you? The best way to ensure that this thing goes correctly is to get involved, and you know it."
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| Vaste (22:08) | Vaste: "Beats having no reason other than the guards chasing me for something that isn't mine, we treasure hunters are misunderstood individuals..." Vaste sighed and opened his sack, reaching for a spice cake. Vaste noted the ninja lighting another cigarrete and smirked. "Our addictions are similar..."
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| Auhel (22:09) | Auhel snickered and leaned back onto the wall, her dark grey trench coat folded neatly about her. "I will do what I have always done. Protect those that cannot protect themselves. I will help with this so called 'revolution' until it doesn't work out for those who need it most." Her bright purple eyes ablaze with conviction, yet the eveness in her voice never breaks.
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| Cylin (22:13) | Cylin Her eyes darting aout this strange new city. In her travels every city town our forest was like a new world. She bumped into the smoking ninja, she rub her cheek a bit looking up at him, very bright eyed. "Smoking is....bad kupo.." She coughed a bit inhaling a bit of the smoke, her cheeks reddened a bit.
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| Vaste (22:14) | Vaste: Vaste looked at the small moogle that had stumbled down the alley, and raised an eyebrow. "You look a little lost there."
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| Zexerous (22:16) | Zexerous jerked a little bit forward as someone bumped into him. Glancing at the young woman, he raised an eyebrow, "And that's why you shouldn't smoke Miss." Turning his attention back to everyone else. "However, I've missed all of your names. May I please get them at this point?"
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| Vaste (22:17) | Vaste: Vaste scratched his chin as he said his name, "I'm Vaste, the Treasure Hunter at cha service."
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| Kailadan (22:19) | Giving Auhel a nod as she chose to join the group, Kailadan's attention shifted to Zexerous as a lone eyebrow raised up. "As I had already stated, my name is Kailadan, a Sword Knight." His attention wasn't on Zex for very long, though, because it shifted over to Cylin pretty quickly. If that eyebrow could raise any higher, it would.
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| Auhel (22:20) | ran a hand through her short fiery-red hair. "Auhel Topriel, Acolyte of Alexander."
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| Cylin (22:20) | Cylin: echo waving her arms quite enthused by the idea of someone asking her name, she wanted to go first. "Cylin, kupo~! I don't know what called this but..." a few stones off of the ground begin to float, as she manipulated them with little effort ti was clear she was an elemental.
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| Cylin (22:21) | waved her arms quite enthused by the idea of someone asking her name, she wanted to go first. "Cylin, kupo~! I don't know what called this but..." a few stones off of the ground begin to float, as she manipulated them with little effort ti was clear she was an elemental.
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| Auhel (22:21) | Auhel raised an eyebrow at the newest addtion to this little party. "Interesting....nice trick you do there."
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| Zexerous (22:23) | Zexerous nodded to each one as they introduced themselves. "Good, good, I'm glad to get all of your names." His attention turned to the woman in the grey coat, she was made of steel for some reason. "You, Auhel, you claimed to be an acolyte. Are you refering to the Acolytes of the callers of Mist or Madain Sari?"
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| Auhel (22:25) | Auhels eyes fired up and the corner of her mouth curled into a snarl. "I belong to neither dominions of those weak-hearted bastards. Not anymore."
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| Kailadan (22:26) | Glancing from person to person, Kailadan's eyes eventually stopped on Zex's assistant eventually. "You spoke of another message, and how it was going to be difficult. However, you've yet to tell us anything more. Will we have to wait to be given more information?"
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| Cylin (22:28) | Cylin she wasn't one to stay idle for long, she crouched down, it was quite apparant that she didn't know what was going on, but it gave her comfort that she was around people that weren't going to try to hurt her. It seemed as if since she left the caves of Narshe she's been in constant danger.
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| Vaste (22:29) | Vaste: Vaste groaned inwardly, hating the idea of waiting if he had to, but will wait anyway to see what's what, and when's where. He shrugged and wiped the crumbs of his cake from earlier off his mouth.
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| Zexerous (22:29) | Zexerous raised an eyebrow at the strong reaction. "Alright, I want to speak to you in private." The ninja put a finger to his lips and thought for a moment, "You'll have to wait on that information, howeve, Kailadan, can I ask your assistance on something?" The ninja asked quizzically.
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| Auhel (22:30) | Auhel Nodded her head silently, waiting to see where this was to take place.
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| Kailadan (22:30) | Shifting his gaze to Zexerous, Kailadan offers up a small nod. "I'm pretty sure that asking questions isn't taxed yet, so go right ahead."
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| Zexerous (22:34) | Zexerous nodded his head, "Good, good. There's some people in training in the northern end of the slums. If you could assist them in their training, I'd apprecate it." He glanced over at Vaste "I'll need of your skills later on some things, I'll elaborate with you at another time." He motioned for Auhel to follow him over to another lane in the slums.
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| Auhel (22:35) | Auhel pushed herself back off the wall and followed the ninja, without so much sparing a glance to the others.
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| Vaste (22:37) | Vaste: Vaste turned to Kailadan, noticing the armor and remembering with a twinge the night of the bar fight. "Any idea what Zexerous is going to get me to do? It'd be nice to know if I'm gonna be dodging arrows or something along that nature."
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| Vaste (22:38) | Vaste: Vaste blinked abruptly, and looked down at Cylin who'd remained silent throughout the entire exchange. "So, what do you think of all of this Cylin?"
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| Kailadan (22:38) | Giving Zexerous another nod, Kailadan's attention shifts over to Vaste as yet another grin reaches his features. "I'd suggest wearing something you can maneuver in, just in case."
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| Vaste (22:40) | Vaste: Vaste turned back to Kailadan, motioning to his karate gi and pants "I move quite well in this, but a little more training and I might be able to get a better weapon, or I could just appropriate one from some 'willing' individual..."
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| Zexerous (22:41) | Zexerous glanced at Auhel, "I've been looking for a caller for some time to assist me. You guys have . . .unique abilites that can be well suited to a revolution. Especially if this, and I'm assuming it will turn violent. All these people are pepared for such an eventuality, will you be?"
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| Cylin (22:42) | Cylin yawned a bit in her crouched positing looking about, the talks seeming nothing but idle banter. "Kupo..?"
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| Auhel (22:44) | Auhel nodded her head, "I have always lived my life knowing that protection of the oprressed never comes without sacrifice." Her gloved hands clenched involuntarily.
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| Kailadan (22:44) | "If you're looking for training, then you should probably join the ranks of those that I'll be teaching. Don't worry, I won't knock out any more of your teeth...as long as you keep my drinks within their appropriate containers." With a wink, Kailadan's attention shifts from Vaste to the woman who keeps saying kupo, even though she's not a moogle. Curiosity getting the better of him, the young man watches her, though not a word is spoken just yet.
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| Zexerous (22:46) | Zexerous "Good," The ninja finished his cigarette and put it out on the ground and looked back up at the sky. "Because to be perfectly honest, I'm not expecting to come out of this revolution alive. It'd be nice, but I'm not expecting to survive this. They'll get ahold of me, and that'll be the end of it, even I can only evade them for so long before I finally trip. But, before they take me, I'll make one helluva 'bang.'"
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| Auhel (22:48) | Auhel crossing her arms, she simply watched the man with an expressionless face. "So what is it you require of my...talents?" She said, not wasting time with idle chatter.
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| Zexerous (22:53) | Zexerous "Offense, surprise strikes on particular targets. Highly recongizable ones at that. If the government panics, the the rest of the public will lose faith in them." The ninja leaned against a wall. "I could do this on my own, but I need other people to assist me for the maximum effect to occur."
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| Cylin (22:59) | Cylin stood up stretching a bit her arms spread as she did, "What we talking about..Ku..po..?" She asked curiously, looking about all the people within the general facinity, she looked toward Auhel, waving at her, a smile painted on her face.
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| Vaste (23:00) | Vaste: Vaste's contemplating what he needs
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| Auhel (23:01) | Nodded her head and gave a short reply. "Just tell me which targets you had in mind, and I'll work on them, under one condition. If I think anyone that doesn't deserve to die could, I will not do it. There is no give on this term." She said, as if this were a business transaction, not about killing and saving people. Seeing the elementalist wave from the distance, Auhel gave a curt nod of her head.
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| Vaste (23:02) | Vaste: Vaste's eyes glaze over as he contemplated what he'd probably need for basics and how much it will cost in time or money. All sorts of things flowed through his mind, and until he knew what he was doing he was just going to get the basics. Lockpicks, food, bandages, potions and herbs.
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| Zexerous (23:03) | "I'm personally inspecting the targets, and I'm going to make sure they're empty when it's time to hit them." Zexerous said, "I'm not wanting to cause loss of life in this, but I'm sure you'll understand, at some point, it will be unavoidable. I don't much care for it myself, but, this is a revolution, and both sides will come to blows at some point." The ninja motioned for Fujisama to come over and looked back at Auhel. (cont)
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| Zexerous (23:04) | "Now, if you don't mind." Zexerous continued, "Fujisama and I have a number of things to plan out before we execute our next plan. So I will now take my leave." The ninja added with a bow, and left towards the far end of the slums with Fujisama in tow.
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| Auhel (23:05) | Auhel "I understand this very well. I'm just under the term that my calls shall not bring harm to those that are not our opponents." She said, nodding to Fijisama as he approached. "But this does not mean I will not kill for my convictions either."
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| Cylin (23:07) | Cylin began humming a familiar tune that te moogles taught her ((FF6 moogle theme)) while she twirled her hair between her fingers.
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| Kailadan (23:08) | "Oh, nothing overly important, madam. No need to get yourself too concerned." Kailadan flashes Cylin a brief smile before he turns his attention to Vaste. "I'm off. If I'm going to be training, I need to figure out who I'm training, after all." Placing his helmet upon his head firmly, the young Sword Knight begins walking off, with the intent to find those that he'll be instructing.
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| Auhel (23:10) | Once again nodding briefly to Fujisama, Auhel turns back to the ninja. "Get your list ready, I will be staying outside of Coneria within a cave in the northern forest. When you are ready for me just send word to Matoya."
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| Vaste (23:12) | Vaste: Vaste snapped out of his reverie, and nodded to himself. "Guess I'll need that much of those and that many of that. Hopefully I get the right stuff for this... whatever it is." Waving at Cylin, he said this as he parted company> "Find yourself your niche, that rock levitation.. whatever that was... work on it and expand on it, you'll be surprised where you'll be one day." Climbing up a ladder, Vaste continued along rooftops heading for his home in the shut down 'House of Love'.
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| Cylin (23:15) | Cylin looked about as the surrounding people began dispsersing with a confused look, as her eye brows raised a bit, " Ku...po..?" Waving back at Vaste slowly, she was alone again. She was growing used to it since she left Narshe.
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| Cylin (23:36) | Cylin: hello
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| Sat May 19 |
| Vaste (23:35) | Vaste: Vaste sat down near the fountain, strapping a belt pouch to waist. He'd finally gathered all the things he figured were basic enough to cover anything Zexerous had planned for him, or at least he hoped so. Unwrapping and popping a peppermint candy into his mouth, Vaste leaned back on the fountain wall and contemplated the skies.
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| Vaste (23:38) | Vaste: Vaste stood up, a thought striking him momentarily. The library held records on many people, it was a law of some sort. "Wonder if there's anything on Zexerous, maybe I can learn who I'm dealing with here."
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| Vaste (23:43) | Vaste: Vaste strode up and down the stacks of records, and finally across Zexerous records. Pulling the scroll down, Vaste sat down in the middle of the aisle and began to read what was known of Zexerous. When he'd finished, Vaste knew a little more than what he started with, but it wasn't much to begin with. Putting the scroll back, Vaste chuckled to himself thinking upon Zexerous' opinion of chocobos.
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| Vaste (23:50) | Vaste: Vaste went up the stacks again, and a scroll caught his eye. The scroll had his name on it. Intrigued, Vaste pulled the scroll down and perused it. In the scroll was every deed he'd done in other cities, right up to his disappearance from his court trial in Gariland. Vaste chuckled at the memory of the stolen smoke screen and the 'borrowed' chocobo. More was written down, and Vaste wasn't sure if the guards knew of his past transgressions. Burying the scroll inside his travel sack, (cont)
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| Vaste (23:53) | Vaste: Vaste left the building, but just as he was about to go to the door, the head librarian stopped him .
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| Vaste (23:54) | Vaste: "You have anything to declare?" asked the librarian, peering at Vaste suspiciously. "Eh? No, nothing at all, now if you'll excuse me." Vaste replied trying to step around the librarian.
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| Vaste (23:57) | Vaste: The librarian moved to stop Vaste, reaching for his pack. Vaste quickly stomped on the librarian's toes and ducked into a crowd of people flowing in, and escaped the suspicious librarian.
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| Sun May 20 |
| Zael (11:16) | Its been a few days after the incident at "Who wants to be a Gillionare" and Many things have been happening. Zael noticed grafitti and posters everywhere saying join the resisistance, and people having long thought out discussions on the topic.
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| Zael (11:18) | Zael then remembered the hacker on the screen and thought to himself *hmm, he doesnt really seem like the type that would lead this "rebellion". plus if the populace would stand up against the government, there is gonna be a lot of chaos.... hmmm i just love chaos.*
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| Zael (11:26) | A thought kept nagging at the back of Zaels head, the fact that the hacker may just know something about the fabled war of the magi. He just knew he must find someone who knows alot about it.
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| Cylin (17:25) | Cylin: board
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| Zael (20:38) | Zael starts wandering around coneria again and sees yet another poster, but this one asking and warning the conerian citizens to help the caste
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| Zexerous (20:43) | Zexerous waited out the outskirts of the Western Side of Coneria, with Fujisama. "Are we ready?" The ninja asked Fujisama, "Yes sir, we're almost gathered up, we're almost ready to go." Zex nodded his head, "Good, good, we'll wait a few more minutes for our supporters to show up."
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| Zael (20:44) | Zael thought for a second and figured meh, ill just sit around. If someone really wants to hire me or whatever they can go ahead. In the meantime ill be enjoying the ensueing chaos.
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| Cylin (20:45) | Cylin: walked holding her trident in one hand and Sandras' hand in the other as she waved her weapon in the air, gesturing to Zexerous, "Kupo"
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| Zael (20:46) | Zael walks off towards the Inn and figures hes gonna have a drink. As he entered the inn, he started listening in on the discussions of whether to resist or not.
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| Sandra (20:46) | Sandra: Follows Cylin, hanging onto her hand, she keeps quiet, thinking.
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| Vaste (20:46) | Vaste
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| Zael (20:47) | Zael starts wandering around coneria again and sees yet another poster, but this one asking and warning the conerian citizens to help the caste
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| Zexerous (20:48) | Zexerous paced along the edge of the wall, smiling to himself. The message would be spread far and wide across Coneria, the government could say what they want. But the people wanted change, and that's what people were going to get, come hell or high water. More and more pepole were showing up to the Western Gates, Zex was almost ready, he just wanted a few more people to show up.
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| Chris (20:48) | The rooftops in Coneria, they were usually a quiet place, save for the birds. That's why it was so unusual to see a person perched upon one, watching the teeming masses huddle about, whispering of a meeting soon to be held. Now, Chris had no fondness for especially high places, but he figured this was the best vantage point to get a glimpse of the coming events. He was yet undecided if he would indeed join this rumored fight, but he was at least going to watch from a damn good seat.
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| Sandra (20:49) | Sandra
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| Lance (20:49) | The one in armor had only one real cause, his quest. But helping those to help himself was also a good thing. The various fliers that had cropped up in the past few days along with the graffiti had been enough. He'd been there for the evil genius's appearance and thus Lance had made his choice. The castle was his first goal, and as he rounded the statue in the town square to avoid poking a small crowd of people with his weapon, he pondered on the choice he made.
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| Cylin (20:49) | Cylin looks at Sandra smiling confidently, an air of innocence around her, "Ninja is nice man...kupo.."
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| Zael (20:49) | Zael Walks to the Inn, listens to a few discussions and then leaves and wanters back to the town square
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| Sandra (20:50) | Sandra turns to Cylin and gives a little nod, "I haven't met him.."
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| Kailadan (20:50) | As Kailadan finally arrived at Zexerous' location, it didn't take a genius to he was ready for something. After all, this marks the second occasion he's ever been fully decked out in his black armor. Unlike before, even his helmet was securely placed upon his head.
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| Saiph (20:51) | Saiph walked through the gates of Coneria, and immediately something struck him as odd. There was an unmistakable energy surrounding the city. Immediately, one word stood out, "The Infinite". And with that, Saiph knew that Zexerous was near by. And with something a little more than a sprint, he set out to find him.
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| Zael (20:51) | Zael was getting annoyed at the posters for the resistance. They seemed to promise for chaos but chaos hasn't arrived. Zael then unsheathed his sword and started polishing it.
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| Chris (20:52) | Chris had left his helmet back at his safehouse and was instead wearing a very strange, wide brimmed hat. Combined with an improvised overcoat, he hoped it was a suitable disguise. Really all it made him look like was some creepy stalker, but hopefully that was enough for him to go anoymous in the meeting. Just in case he didn't like what he saw, he was ready to walk away.
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| William (20:53) | Running around in the streets, William was getting sure everything was ready. As another swordknight approached, he nodded at him, and said: "Everything seems to be ready. Make sure everyone is at his post, and then reach yours. Things will become hot pretty soon around here."
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| Zael (20:53) | Zael He didn't want to be a slave to the resistance, and he definately didnt want to associate with the *good ole conerian king* either.
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| Annabelly (20:54) | Annabelly: After arriving in Coneria, Annabelly looks around, wondering what the commotion was all about. Ignorant of current events, she was about find out the hard way...
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| Rapta (20:54) | Rapta glides quietly in, predatory eyes checking her surroundings. She steps to the back of the crowd, and watches..
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| Cylin (20:55) | Cylin sits down cross legged, wrapping herself in her animal pelts, waiting for is to come. She tugs Sandras' arm a bit.
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| Sandra (20:56) | Sandra tucks her robes under herself and sits next to Cylin. She glances at the others curiously.
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| Zael (20:57) | Zael Looks at the fountain and started thinking. He stared out towards the growing crowds at the western gate and at the castle gates.
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| Arcello (20:58) | Arcello Made the decision he had been worrying about all week. If he was ever to be a powerful, it was time to take some chances.
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| Zael (20:59) | Zael held up his sword and it started glowing. He then said, "So i guess soon your gonna get al the chaos you want... and blood too." He then stood up in front of the fountain and started laughing maniacally.
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| Lance (20:59) | As the castle grew more close to the wandering knight, Lance gazed upon the guardian at its gates. Idly he wondered how any resistance could get passed this thing when he's seen it obliterate entire airships in single shots. The machine always unnerved Lance, like a behemoth just waiting to turn against its master.
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| Annabelly (21:02) | Annabelly: Annabelly whirls around, still wondering about the events that are still to come. She is just an innocent bystander and hopes to stay that way...
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| Zexerous (21:02) | Zexerous decided everyone was here, so the ninja jumped up on the makeshift stage, "Attention everyone! You have all gathered here with no knowledge of what you would be doing. Now, you will know why we are moving against the government of Coneria! Walk the slums of that city sometime, then go walk the districts near the castle. You'll see how these people suffer, some of you are already suffering because of the government!"
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| William (21:02) | Even in the chaos that was sure to follow soon, William knew he had to keep his cool. Whatever happened, he had to remember why he was there. He double checked his equipment, and having made sure everything was in place, he clapped his hand suddenly, jumping over a nearby building.
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| Zexerous (21:04) | Zexerous continued, "Have you not had enough bullshit from the 'Benevolent government' that claims to protect you? Have you ever wondered who make up the bulk of the soliders who fought the giant? Or repelled the snakes from the city? You guess it, they came from the slums, and not willingly either. Many of them were force into service simply because they were there!"
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| Zael (21:04) | Zael walks off towards the western gate, hoping to see what is really going on, he also decided to join the side so he can create chaos, and to quell his sword's cravings for chaos and blood.
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| Zael (21:06) | Zael Walks up into the crowd, mutters a few words and static and sparks start filling the air around him. He then laughs and sits at a nearby bench.
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| Zexerous (21:06) | Zexerous glanced over the crowd, "Fathers being torn away from their familes, while the rich sit and laugh, or buy their way out of service! How is this fair? How can this possibly be fair to anyone?! We will show them what we think, we will begin spreading our mesasge today! They will know they cannot quiet us forever!"
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| Sandra (21:06) | Sandra listens to the speach quietly.
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| Kailadan (21:07) | Moving to the side of the stage, Kailadan's right hand rests upon the hilt of his sheathed sword as he keeps a close eye on those present. The last thing he wanted was somebody to try and pull a fast one and try to take out Zexerous before things even began.
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| Zael (21:07) | Zael mutters to himself, "Humanity is just a parasite, a big old parisate that plauges the universe. Chaos must ensue and engulf it." He then starts laughing maniacally again.
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| Lance (21:07) | After another fleeting moment staring at the behemoth machine, Lance continued his way into the castle. He paused a moment to look at Rosa, a beauty of a woman she was. His steps continued through the castle, with the king of the country as his goal.
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| Annabelly (21:12) | Annabelly: After hearing these speeches, Annabelly finally realized the situation she unwittingly got herself into. Now all she can think about is summoning a natural disaster to ATOMIZE that bastard of a cartographer that sold her that fake map. If it wasn't for him, she would've arrived a few days earlier and undoubtedly left before this fateful day.
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| Arcello (21:14) | Arcello watched in his typical silence. This was going to be interesting.
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| William (21:15) | From the high ground, William began scoping the area. Most of the citizens had left the streets, some to gather, some to hide. The fact rumors had been spreading helped him, making those who needed shelter look for one. The streets were quiet now, but he knew that wouldn't last long.
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| Zexerous (21:16) | Zexerous watched the crowd slowly file into the city, he knew that they were going to do just fine. At least he hoped, the guards were out in force, and looking for anyone causing any trouble. He hoped his supporters would be just fine through this.
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| Annabelly (21:20) | Annabelly: Searching for shelter, Annabelly frantically runs through the streets, but no one would open their doors for fear of an attacker or robber. After all, riots always give rise to a few independent troublemakers, whether they're looting the stores or just vandalizing city property. Unless she finds a well-hidden location within these walls, she can only fight or run now.
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| Lance (21:24) | To the king! Lance paused as a few guards walked by on patrol, he had kept his weapons away so they wouldn't think of him as a threat of any kind. Especially with the current events happening around them. "Now where is the king..."
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| Sandra (21:24) | Sandra glances around her jail cell, searching for a way to break free, the only way is for more people to get arrested, funny thing that.
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| Vaste (21:25) | Vaste: Yet again, Vaste was in a jail cell... He'd never been so mad at the guards before, maybe this revoloution is a good thing
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| Vaste (21:29) | Vaste: Vaste slammed his shoulder repeatedly against the jail cell door, hoping the sheer repeated blows would shatter it. Only thing he got was a bruised shoulder
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| Chris (21:32) | Alas, after all that careful sneaking around, Chris had landed himself in jail. And all he was doing was walking around. Granted, it was with contraband, but how was the guards to know that? They had clubbed him and dragged him into the jail. The more and more he thought, the more this Zexerous seemed to be right. About a lot of things...
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| Vaste (21:35) | Vaste: Vaste was imprisoned again... this time he sat infront of the lock, trying to pick it. But to no avail.
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| William (21:35) | William was almost in disbelief, as he saw people stroll down the streets, painting the walls, just to see them scrubbed down a moment later. "...Is this what this all is about? Oh, well, less work for me. But I'd better not get my guard off."
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| Zael (21:35) | Zael tfigured something indeed is up, how can the guards be at the gates, and how this "cause is going so horrible in the first place. Putting one + one together, Zael figured the government and zexerous must be in cahoots, it would easily explain how things have been going this way.
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| Arcello (21:36) | Arcello found himself growing frustrated. Where was all of this spray painting getting him? He had found himself drawn to this mysterious "Infinite", but now he was beginning to wonder if they were all just smoke and mirrors. What was going on?
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| Vaste (21:37) | Vaste: Throwing his picks back into his pouch, Vaste braced himself against the cell wall and kicked at the door. It rattled in its hinges but stayed put
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| Rapta (21:38) | Rapta listens quietly to talk of graffitti and marches on castles, ever watchful of her surroundings.
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| Vaste (21:39) | Vaste: Sitting down in a corner, Vaste decided to wait and see if anyone else would come, he can't break out by himself. Popping a peppermint candy into his mouth he settled for a wait.
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| Mume (21:39) | Mume: n
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| Lance (21:41) | Attack! Lance launched at the king of Coneria, sword drawn! A swing came next, blood sprayed all over the shiny armor he wore. "HEY! Pay attention when the king is talking to you!" A guard said, giving Lance a poke with his halberd. The knight came out of the reverie he was in as the government official rabbled on about the horribleness of the resistance and the greatness of Coneria. After a few more complaints about it, Lance was beginning to nod off again standing there in his shiny g
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| Lance (21:42) | After a few more complaints about it, Lance was beginning to nod off again standing there in his shiny glory. That is, until another poke brought him back to attention. Mostly because of the noise the halberd made against his armor and that the guard was carelessly scratching it up.
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| Chris (21:47) | Chris could only grab his head as Kailadan lead him away. He was now awash in the voices in his head, all calling out to him. Telling him what he was doing was wrong. But...who could he trust, if not himself? He was utterly adrift in confusion...
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| Arcello (21:50) | Arcello was disturbed by the lack of focus and purpose by the so called "resistance". But he had invested too much time into this to just leave without getting something out of it. While he didn't appreciate being associated with "good", he grabbed a mop and began trying to find someone important to work in front of. Maybe he could get a medal of honor or something.
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| Mume (21:56) | Mume: cursed the shadows of Coneria. The guards had long ago shunnded Mume. The paint dissapeared immediately as he passed through the gates
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| Sandra (21:57) | Sandra rubs her head, and the many lumps she's gained in this most unproducted effort.
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| Mume (21:58) | Mume looking at the cell walls thinks again of his comarades... all who are feeling the rage of oppression...
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| Sandra (22:02) | Sandra admires the graffiti she just painted on a wall, suddenly curious why it hasn't been cleaned yet. She shrugs and continues the task.
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| Sandra (22:14) | Sandra sits down at the rendevous point, growing tiresome of this neverending conquest that... Isn't working.
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| Mume (22:15) | Mume: heard the message of traitors! Little could be done though, as he crumpled to the ground... a Conerian guard rushed forword and sent him to sleep...
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| Chris (22:15) | Another club to the head, another trip to jail. Honestly, with all the brutality by the guards, is it any wonder Chris is hearing voices in his head?
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| Cylin (22:16) | Cylin sits next to Sandra rubbing the back of her head getting clubbed. Her grip of Sandras' arm is unwavering.
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| Cylin (22:21) | Cylin feels slightly annoyed at thehrobbing in her skull as she listens to Zex.
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| Mume (22:28) | Mume: grins as the his allies begin to control th city...
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| Mume (22:33) | Mume sounds the horn... all for the resistance!
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| Mume (22:35) | Mume paints his wall a bright purple! However...
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| Mume (22:36) | Mume cheers on fellows of the rebellion...
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| Annabelly (22:37) | Annabelly: Annabelly wonders why there is still no fighting even now...
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| Sandra (22:37) | Sandra watches the guards stationed in the places close to her, they never move.
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| Mume (22:40) | Mume reckons the chaos will not win the battle for the resistance...
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| Sandra (22:41) | Sandra reckons the same thing.
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| Chris (22:42) | Back in jail, and this time there was a rather...interesting looking fellow in the cell with Chris. After some time had passed, he began to wonder where exactly all this random spraying and scrubbing was getting them. It seemed like nothing they did had any effect whatsoever. Other than give the guards an excuse to use their clubs, anyway...
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| Annabelly (22:43) | Annabelly: They must not be much of a resistance if they get clubbed and dragged so easily without a fight to jail...
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| Mume (22:43) | Mume recognizes the futility of a battle without a battle...
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| Mume (22:53) | Mume feels the tension build... its unbearable!
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| Mume (22:56) | was caught redhanded! The guard beat Mume a few times before slinging him into the cells!
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| Mume (23:07) | Mume still sits in the cell of with Big Bad Bubba!!!!!!!!!!
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| Zexerous (23:15) | Zexerous sat in his jail cell. His own sloppyness got him caught. However, the ninja was pissed. They beat them for doing something as simple as putting up artwork on buildings. They sent an army to stop them.
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| Zael (23:15) | After the chaos, zael was happy, he finally found the info he has been waiting for.
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| Zexerous (23:16) | Zexerous knew his cause would not be stopped by 4 walls and bars. He would get the word out for those to come and free him. He glanced outside at the moonlight from his cell. "The fools want violence. They will see enough violence to glut them for ages." The ninja finished with a sneer.
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| Arcello (23:16) | This resistance, it was weak, but potentially a problem. Arcello wondered how much the information he had was worth.
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| Zael (23:17) | Zael now had to figure out where esperland is. He figured the only one who would know would be Zexerous, so he has to find a way to break him out and get it.
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| Vaste (23:18) | Vaste: Vaste sat in the field the group had met in, nursing a large bump on the back of his head. He dodged the influx of Coneria guards, having ducked into the sewers until they passed. Zexerous wasn't anywhere to be found, Vaste had a sneaking feeling he was arrested, probably rotting somewhere.
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| Zexerous (23:19) | Zexerous began pacing his cell, forumlating a plan in his mind on breaking him free from this prison, so he could return and help lead The Infinite to their eventual goal of replacing the Monarchy in Coneria with something better. The guards actions and the moblization of the Guardian only reinforced Zex's believe that what he was doing was right.
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| Zael (23:21) | After things have calmed down slightly, Zael decided to show outside his hiding place. He knew he must break Zexerous out and extract the rest of the info outta him. Zael then thought up an idea involving the guardian iteself...
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| Vaste (23:22) | Vaste: If anything Vaste counted himself fortunate, it could have be much worse for him. The guards may have decided to take his past crimes into account, but thankfully they didn't recognize him in his new get up. He pulled back his black hood, revealing his green hair to the sky. He'd been sent to jail repeatedly, beaten badly, yet he still sided with Zexerous and the Infinate. Both were his ticket to getting his record cleaned, and a little harmless looting of the Conerian treasury never hurt
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| Zael (23:23) | had to don his cloak and seem inconspicouse, so he proceeded to do that. Then Zael started walking up the main road towars the castle gates.
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| Vaste (23:24) | Vaste: Vaste had quickly sprinted to Castle Coneria, hoping to find the jails
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| Vaste (23:25) | Vaste: Standing at the Guardian, Vaste looked upon the walls of the very thing he was fighting to replace. "Funny, I'm going right where I don't want to be, with no idea of if Zexerous is even in the castle at all."
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| Zael (23:26) | Zael Stopped by the gargantuan mech and stared at it with a sense of amusement. Last he remembered Vector wasnt allied with coneria, so how in the world did they get a mtek guardian.
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| Zael (23:29) | Well, Zael knew what he must do, but he realized that even if he was able to commandeer the guardian, the control interface may reject him anyways.
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| Zael (23:34) | Zael also remembered that he had to return to vector, even if he had to defy the warning Laienne gave him if he ever came back to vector. He must get there though, since he has to figure out why Coneria has vectorian technology in the first place.
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| Saiph (23:40) | The Resistance had failed. Saiph stood on the walls of Coneria watching the chaos return to order. The members of The Infinite had scattered for now. "Maybe Zexerous didn't have the answer," he thought to himself. "But there is only one way to be sure." And with a jump, Saiph was gone. Preparation had to be made for the coming days. He was going to be busy indeed.
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| Zael (23:44) | well zael is in quite a predicament... He might as well call an old friend, but he forgot his PHS number. Zael figured he might as well punch in a random channel to see if he was right.
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| Mon May 21 |
| Mume (00:10) | Mume runs from the huge black form... its size is beyond belief
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| Mume (00:12) | Mume fills Bubba with the summoner's! Light!
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| Rhylas (21:27) | Rhylas stormed out of the gates of Damcyan. "I'll kill them!" he growled. He had been asking around the city for days and noone had any information on what happened to Resa or Saizo. They either didn't know, or were too afraid to speak. Either way the chemist had learned nothing and was very pissed. "I'll kill them all myself!" raged boiled out from deep within. His rage only increased as he racing down the path through the Eastern Forest heading to Coneria.
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| Kailadan (21:32) | Talk about having a lot on your plate... Kailadan was one busy man these days. Heading to Damcyan with an actual purpose in mind, for once, it didn't take long before a familiar face entered his view in the distance. Quickening his pace to a light jog, Kail calls out to Rhylas, trying to get his attention. "Hey!"
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| Rhylas (21:35) | In his rage Rhylas almost didn't hear Kailadan calling out. Had it been anyone else the chemist would have simply ignored them, so intent on his goal as he was. But Kai was actually one of the few people who could be of assistance at this time of need. "You. Did you find out anything?" The rage made his tone a quiet growl, his eyes cold as steel. "Damned Damcyan fools didn't tell me anything. I have to go now, she could be dead already and I have done nothing!"
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| Kailadan (21:37) | Giving his head a shake, Kailadan falls into step next to Rhylas. "Not a thing other than what I already knew." As Rhylas' words finally sink in, a lone eyebrow is raised up. "Wait, what're you planning on doing? You can't seriously be planning on rescuing her alone!"
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| Rhylas (21:39) | "What choice do I have? Like I said, she could be dead already. If she isn't, she could be at any time. Either way those bastards will pay even if I have to tear that city to shreds. I'll find, and kill every last person who had anything to do with her kidnapping." Rhylas continued his pace without waiting to see if Kai was still following. He had a long trip to make, and he had little time to waste.
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| Kailadan (21:43) | Oh, Kailadan wasn't following Rhylas now. In fact, he just stepped out his stride, only to stop and turn around, right in front of Rhylas. "Hold on. I'm not about to let you commit suicide! I've already fought those guys. They outnumber us considerably, and they're skilled to boot." Taking a quick step back, Kailadan keeps a stern gaze focused on Rhylas.
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| Rhylas (21:46) | Rhylas stopped, though not to avoid running over Kai, "If you are not going to help, then get the hell out of my way!" The chemist's amethyst eyes were cold as ice and locked right on to the warriors.
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| Kailadan (21:49) | "I already said I'm not going to let you get yourself killed, so I'm not moving." Holding up his right hand, Kailadan points in the direction of Damcyan. "We need help, and you know it. Stop being irrational and think!" The young Sword Knight's sapphire eyes seem to mirror Rhylas' own determination.
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| Rhylas (21:52) | A low rumble of a growl came from deep in Rhylas' throat. "I will ask you one more time to get the hell out of my way." Rhylas was in no mood for someone to try and stop him. "If you still choose to stand in my way, I will show you no mercy." Rhylas' hand hovered over the Redeemer, his eyes stayed locked onto Kai's.
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| Kailadan (21:55) | A growl begins to escape Kailadan's slightly parted lips as Rhylas' hand shifts to his weapon. "Then I suggest you draw." Right hand slowly dropping, it falls upon the hilt of his sword, while his left hand reaches back behind himself, to grab his shield...only it's not pulled around to the front just yet.
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| Rhylas (22:00) | Rhylas Several minutes went by and the two men just glared at each other, both waiting for the other to make the first move. In the distance a chocobo could be heard calling out. "I SAID MOVE!" The Redeemer was out and aimed directly at Kai's face in an instant. The chemist's finger rested on the trigger showing he ment to use the weapon if he had to.
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| Kailadan (22:04) | As Rhylas put that gun in Kailadan's face, the young Sword Knight began moving. Whipping his shield around as he took a step to the side, it's brought about to try and slam right into Rhylas' hand, in the hopes of getting that gun out of the way.
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| Rhylas (22:08) | The Redeemer was sent sprawling through the air to land softly in a blanket of leaves not far off. Rhylas hissed and withdrew his hand to cup at his chest. "Damn you, so you are going to make this difficult?!" The chemist reached back with his good hand and aimed a punch right at the warriors face.
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| Kailadan (22:15) | As the Redeemer was knocked away, Kailadan couldn't help but feel a bit cocky...for about 2 seconds. Then, WHAM! Fist right to the cheek, resulting in the young man's grip on his shield to loosen as he stumbled backwards a couple feet. Outright glaring at Rhylas as he regains his balance, Kailadan releases his shield, letting it start to drop, only to catch it by the edge. Taking another step back, that shield is thrown, Captain America style, with Kail immediately dashing after it in the h
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| Kailadan (22:15) | Kailadan: (cont) hopes of shoulder tackling his opponent.
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| Rhylas (22:17) | Rhylas pulled back his fist to rub with his other hand. He turned to glare at Kai just in time to see a shield come flying at him.
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| Rhylas (22:19) | Rhylas held up his arms to cover his face. The shield struck true, the edge smashing against the chemist arm with enough force to knock him off balance. As he tried to catch himself he noticed the warrior following right behind his shield. "Shit.." was all he could manage.
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| Kailadan (22:25) | That makes the third Legend who's been whacked with Kailadan's shield. First Nai, then Dreya, and now Rhylas. After his shoulder connects with Rhylas, Kail quickly scrambles back. He didn't really want to hurt Rhylas, after all. Just knock some sense into him, without getting his own senses knocked out.
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| Rhylas (22:27) | Rhylas took the full brute of the shoulder to his mid torso. As he was sent sprawling back, much like his Redeemer moments ago, the chemist was already reaching into a pouch. He hit thr ground with a thud, rolled back to his feet and sent a vial soaring toward Kai.
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| Kailadan (22:34) | Instinctively, Kailadan brought up his hands as he saw that vial coming. It took a split second for him to realize that he's fighting a chemist, but that wasn't exactly going to matter now, now was it? As that vial connected with his outstretched hands, it shattered, splattering it's contents all over the young Sword Knight. Narrowing his eyes at Rhylas for but a moment, they immediately went wide as the effects of the poison began to work, dropping him to a knee with a pained growl.
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| Rhylas (22:38) | Rhylas was now all the way back to hid feet. He glared at Kailadan who was know on one knee. "That poison won't kill you. But you will certainly be feeling the effects for some time." The chemist clenched his fist till his knuckled turned white. "Next time stay out of my way!" Rhylas suddenly charged forward, his arm drawn back, knuckled still clenched ready to deliver the final blow.
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| Kailadan (22:42) | As Rhylas charged, Kailadan saw his oppertunity. Springing up suddenly, his right fist shot upward, aimed for the chemist's gut. It was more along the lines of a last ditch effort, but hey, it works in movies and on TV, right?
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| Rhylas (22:45) | Rhylas was caught off guard. The poison should have completly entered Kai's blood stream by now, he shouldn't be able to move much less put that much effort into a punch. The fist landed right where it was intended, Rhylas' eyes grew big befor rolling back in his head. His body went dead weight and the chemist hit the forest floor with a thud.
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| Kailadan (22:50) | Yeah, Kailadan qualifies as one of those people that don't know when to quit. Once Rhylas goes down, Kail falls right afterwards, landing next to the chemist with a nice thud. For a few minutes, he just laid there, out of breath and wracked with pain from the poison. Eventually the young Sword Knight managed to get enough strength to reach over to Rhylas and give him a couple little slaps on his face. "Wake up...you idiot..."
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| Rhylas (22:52) | Rhylas' eyes came open slowly, the world was blurry and very bright for some time. Eventually his eyes adjusted and he remembered his name and where he was. "..Nice punch.."
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| Kailadan (22:54) | "Heh...yeah...nice poison...got an antidoe, by any chance?" Kailadan rolled over onto his back, content to simply not move from that position, if he could help it. His jaw still stung from Rhylas' fist, but that pain wasn't so bad compared to the pain in the rest of his body.
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| Rhylas (22:56) | After being knocked out the chemist had just about lost any will to fight he had previously had. "Yea..I think you nearly broke one of my arms with your shield throw..very creative by the way." Rhylas somehow worked himself up to a sitting posistion and reached into a pocket. He took out a vial with a clear liquide and tossed it to Kai.
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| Kailadan (23:00) | The vial lands on Kailadan's chest, only to roll right off to the side. What, you didn't think he was going to catch it, did you? Mustering up as much strength as he's got left, Kail grabs the vial and forces himself into a sitting position before downing it's contents as quickly as he can without choking. The moment it's gone, he plops right back down onto his back with a small sigh of relief. "Nobody expects to see a shield, of all things, come flying at them."
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| Rhylas (23:02) | Rhylas shrugged. "I'v had a conoe thrown at me...so technically...I should have seen it comeing." The young chemist made his way to his feet, walking over to where his Redeemer had landed earlier. He picked up the weapon and holstered it, rubbing his arms afterwards where the shield and gave them a good bashing. "That did hurt though.." Rhylas walked back over to where Kai was and offered a hand. "Can you stand yet?"
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| Kailadan (23:07) | Reaching up for the hand, Kailadan uses it to pull himself to his feet. Taking a step back from Rhylas, the young Sword Knight begins to dust himself off while simultaneously chanting the words to his weak Cure spell. He did get punch in the face, after all, and Chemist poison hurts. Once's satisfied, Kail gives Rhylas a wry grin. "How're you feeling after all that? Need a bit of healing, too?"
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| Rhylas (23:10) | "I could fix myself. But I won't. A reminder to think befor I act." Rhylas stretched his sore body, various joints all around his body popped and cracked, finally the chemist tilted his head suddenly to either side, each time his neck cracked several times. "I actually feel pretty good. Been a while since I have gotten to smack someone around...and get smacked." the chemist recalled his last few encounters. Once with a mage names Alriath..and befor that..Detic.
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| Kailadan (23:14) | "I'm just glad that I'm not full of bullet holes!" Kailadan chuckles lightly to himself as he walks over to where his shield ended up. Kneeling down, the shield is picked up and placed back into it's proper position. "So what's the plan now? Do you still intend to go and free Resa alone, or did I get in a lucky punch and knock some sense back into you?"
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| Rhylas (23:17) | "You could say that. I doubt I could take a squad of trained ninjas...not if they brought down Saizo..That's...it's just not possible. He's somewhere and I have to find him." Rhylas looked up toward the sky, the wind swept through the forest, blowing toward Coneria. "I suppose..Coneria is as grand a place to search as any. Besides..I need to gather a few..instruments from my old hang out."
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| Kailadan (23:20) | Glancing at Rhylas for a moment, Kailadan's sapphire gaze then shifts to Coneria. For a brief moment, a frown began to tug at the corner of his lips, but it was quickly gone. "Old hang out, eh? Any objections if I join you?" After the recent activites by the Resistance, of course Kail was a bit reluctant to head back into Coneria, but he wasn't about to let that stop him.
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| Rhylas (23:22) | "Well...It's suppose to be a secret. But I guess it's okay now..." Rhylas began to walk toward Coneria. His pace much slower than befor, mostly because he was in no hurry..and he was still acheing from the beating Kai gave him. "Oh, but if you tell anyone about it, I'll have to kill you." Rhylas didn't look back at Kai, nor did he change his pace when he said this. Nothing else was spoken from the chemist, those words lingered in the air.
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| Kailadan (23:26) | "A secret... I'd say I'm pretty good at keeping those." Matching Rhylas' pace, Kailadan walked alongside the Chemist. Reaching up with a hand, he gently rubs his chin...both in thought and because it still had a slight ache, even though the damage had been fixed up. "I suggest we keep an eye out while we're in the city, though. The resistance had some fun last night."
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| Rhylas (23:28) | "Resistance?" Having been out of the city for some time Rhylas had no idea what Kai was talking about. "I suppose I missed something fun, didn't I?" though it was for a good cause. He would rather have been trying to find Resa than participate in some street fight anyway.
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| Kailadan (23:33) | "It's...a complicated situation, that one." Kailadan was clearly a little reluctant to speak on the topic, and rightfully so. With Zexerous in prison, it essentially put Kail himself in charge of it, which was something that didn't settle too well in his stomach. Especially since he was going to have to break Zex out of jail.
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| Rhylas (23:37) | "Sounds complicated. Maybe later." Rhylas didn't really need something complicated to get in the way of what he already needed to do. That's not to say he wasn't intrested. They soon reached the gates of Coneria. "...Hrm..Something seems...diffrent.."
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| Kailadan (23:40) | "Hmm? What is it?" Kailadan stops at the gates as well, a lone eyebrow raised as his gaze shifted from Rhylas, to just inside the gates, to back to Rhylas. "It's probably got something to do with the events from last night, I'd wager. The resistance went about spraying their message all over the walls."
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| Rhylas (23:44) | "I see..Stick close." Rhylas walked on through the gate. The guards were checking every few people that entered, luckily he and Kai were not one of them. Rhylas walked through the city for some time, simply walking in circles looking around at nothing in particular.
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| Kailadan (23:48) | The sword Knight was surprisingly calm as the guards checked those around him. Kailadan had been in full armor during last night's events, so even if one of the guards were to have checked him, he'd have no doubt been in the clear. After a couple minutes of seemingly aimless wandering, Kail raises an eyebrow at Rhylas. "Are you lost?"
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| Rhylas (23:50) | "No. But hopefully anyone who may have been following us is." Rhylas suddenly stopped and knelt down. He ran his hand over the top of a large manhole covering, brushing away the dust and grime. "Here we go." The chemist reached down grabbing the cover and lifting it without my effort. The cover had looked as though it would take an army to lift, yet the chemist slide it to the side with ease. "Down you go."
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| Kailadan (23:53) | As Rhylas pushed the cover aside, Kailadan's eyebrow yet again rose up. "The sewers, hmm?" With a single shrug, and a hint of a smirk, Kailadan moved around Rhylas and began his descent. His mind quickly came to a thought... Could get get Zexerous out of jail using the sewers?
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| Rhylas (23:56) | Rhylas glanced around the alley befor takeing out two vials with a strang green liquid and followed Kai into the sewer, pulling the grate back over the hole as he did. Darkness filled the sewer, until suddenly the vials Rhylas had began to glow with an eerie green light. He handed one to Kai and began to walk. "If it begins to dim just give it a shake."
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| Tue May 22 |
| Kailadan (00:00) | Taking a vial from Rhylas with a nod, Kailadan gives it a small shake, simply because he can. With a small grin, Kail glances about the sewers, now that he can see them better. "So your old place is down here somewhere? Interesting location. Nice and...disgusting."
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| Rhylas (00:04) | Rhylas brushed a few random strang of hair from his neck and held his vial up high, shining light on himself. On his neck an encircled 'A' had been..carved into his neck with a very hot object. "Let's just say I use to be not such a good person." He took a turn and then another, zig zagging through the tunnels not once missing a step or having to stop to think. There were no real landmarks or any hint that the chemist was following a trail, the only thing that lead him was having memori
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| Kailadan (00:08) | Getting a look at the A on Rhylas' neck, Kailadan furrows his brow before he begins walking again. "What does that stand for? And...where are we going? I've been in the sewers before, but I'm completely lost here." Glancing around for something familiar, a brief sigh escapes Kail's lips as nothing rings a bell.
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| Rhylas (00:13) | "It's a sign of Anarchy." Rhylas took a turn and stopped. Dead end..or so it appeared. "I use to belong to a...association..Anyway, we are here." Rhylas pointed at the wall. Spray painted on the wall was another Anarchy symbol. Rhylas placed his hand against the wall and somthing clicked and the wall slid to the side revealing a hidden chamber.
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| Kailadan (00:19) | "Anarchy... What association was that?" Kailadan's curiosity was impossible to satisfy, once his mind got working. Taking a peek inside of the new entrance, he remained right where he was. Whatever was inside, Kail had no idea, and had no intention of stepping inside first. A place that secret could easily have a trap or two.
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| Rhylas (00:22) | "Nihilistic Outcast..." Rhylas took a step inside the old hideout. The places was covered in dust and trash. Rodents scurried about and looked for a place to hide from the human invader. "Just like I remember it!" Rhylas explaimed, actually seemed quiet happy to be back. "If you see something that looks like an obvious trap, don't worry about it. It's everything else you gotta worry about."
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| Kailadan (00:30) | "Nice place you guys had here." It was hard to tell by Kailadan's tone of voice whether or not he was being serious or sarcastic, especially with the grin that was now plastered across his features. That curiosity acting up again now that he was actually inside, the young Sword Knight was like a small child in a candy shop. Except, he was still watching where he was going. Spotting a room full of what appears to be various mechanical things, he sticks his head inside. "And just what d
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| Kailadan (00:30) | Kailadan: (cont do we have here?"
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| Espead (00:32) | Bob's engineering lab was dark. Whatever was in it was ... well, covered in darkness. Espead was settled standing against the wall alongside his brothers, the Ultimate Battle Toasters. Marks 1 through 6, all half destroyed, all nigh useless, all turned off, including Espead. The rust colored robot's black eyes stared blankly ahead. Various bear traps had dead mice in them, chopped in half. Littered around to capture whatever elephants and patypi that decided to invade Bob's workspace.
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| Rhylas (00:33) | Rhylas stopped to investigate what Kai had stumbled upon. "This is Bob's room. Well...I don't think Bob slept..So this is where he did his work..His workshop if you will. Watch your step, Bob was natorious for playing pranks..and his idea of a prank was blowing hobos up." With that warning Rhylas simply walked down the hall to the next room and entered.
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| Kailadan (00:38) | "Good thing I'm not a hobo, then." Letting out a little snicker, Kailadan glanced down at the floor, looking around at all the various little traps, and things that looked like they could easily be traps. Basically, the entire floor. Glancing back at Rhylas just in time to see the Chemist walking off, Kail returns his sapphire gaze to the room. Giving the vial of light a quick shake, he quickly ran across the room in the hopes of not setting off any traps, or just being out of the way w
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| Kailadan (00:39) | Kailadan: (cont) way when they went off. Unfortunately, his attention was a little too focused on the ground...causing him to have a collision with one of the robots on the other side of the room. Take a wild guess which one.
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| Espead (00:42) | With Kai's blundering, Espead was knocked into the other Ultimate Battle Toasters, which sent the creations crashing to the floor. All but Espead that is, who was now leaned against the wall. The toasters parts spread across the floor, a few of them exploding when going over certain places along the surface.
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| Kailadan (00:56) | "Holy..!" As the explosions started, Kailadan quickly positioned himself partly next to Espead, figuring that a robot would make better cover than..well...the bunch of nothing next to him. Only when everything died down did he even take another breath, let alone move a muscle. Letting his adrenaline die down a bit, his attention eventually shifted to his cover, aka Espead.
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| Kailadan (00:56) | Kailadan Almost instantly, his curiosity got to the better of him, and it wasn't long before he was looking to see if it was possible to turn the robot on. Realizing that the robot's chest was wide open, it didn't take the young man long to realize that something was missing. Giving the room a glance, his sapphire eyes fall upon something lying on a nearby table...magicite! Walking over to the table, the magicite is snatched up. "Hmm...looks like it might fit...I wonder..." Walking right back ov
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| Kailadan (00:56) | Kailadan (cont) Walking right back over to Espead, Kail carefully places the magicite within the robot's chest before closing the open panel and taking a step back...just in case.
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| Espead (00:59) | Once the chest cavity closed, a zzting sound came from Espead, then the black, soulless eyes that stared ahead suddenly burned bright red. They remained soulless though. "Query: I am back. I seem to be lodged at an angle as well. And who are you?" Espead then moved to take a more suitable standing position, his head shifting around the lab looking for something.
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| Kailadan (01:04) | Once Espead began moving, Kailadan quickly stepped back again, just in case the robot happened to be hostile. His right hand shifted down to the hilt of his sword before he said a word. "I'm...Kailadan. Do you have a name or anything?" As Espead began looking around, Kailadan relaxed slightly, though his hand remained in place.
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| Espead (01:09) | Espead turned his head toward Kailadan, a hand was brought up and shaken while he talked in an explanation given manner, a mimic of human action. "Statement: I am Espead, Communications droid created by Bob. It is my task to facilitate communications, and terminate hostilities." The robot had noticed Kai's movement toward his weapon as well and continued to speak. "Consoling Statement: It is alright meatbag. I am a simple creation made to talk, nothing more."
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| Espead (01:10) | Espead then went about looking about the lab again, "Annoyance: Now where did he put my sniper rifle."
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| Kailadan (01:12) | Yeah, not a smart thing to say when you're being watched by a Sword Knight who's concerned that you're going to attack him. In a flash, Kailadan's sword was drawn and brought about to the front as his eyes narrowed. "One move and you're going offline again. Why're you looking for a sniper rifle?"
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| Rhylas (01:14) | Rhylas emerged from his room and poked a head into Bob's workshop. "Aw shit, you activated that robot?" The chemist stepped into the room and frowned. He had a run in with Espead a while back, and didn't much care for the robot at all.
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| Espead (01:16) | cRapid Retraction: I apologize, my speech processors seem to be malfunctioning meatbag, no doubt due to the time spent gathering dust in this filthy hovel. Did I say Sniper Rifle? Mearly a turn of phrase having to do with diplomatic relations." Espead then turned his head to look upon Rhylas. "Depressive Comment: Oh. It's you. Your 'sammich' as my master put it, is in the corner."
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| Espead (01:16) | "Rapid Retraction: I apologize, my speech processors seem to be malfunctioning meatbag, no doubt due to the time spent gathering dust in this filthy hovel. Did I say Sniper Rifle? Mearly a turn of phrase having to do with diplomatic relations." Espead then turned his head to look upon Rhylas. "Depressive Comment: Oh. It's you. Your 'sammich' as my master put it, is in the corner."
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| Kailadan (01:19) | Glancing over his shoulder at Rhylas as the Chemist spoke, Kailadan's attention quickly shifted back to Espead as the robot tried to cover up his previous comment. "Bad news, my robotic friend. I've been all over this world and I've never heard a sniper rifle mentioned in diplomacy, unless it was about to be used. Start being truthful or I start chopping off robotic limbs."
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| Rhylas (01:24) | "Turn that peice of junk back off. You are better off not getting involved with a defective junk heap like that," Rhylas turned to walk away but paused. "I'm probably going to stay the night here. It's safe and cozy. If you need anything I'll be in my room next door." Rhylas waved a hand idley over his shoulder befor walking off toward his room
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| Espead (01:27) | The robot did not seem overly caring about the threat made by Kai. "Annoyed Reprisal: I am far more useful on than off meatbag. And you clearly have not any true experience in diplomatic relations." Suddenly, Espeads casing turned and the robot walked toward a table containing many pieces of black objects. "Query: How long have I been unable to access the world?"
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| Kailadan (01:33) | Not too pleased that his words were just up and ignored, a low growl rumbles forth from Kailadan's throat as he takes a few brisk steps, coming up behind Espead. Provided the robot doesn't go about moving, Kail slides the flat side of his blade across Espead's shoulder, sharp end facing the robot's neck. "I don't think you're listening very well. You've ignored everything I said. Got a death wish, do we?"
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| Espead (01:36) | Espead turned around and looked at Kai. His head turned side to side very slightly, as if something were moving inside it. "Condescending Revelation: Look around you. Look where you are. I was created by a psychopath who was trying to make a toaster into the ultimate battle machine. Now be a good meatbag and add two and two together."
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| Kailadan (01:39) | "Shouldn't you be saying things that won't result in your destruction? 'Cause, that sounded like some good reasons to dispose of you." With a rather wicked-looking grin, Kailadan's sword moves a little bit closer to Espead's neck. "As for putting two and two together... Do you mean like putting my sword into your neck, here? Because that's what I'm getting out of that comment."
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| Espead (01:42) | "Query: Are you always this violent meatbag? As I said before, I am a diplomatic communications droid. I was made to facilitate communications and terminate hostilities. I am built with defensive weaponry," Espead's tone changed then, "Annoyed Continuance: As well as a net to capture rogue flying pink elephants."
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| Kailadan (01:45) | Pulling his sword back and placing it within it's sheath, Kailadan's smirk becomes a light grin. "When somebody tells me that I'm better off turning you off, while you're complaining about a missing sniper rifle, I tend to get a little cautious. Now, what's your name, bag of bolts?" Kail had no intention of actually harming Espead, unless the robot actually did something that might pose a real threat.
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| Espead (01:48) | Espead just sort of stared at Kai for a minute. Or he would have been had he not been the entire time since he was a robot. Almost as if he were calculating the proper response to give this guy. "Query: Are you a defective meatbag? I gave you my name already. Perhaps I should search out Olaf to assist you in repairs."
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| Kailadan (01:53) | "You had already lied to me once, so I figured I'd ask again. As for whether or not I'm defective...well, you'll just have to find that out, now won't you?" Motioning over towards the table that Espead had walked over to, Kailadan shifts his gaze over to it. "What're you looking for, besides that sniper rifle, anyway?"
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| Espead (01:55) | "Statement: I have already found my rifle, no doubt taken apart by Bob in his attempts to make another Ultimate Battle Toaster." Espead's head shifted to follow Kai, along with his body. "Statement: Very well then, Master, since there is nothing left for me here, shall we go?"
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| Kailadan (01:57) | Just as Kailadan was about to say something, Espead's words finally registered...or rather, one of the words. "Wait...what did you just call me? Don't even think about saying meatbag, because that's not what you just said." A lone eyebrow raised up at Espead.
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| Espead (02:09) | "Statement: You are the one who activated me are you not? That makes you my current Master, meatbag." Espead then turned his head toward the door, then back to Kai. "Query: Where is everyone?"
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| Kailadan (02:12) | Glancing over his shoulder at the door for a moment, Kailadan returns his sapphire gaze back to Espead and shrugs. "I really don't know. This is my first time even being down here. Any ideas why you were even turned off?"
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| Eadgyth (13:27) | Eadgyth: As the Mock-Garland collapses at his feet, Eadgyth rips his sash from his waist, fastening it around his own. Walking back to the room of the mirror to admire his new accessories, he laughs maniacally. If this is the best that the forces of evil can sport these days, his own trip to the top of the pyramid of villainy would be a cakewalk indeed. Twisting Garland's Ring on his finger as he stared at the cold, cruel image of his own face reflecting back at him, he knew that the challenges were just
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| Thu May 24 |
| Futari (22:06) | The streets of Coneria were rather empty at this time, which was great for Futari who was having a little trouble on deciding on a destination. "But I don't want to go to a icky bar!" The girl stopped and went to turn by stopped. -But I do! I havn't had a good drink in forever!- She turned again, taking a step in the direction of the Drunken Dragon, but once more stopped and half turned to walk away. "Last time you had a drink "I" was the one pukeing all night!" The girl squeeze
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| Futari (22:06) | Futari squeezed her eyes close in frustration. -Because "YOU" can't hold your liquor!- The few citizens that were out stared at the girl in bewilderment. -Look, we are drawing attention, just go inside and sit down!-
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| Futari (22:11) | With a sigh Futari turned and headed for the Drunken Dragon. She pushed the door open and peeked in cautiously befor sliding in the door, closing it silently behind her, and taking a seat in the corner away from any of the other patrons.
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| Futari (22:24) | Futari sat in silence for some time until a waitress arrived. She smiled politely and took out a pen and pad. "So what will you be having?" The girl opened her mouth but what came out wasn't what she planned. "Bring me a bottle of the strongest booze you got! And make it quick!" Futari's eyes widened in shock and her hands quickly covered her mouth. "...Ok..Be right back.." The waitress turned and headed to the back to get said beverage. -Masei!- "Calm down little lady. I'll
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| Futari (22:25) | "Calm down little lady. I'll take good care of you." Futari's face suddenly became a goofy grin and she peered out into the bar, sizing up each of the patrons. -You know I don't like it when you do this!-
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| Seres (22:28) | Seres watches the girl from a distance behind her, leaning against the wall. She flicks her rat-like ear and puts her helmet back on, sliding it down to hide her face, and brushing a few white strands of hair out of her eyes as she curiously watches the scene.
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| Silian (22:30) | Silian: The wind whistles by Silian 's ears as his body crashes into empty set of chairs. Laughter can be heard from a group of patrons in front of him as he rose to his feet and wiped the blood off his mouth. "So..that's how you want to play, is it?". He then dusted his cape off and rose his arm up.
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| Silian (22:30) | Silian: "I'll have you know, Learner Man is not thrown around like a ball on a hot summer day! Why, there is simply no technique in such a mere movement! I, Learner Man, shall show you techniques mastered by heroes from wide and afar!". Silian grinned as he watched the blank faces on his aggressors.
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| Futari (22:32) | "Here you go ma'am!" The waitress placed the bottle on the table and it was instantly scooped up by Futari. "Oh yea! This is the good stuff!" the girl popped the top off and began to take large gulps right from the bottle. The waitress watched in awe as the little girl downed the bottle and slammed it back on the table. "Another round!" "Um..r-right away!"
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| Silian (22:42) | Silian: The group of patrons consisted of three: a Black Mage, a Sword Knight, and a Rune Knight. The Sword Knight glared at Silian, "What a ridiculous mask! You think you got it all, huh? Well, watch THIS!". And with that, the sword knight drew his blade and charged at Silian.
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| Silian (22:42) | Silian: shuffled around in his bag and pulled out a large rock. "Very well, villain! Behold, a technique I learned from a man in a dream! HURLING ROCK SLAYER!" With that, he throws the rock with immense power at the Sword Knight, knocking him to the floor.
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| Silian (22:43) | Silian: The Sword Knight cried out in pain, and his Rune Knight compatriot stared at Silian in disbelief. "What the hell man? You threw a rock at him! You call that a technique?"
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| Futari (22:45) | The waitress jumped back at the commotion. "What's this? Am I already drunk or is that a man in a mask throwing rocks at warriors?" Futari squinted her eyes and peered intently at the scene unfolding befor her. -Maybe that guy needs help?- "No way in hell I'm getting involved in this one. The mans a looney."
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| Seres (22:48) | Seres sighed, growing tired of dodging bottles and other aerial items of property. And smiling, walked over to Futari's table, sitting just in time to allow another offending object careen over her head. Noting Futari's object of attention, she says, " A Friend? "
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| Silian (22:50) | Silian: "But of course! I spent days and nights practicing its mechanics, why, such a technique can only be used by few! That's what the man in my dream said! But enough, you vile scum need not hear the heroics of Learner Man! Behold, the technique I learned from a man running from a porcupine!". Silian made a gesture with his hands and formed a hundreds of needles in the air.
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| Silian (22:50) | Silian: "Piercing Spiney Pokers!" Silian sent the hundreds of needles at the Rune Knight, who fell to the floor, writhing in pain. "Wahaha! You villains do not stand a chance against the heroic Learner Man! Repent of your evil doings and become ordinary citizens who do not pick fights with others!"
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| Futari (22:52) | The waitress dashed off through the commotion. "I hope she is comeing back with my drink..." Futari sighed and frowned. -Masei, we have company.- the girl looked up just as the dragoon was taking a seat. -You better handle this.- Futari smiled sweetly. "Hi. Enjoying the show?" The small girl glanced back out at the silly masked man challenging the other patrons.
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| Seres (22:58) | Seres putting her hands under chin, " Almost as much as watching you guzzle alchohol. And here I thought i'd have trouble blending in! " She sighed and sats back, smiling and staring at Futari.
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| Silian (22:59) | Silian: The Black Mage grabbed his dagger and glared at Silian. "Ok, that's enough! You're starting to piss me off, wannabe." He uttered a few words and summoned a pillar fire. "Destruction of nature, bury thee upon the earth! Fire!" With that, the pillar of fire raced to Silian.
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| Silian (22:59) | Silian: As the fire consumed Silian, the Black Mage's eyes showed a look of victory. However, as fast as it had happened, the fire had been extinguished. "You are strong, villain! I'm afraid I must now resort to my strongest technique!". The Black Mage grinned, "And what's that? Are you going to throw a rock at me, too?"
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| Futari (23:02) | Futari let out a nervous chuckle, her eyes drifting away from those of the dragoons. Just in time to break the akward silence the waitress returned with another bottle. She placed it on the table and smiled, never once glancing back at the fight that was going on behind them. -Wow these Drunken Dragon wenches are trained well, she's not even concerned about the fighting.- -Must happen alot.- The waitress bowed her head and turned to go. "Wait, could you bring me some water and som
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| Futari (23:02) | "Wait, could you bring me some water and some honey bread? Oh, and whatever they want." Futari pointed toward the dragoon. "Please feel free to order something."
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| Silian (23:08) | Silian: Silian's body began to shimmer brightly, "Much worse, for you that is! And now, my ultimate technique! ULTIMATE ALPHA BOMBER!" With that, Silian charged to the Black Mage and hugged him. "What the hell--get off of me!" And then, Silian exploded. The empty tables around them were vaporized in the blast.
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| Silian (23:08) | Silian: When the light dimmed down, Silian rested on his knee. The Black Mage was no where to be seen, and the Knights stared in disbelief. "Did..did he just explode himself? What did he learn that from, a Bomb? Holy crap!" The Sword Knight rose to his feet and glared, "Hurry, while he's weak! Let's get him!". The Rune Knight joined him, "Screw that, man! I don't even WANT to know what he'll do next! Let's get out of here!"
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| Seres (23:10) | Seres with the same smile, " I'll just have a water, thank you...oh and the honey bread sounds nice as well. " Turning her gaze back on Futari, " Certainly having a blast over there aren't they? " resuming her previous stare.
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| Futari (23:12) | -Why is she stareing at me like this?- Futari smiled at the dragoon. -Who knows. Maybe you should ask her?- "My name is Futari. But most people call my Fu." The girl tried her best to keep eye contact without seeming as nervous as she really was. Thw waitress had gone to fetch their orders, simply walking around the destruction the blue mage had caused.
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| Silian (23:14) | Silian: Silian winced and attempted to stand, staggering about. "Eh..hehe..do you hear that noise? It's like..heh..BING!..You know, like a ping but like..BING!..You hear it, right?" The Rune Knight turned around and ran. "He's nuts! I'm out of here!". The Sword Knight turned to his comerade, "Hey! Get back here, you coward!". He then turned back to Silian and muttered, "You'll pay for this!". Following his comerade, the Sword Knight blitzed out of the bar after the Rune
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| Silian (23:16) | Silian: Silian staggered over to a chair and collapsed on the table. "That's riiight..villains! Learn now to change your ways! For you have faced Learner Man's right fist of Justice!"
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| Seres (23:18) | blinked slowly for the first time in a couple minutes, " Futari, I'll have to remember that, now won't I? ...My name is Seres, Seres Lunia. " Smile deepening, " Am I bothering you? "
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| Futari (23:22) | Futari quickly shook her head. "No, by no means. It's just..." she trailed off a minute, trying to gather her thoughts and speak her mind without offending the dragoon. "Well..you're stare is a little unnerving..Is there something on my face?" The girl reached up running her hands over her face.
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| Silian (23:25) | Silian: As Silian rested at the table, a barmaid approached him with an angry look on her face. "Sir, I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to leave. You're disturbing our guests, and you just vaporized our property! What if someone else what hurt?!" Silian looked at the crater where the Black Mage once was, then back at the maid, "Oh my, my deepest apologies, fair lady! For Learner Man does not destroy what is not his!..On purpose, anyway."
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| Seres (23:26) | Seres closed her eyes, retaining the smile, then sighing leand back, opening one eye to look at her, " No, but there are certainly many things in it, correct? " shifting into a more comfortable position, " But strange things happen when you're drunk anyway, you should be used to it by now. "
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| Futari (23:29) | Once again Futari responded with a nervous chuckle. "I am actually..not much of a drinker." she suddenly realized how the effects of the drink had began to set in. - Oh yea, finally I'm getting my buzz...Down that fresh bottle!- Futari didn't even respond. She closed her eyes in an attempt to cease the spinning of the room. The waitress returned once more with their water and bread. "Here you go. Call if you need anything else." She smiled and bowed befor turneing to take care o
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| Silian (23:33) | Silian: As the maid tried to say something else, Silian rose up and stroke a lame pose, "Fear not! For Learner Man does not harm those who are innocent!" The maid threw down the towel she was holding, "That's it! Get out! You're not wanted here! Leave!" Silian rose to his feet and chanted a quick flight spell.
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| Silian (23:33) | Silian: As he rose up briefly, Silian performed another lame pose as he shouted loudly, "Very well! I have crime to fight elsewhere! But always remember: Learner Man shall not be thrown out of a bar like a villain who has had too much to drink! Unless, of course, you used some special technique--". He was cut off by the maid as she shouted again, "Out! OUT!"
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| Seres (23:34) | Seres picked up the glass of water and sipped it slightly, " Oh? Taking a risk were we? " giving her a tut-tut wave of her finger, " Drinking only makes matters worse, stress needs to be released by dealing with the problem. " picking up her bread, " The matter is always simply how the problem is dealt with, yes? "
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| Futari (23:36) | -Wow, she's clueless.- Maseirei gave a chuckle that echoed through Futari's mind. It wasn't easy sharing a body with a Ancient Warrior. "I suppose it wasn't a good idea. I'll remember that in the future." Futari smiled at Seres, takeing her cup in hand and sipping at the water.
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| Silian (23:40) | Silian: Silian glided to the door and turned around, eyeing each of the patrons. "If any of you are a villain in disguise, then know that Learner Man is watching you! I shall learn your techniques and use them against you! That is, if you are a villain in disguise! Carry on, innocent civilians! May the stars shine bright upon you-and your techniques!" With yet another lame pose, Silian flies out of the bar and into the sky. The maid sighed, "Good riddance. I don't think he even had anything
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| Silian (23:40) | Silian: (continued) to drink!" then returned to her work.
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| Silian (23:42) | Silian: Moments later, The Sword Knight, Rune Knight, and five other knights rush into the bar, eyeing everyone for Silian. "Huh? Where'd he go? That bastard! We'll get him one of these days!"
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| Seres (23:42) | Seres chewed thoughtfully on the bread, then swallowed, " You shouldn't ever let others tell you what to do, unless they're your superiors...yet following orders submissiveley makes them your superior, doesn't it, Futari? " resumes staring at Futari.
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| Futari (23:44) | Futari turned her head to the side and peered at Seres. "Superiors? I'm afraid you lost me, I work alone. Hehehe." -What am I? Chocobo droppings?- -Our sitiation is...unique.- Futari took up her bread, tearing a piece off and nibbling on it.
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| Seres (23:47) | Seres similed at the remark, then broke into laughter.
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| Futari (23:49) | Futari was caught off guard. "I'm sorry...Did I say something silly?" -I think this one is looney too...- -I have the best luck today..- The girl peered around, giving the patrons who were now staring in her direction a quick smile and a shrug. "Did I miss something?"
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| Seres (23:54) | Seres stops suddenly, leaning back again and grinning, " My apologies for all that, I've always wanted to psycho-analyze someone, i just needed a psycho to analyze! " Breaks into laughter again, " Hahaha! You're a loner? You know its dangerous to go alone! " sliding in and winking, " Even WITH, a slight advantage, hmm? " sighs deeply in humor and stares at Futari again, smiling.
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| Futari (23:57) | "Hehehe..heh..he.." Futari peered around the room once more as though expecting more people to join in the laughter. "Well that makes..a little more sense." The girl took a sip of her water. "It's not so bad alone. I get by. I don't like to fight so if I ever sense any danger I just run away." -Much to my dissappointment.- Futari smiled at the dragoon.
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| Seres (23:59) | Seres similing still, " Oh? So you get nervous do you? I wouldn't think to find you here then. " she stated in a friendly tone.
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| Fri May 25 |
| Futari (00:03) | "Believe me, this isn't my idea of a good time. I hear it is natorious for it's fights..." Futari sighed. It was one of MANY times Maseirei had forced her into a situation when things had to get violent. The girl shrugged. "But what can you do. This is about the only place you can get food and lodging in this town."
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| Seres (00:07) | Seres sighs, " Realy if you had any danger sense at all you rather sleep on the street, i'd fear for my life during the night here!" gives an apologetic smile, " I mean really, there are crazies all around us, and you can't feel the danger? With that masked man who was over there?"
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| Futari (00:13) | "I suppose you raise another good point." Futari pondered her situation. -Futari, it's getting late.- -You are right.- The girl stood up and smiled at Seres. "Well it is getting late. I suppose I should get to bed. Maybe I won't be attacked in my sleep." Futari headed for the staircase to go up to the lodging part of the Inn. "Maybe we will meet again Seres. Bye!"
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| Seres (00:14) | Seres smiles and waves, and loses the smile as soon as she turns her back, staring at the girl.
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| Zexerous (12:25) | Zexerous paced his jail cell. The ninja knew what was in store for him tonight, and it was nothing good. They planned on publicly torturing him in the Town Square to show the citizen what happens to those who go against Coneria. He was going to be an example for the rest of them, his escape was going to take crackerjack timing, and a bit of explosions. Luckly, they did allow him some degree of comfort after beating the hell out of him at first, and so he was expecting visitors.
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| Auhel (12:28) | Auhel had been sitting in the quiet company of the Seeress, Matoya for several days now. Even after the news of the capture of the leader of the Infinate. "Bloody moron that one is." Auhel sighed. Matoya slowly nodded her head, "Oft times it takes someone like that to get things going for the people. Society has always had their pariahs." Matoya chuckled,"Except this time the pariah chose to be one for everyone else." Standing to her feet and dusting off her trenchcoat. Auhel ga
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| Auhel (12:29) | Auhel gave a slight bow of appreciation to the Seeress for letting her reside her. "Well, I better go see what the dumb cloat needs."
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| Zexerous (12:34) | Zexerous glanced out the window of his cell and sighed. He recieved a few reports in the past few days, and the news was unsettling to the leader of The Infinite. There were traitors within his ranks, people he trusted. He couldn't trust them anymore, and this saddened in the ninja. He also resolved to take care of his tratiors personally. He paced around his cell, only god knew what was in store for him later tonight in the Town Square.
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| Auhel (12:36) | Making her way back to Coneria, Auhel walked directly over to the jail where the ninja was being held. "What business do you have here?" The guards asked in their usual high-and-mighty tone. "I hardly see how any answer I give you will actually make a bit of difference you bunch of imcopentent rocked-headed simpletons." Auhel spat back in short reply. The guards then looked at each other for a brief moment in uncertanty before they stood up straighter, grabbed their weapons in a mor
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| Auhel (12:37) | The guards then looked at each other for a brief moment in uncertanty before they stood up straighter, grabbed their weapons in a more aggressive manner and repeated, louder this time. "What business do you have here?!" Pinching the bridge of her nose and sighing,"I'm here to see the man named Zexerous you twits. Now let me through." Auhel answered before just walking through.
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| Zexerous (12:41) | Zexerous grumbled to himself, as he heard the commotion outside. Apparently his message sent via alternate methods got through. Thank god for old methods, the ninja thought to himself. Auhel was here apparently. He would set the plan up with her, and she would assist in helping him in his jailbreak. After that, he would make sure the traitors would go think everything was alright, then, would deal with them when their guards were down.
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| Auhel (12:48) | Finally convincing the guards that she wouldn't be breaking anyone out, slipping them anything to use, and giving up her weapons, Auhel was finally shown where the ninja was being held captive. Climbing the stairs to reach the room Zexerous was being held in, she opened the door and saw the ninja pacing back and forth in his cell. "So...was this part of your master plan as well?" She chuckled as she stepped through the door and shut it behind her.
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| Zexerous (12:50) | Zexerous shrugged his shoulders towards the woman. "Not really, but this won't change anything in the end." The ninja smiled, BWe have some tratiors in our midst, and that assisted in my capture. I will deal with them once I escape." The ninja went over to the table and sat down, "However, they plan or publicly tortuing me tonight, obviously, I don't really care to be tortured just yet, not before my work is done."
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| Auhel (12:55) | Auhel Sighed and folded her arms across her chest as she leaned up against the wall. "That's what you get for being too trusting." She mused aloud. "So, what is it that you require of me?"[x She said, done with the small talk.
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| Zexerous (12:58) | Zexerous looked at her, " A distraction, there is a fellow ninja, Saiph, and from my reports, some kind of robot, named Espead, that will be assisting you. You are to be the distraction, cause as much chaos away from the town square as possible to draw the guards away, and possibly cause a riot in the Town Square. This will give Saiph and Espead a chance to free me." The ninja leaned back in his chair, "As much as this pains me to say this, if anyone gets in your way, dispose of them."
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| Espead (12:58) | A bit of commotion came from above in the prisons, but that soon stopped. The sound of glass shattering on the ground came secondary from above as well, then nothing but the sound of metal clanking against stone as Espead descended into the dank dungeon pit that held the prison cells. It was kind of nice. A few drapes and it would be just like Bob's workshop, the droid mused to itself.
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| Auhel (13:00) | Auhel "Hmph, you say that as if it'd bother me. I have no quarrels with combat, just the killing of those who do not fight." She said, in a monotone voice, getting a far off look in her eyes.
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| Sild (13:01) | The old warrior didn't know why he still was in the city. Because of his prolonged stay, Sild had been able to witness the graffiti riot personally. "Pointless," he had tried to explain his thought to some late-night barfly the night after the riot. "You can't advance your goals by damaging public and private property. Even if you're well-meaning. Though I doubt that."
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| Zexerous (13:03) | Zexerous nodded his head. "Good, it's the same with me then. However, I'll have no qualms about dealing with our traitors." The ninja said with a smirk, "Actually, I'm going to rather enjoy dealing with them, there's nothing more I hate more than a tratior." The ninja looked at his hand and raise it up in front of his face. Squinting his eyes, his hand burst into flame, bringing a smile to the ninja's face. "This room is supposed to be anti-magic, however, I am stronger than the enchantment."
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| Sild (13:06) | Accepting his vis-a-vis' drunken silence as a sign of agreement, Sild continued, "It's okay to harm people who did or tried to do you harm, but you shouldn't increase the amount of evil in this world. And the rulers of Coneria aren't the worst. These miscreants could've concentrated on the smaller sources of evil first. But they went after the popular image. That's why I do not trust them."
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| Auhel (13:07) | Chuckling a bit, Auhel brought herself back what was going on now. "So what are your plans for now then? Sit here and make fire in the cell to entertain yourself?"
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| Espead (13:08) | Further into the prisons Espead walked. Glowing red eyes peering back and forth as his head turned at each cell passed. Some dying, some new, some young, some old. Then descending the creation of Anarchy went a second time, its metalic steps growing more loud as they echoed more the lower it went.
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| Zexerous (13:09) | "More or less, unless you have a better idea for right now. I'm sadly using my full limit for produce this meager flame." Zexerous said, standing up from the chair and waving his hand, making the flame vanish. "If I had full access to my powers, I would simply topple this facility through my blitz powers, however, that's not possible."
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| Auhel (13:11) | Shrugging her shoulders, Auhel simply said flatly. "I'm not strong enough yet to over come this enchantment at all, so you'll have no luck with me breaking you out now." She said, angry at her inability to do it more than the inability to help him.
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| Sild (13:13) | "Well, thinking of it now, this wasn't the best explanation I delivered," thought Sild, staring into the fountain pool. "But I don't think the man cared much. Spirits." The warrior shrugged and glanced at the leaflet in his hand. "Public torture today. Now they're only making things worse. It'll spin down into violence, I am almost sure of that. It's like they're working together to shake up Coneria, the rulers and the rebels."
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| Zexerous (13:14) | Zexerous smiled, "It's ok, don't get angry at yourself, you seem to be capable in other things." The ninja walked over to the window and glanced outside, "You mentioned I'm in here because I'm too trusting. I have to be trusting for these people, if I'm not, then I'm no better than the government. I'm not here to put a new govenrment that's similar to the one we have, I'm here to put a governement in that benefits everyone. I have to be trusting to accomplish that goal."
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| Auhel (13:18) | Auhel: "Yes, but only a fool would trust everyone when their going up against a government, they will obviously send spies. Don't cast everyone out, just don't let everyone know everything all the time."
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| Manashiro (13:19) | Manashiro walked past the guards, unnoticed. Mostly because of his spells, he wasn't that good at sneaking himself. When entering the prison, though, he cancelled all of them, and began looking for the right cell.
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| Espead (13:21) | Espead Finally the ninja's voice came to the droids sensors. That and anothers. If someone else was already down here why wasn't he broken out? The creation thought it strange but was soon upon the cell. "Statement: The master sends his greetings, oh high and mighty meatbag."
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| Zexerous (13:23) | Zexerous shrugged, "I have people in place to report such tratiors, however, they were a bit late in getting this information to me. As I mentioned earlier, they will be dealt with when I'm out of here." The ninja turned towards the droid, "And you would be Espead, your mode of speech would be something that I would expect from something being created by Bob." The ninja finished with a chuckle.
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| Sild (13:23) | "The stocks aren't even here yet," thought Sild as he looked around the city square. "Maybe it will happen later, in the evening." The warrior checked his bag. "And maybe I'll be able to learn more about this group there. I think I'll go do some work for the smiths for now. Sadly, people need weapons to combat unlawful things in this life."
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| Espead (13:25) | Espead The droid shifted to get a better view of the prisoner, and the rest of the surroundings. "Appaled Query: How slanderous, created by Bob?" Though the stature of the over glorified engineers pet never changed. "Statement: I have come to facilitate communications between you and the master. Designate time of entry."
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| Zexerous (13:27) | Zexerous raised an eyebrow, "Don't play games Espead, I know about your history, I'm not the average ignorant "meatbag" despite me being locked up like this. Who made you is irrelevant to me, however, you mention a master, what is name?" He leaned on the wall beside the door and smirked, he honestly didn't care who made Espead, he did care about who this "Master" was however.
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| Espead (13:31) | Espead The glowing red eyes of the droid didn't give anything to anyone but a nice light source, which was unfortunate. "Statement: Why, your second in command, Kailadan of course. He is the one getting you out of here after all meatbag, though I do not see why." The droid's head shifted left and right slightly. "Personal Query: Where did I put the ammunition to my crossbow?"
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| Zexerous (13:34) | Zexerous raised an eyebrow at that name and smirked, "Kailadan, eh?" One of the traitors, this was perfect, the ninja thought to himself, "You will have access to whatever weapons you require after I get out of here, and trust me, I can get you access to some lovely weapons. However I have one simple request, if you will hear it." The ninja moved towards the table and put his hands on the table, grinning at the droid.
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| Espead (13:38) | Espead "Statement: It is my duty to facilitate communications, and terminate hostilities meatbag." The droid said in his usual robotic monotone voice, though this time it held a bit of something more sinister. "Query: What do you have in mind?"
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| Zexerous (13:41) | Zexerous grinned, "You and I can make a quick trip to Vector after this, however, you must tell me everything you know of Kailadan, and his recent activities." The ninja sat down in the chair, and put his feet up on the table. "I have reason not to trust that man." He looked over at Auhel, "He is one of the problems, I refered to earlier."
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| Auhel (13:42) | Auhel Raised an eyebrow and looked over at the android. "Ah..how fun."
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| Espead (13:45) | "Statement: I am unable to do any physical harm to my master, meatbag, but that does not mean accidents cannot occur. As for what he has done or planned I do not know beyond his awakening of me the previous day and his intent to free you." Espead turned his glowy red eyes onto Auhel.
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| Auhel (13:49) | "What do you want you rickety pile of bolts?" Auhel said to the android that turned to stare blankly at her. "I have no use for 'toys' like you."
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| Zexerous (13:50) | Zexerous smirked, "Then arrange an accident, Espead, we'll make the trip to Vector to get you weapons. He's in the way of what the people want." He stood back up and walked over to Auhel, "Will you be able provide the distraction?"" he asked, her, wanting to make sure that he had one person in place that could at least get the job he needed to do, done.
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| Auhel (13:50) | Auhel "Don't worry about me, I'll keep my end." She said, not taking her eyes away from the android.
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| Zexerous (13:56) | Zexerous nodded to Auhel. "Good, good."
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| Zexerous (14:00) | Zexerous looked at both of them, "However, it's time that we conclude this meeting, Espead, you will follow Auhel, and you will be responsible for freeing me when Auhel launches her plan into action. Understood?"
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| Espead (14:01) | Espead: "Statement: This meatbag is unreliable and odorous. I require time periods to function efficiently. Please provide an adequate scale."
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| Zexerous (14:03) | Zexerous glanced over at Espead, "The operation will begin at 9:30 tonight." Then a thought hit the ninja, "Wait, how the hell can you smell anyways, you're a droid, I didn't think you were built with olfactory sensors. Furthermore, ignore the "smell" the two of you must work together."
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| Auhel (14:04) | Auhel leaned back up against the wall, "Maybe he'd work better if Ramuh shoved a lightning bolt in his ass..." She muttered to herself.
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| Espead (14:04) | Espead turned his head once more to look upon Zexerous. "Clarification: I cannot. My sensors detect strong waving particles emanating from this meatbag. I can only come to the conclusion that she is, very very smelly."
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| Zexerous (14:10) | Zexerous finally was fed up with the two of them screwing around. "The both of you! Knock it off this instant!" He glared at Espead, "You will work with her, or you won't get access to those new weapons, I know where they're at, and I know what you're looking for." He glared over at Auhel, "Work with it, this is the one time you two will have to work together."
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| Auhel (14:10) | "Whatever you rusted tin can. Let's get this show going." Auhel said as she turned towards the door. "Try not to get tortured to death until I come to save you." She said tossing her hand backwards in a sort of wave to the ninja.
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| Espead (14:12) | "Statement: I shall assist this meatbag in her endeavor and yours." Espead brought a mechanical arm up and pointed it at Zexerous. It opened and a flat object came out of it. Said flat object then unfolded into a crossbow that should have fired, only it was out of ammo. "Query: I require ammunition. Will you assist me in this information?"
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| Zexerous (14:13) | Zexerous nodded towards the caller and the mentioned to the droid, "Check out the outskirts of Figaro, there's an illegal arms shop in the forest near there. You'll find all the ammo you'll need."
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| Espead (14:14) | And with that answer, Espead turned and began walking back the way he came. The autocrossbow folded itself back up and hid within its chamber. "Query: Tell me meatbag, where do you lay in this endeavor?"
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| Auhel (14:18) | Auhel "That's hardly any of your concern 'thing.'" She replied. As she collected her weapons back from the guards and made their way out. "I'm here for my own reasons, they don't have much to do with this town, or even that man."
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| Lance (01:05) | Swing. Swing. The south forest had a person standing just outside the castle gates. A pair of axes in his hands, glinting in the light with each strike he made. It was dexterity practice that Lance was busy with. Each axe was swung only up and down, and opposite one another. His armor was shiny, but set off to the side to not bother him during his practice.
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| Kailadan (01:16) | It's probably no real surprise that Kailadan is still in the vicinity of Coneria on this day. He's got a lot to get ready for, after all, and very little time to prepare for it. For now, though, his mind was elsewhere as he began a casual stroll outside of the southern gate of the city. The young Sword Knight was well overdue for some real R&R, but this was going to be as good as it gets. Sapphire eyes gazing upward, they focused on the moons as well as they could, though the trees chose to
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| Kailadan (01:17) | Kailadan: (cont) trees chose to constantly obscure his vision.
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| Lance (01:22) | The rager that once delved into the depths of the mage knights now took his break in the practice. Each swing of the axes ceased and Lance was soon resting against the tree that his armor leaned against.
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| Kailadan (01:27) | Although the sounds of something being struck by something else had reached Kailadan's ears, it wasn't until it stopped that he actually realized that the sound seemed out of place. Naturally, his curiosity began to peek, and instantly he began moving in the direction of the former noises. After less than a minute of walking, a potential source came into view... Lance, the man in armor that he had watched get bumped into that day at the carnival. For the moment, not a word was said as Kail
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| Kailadan (01:27) | Kailadan: (cont) chose to simply observe, though he wasn't hiding by any means.
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| Silian (01:31) | Silian: The wind streaks past Silian's face as he glides over the Conerian Southern Forest using a flight spell. A soft hum can be heard from his mouth, as if he's singing his own theme song. He unnecessarily shouts, 'Halt!' as he stops and hovers in the air. He glances below to see a Chocobo grazing in the grass, and a Bomb slowly approaching it.
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| Silian (01:31) | Silian: Talking to himself for no apparant reason, Silian lamely shouts, "Aha! Two perfect candidates for study and mastering of techniques! I shall observe this natural fight for survival and judge their abilities! For I am LEARNER MAN!". After striking a lame pose, Silian then decends to the ground.
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| Silian (01:38) | Silian: The Bomb quickly ambushes the chocobo with a bite, chewing vigorously. Silian glared, "No, no! There's no refinement in such a gesture! You had the advantage! Why, you could have just blown it up and be done with it--". Silian was cut off as the Bomb glared at him and, in an instant, let out a bright blinding light as it exploded itself and the Chocobo into oblivion.
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| Silian (01:38) | Silian: "Oh my, so much for a fight of survival." Silian quickly grabbed his notes and wrote in something. As he pulled it away to read it, it said: Chocobo 0 Bomb 1. Silian sighed, "I really need to pay more attention to these things.."
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| Silian (01:44) | Silian: Silian put away his notepad as he heard the voices of two people approaching the clearing near him. As he looked over, he saw a Eblan Ninja and a Fabul Mystic. "And what of your son? Can he continue, knowing that I'm the one who killed you?" the Mystic had asked, looking at the ninja. The ninja replied, "Do not be so sure that you will be the one who wins this. The guards are gone, let's finish this once and for all!"
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| Silian (01:51) | Silian: Silian squeeled with delight and glided over the two as they were drawing their weapons, who then looked surprisingly at Silian. "So much for no witnesses.." muttered the ninja. "Fear not, warriors of blade and..uh..technique! For Learner Man does not intervene on duels between men! I merely wish to study your actions and learn your techniques!" The mystic and the ninja blinked and looked at each other, then back at Silian.
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| Silian (01:51) | Silian: "Um..I'm a woman, moron." the mystic had muttered. "How about a truce for now, until we kill this psycho?" the ninja had asked. The mystic turned to the ninja and nodded, "Fine..for now." The two then changed their positions and faced Silian. Silian stepped back, "Now now, there's no need to interrupt your clashing of blades and technique! And..uh..are you sure you're a wom--" The mystic growled and charged at Silian.
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| Silian (02:02) | Silian: Silian waited for the right moment, then shouted loudly, "Charging Duck Trip attack!" as he quickly ducked. Once the mystic noticed, it was too late. She tripped over Silian's body and fell to the forest floor. Silian rose to his feet and let out a fruity smirk. "What the hell? You call that a technique?" shouted the ninja as he readied a spell of ninjutsu. Silian stared at the ninja as he performed his spell.
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| Silian (02:02) | Silian: "Heyy...I recognize that one! That spell is outlawed! Why, to even have such a power would--". While uselessly talking, the ninja had sent a blast of dark matter at Silian, which caused him to fly hard into a tree. Silian winced and rose to his feet, rubbing his back. "Alright, villains! You have just angered Learner Man! You shall now face the right fist of justice!"
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| Silian (02:08) | Silian: "Yeah, I'd like to see that. What next? Are you going to throw a rock at me?" smirked the ninja, who then looked wide-eyed as Silian knelt to the floor and picked up a large rock. "You're kidding!" The mystic then rose to her feet, glaring at Silian. "You're going to pay for that!" Silian held his arm out pointing at the ninja, then hurled the rock with all his might. "Hurling Rock Slayer!!" But the ninja was unable to evade the speeding rock. It hit him in his fac
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| Silian (02:09) | Silian: (continued) It hit him in his face and forced him to the floor. The Mystic watched as her nemesis fell, writhing in pain. "Did..did you just throw a rock at him? Why didn't I ever try that? Gah! Enough of this! Die!!"
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| Lance (02:15) | The knight that had fallen asleep suddenly awoke then stretched out. A loud crack came from his back during said stretch, causing him to relax suddenly as though a large weight had been lifted from his shoulders. "Oohh, yeah." Lance let out vocally while getting to his feet. The axes he had set aside were then picked up once more.
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| Kailadan (02:18) | By now, Kailadan had stopped watching Lance, only to have resumed his gazing upon the moon. The catch is that he's now leaning against the same tree as the Rager, on the opposite side. "Have a nice little nap?" Their was a small grin tugging at the corner of the young man's lipsas he simply stood there.
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| Silian (02:21) | Silian: Silian then rose into the air and shouted, "Vile scum! Villains like you should be dropped into an ocean!" As he said it, Silian pondered for a few seconds, 'Ah, good times. I wonder of that swordsman ever swam to shore?'. The ninja slowly rose to his feet, grabbing his blades. "Get down here, you coward!" shouted the mystic, who then looked over to her nemesis. "Hey, give me one of those! We'll throw them at him!"
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| Silian (02:21) | Silian: "Um..I have ninjutsu that can--" the ninja was cut off by the mystic, who was furious. "I don't care about your ninjutsu!! Just throw them!" The ninja sighed, and swiftly threw his weapons as if they were darts at Silian. Silian snapped back to reality and evaded one knife, catching the other. "Ah, a technique to use against aeriel foes! I give you points for that, villains! But such a technique causes one to be without offense! So, you may have it back!" Just then, Silian
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| Silian (02:23) | Silian: (continued) Silian threw the knife back at the ninja, "Counter Throwing Knife attack!". The ninja easily evaded his own weapon be returned to him, and growled, "That's it, blue boy! I'm using my ninjutsu this time!" The mystic sighed, "Fine, whatever. Just kill him already!"
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| Lance (02:24) | With axes in hand, Lance stretched out again. "It was an alright rest. Nothing to sing songs over." It was then he resumed the practice of swinging the axes in opposing strikes. Each one swished through the air slowly. Clearly the Rager didn't have much practice handling two at once.
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| Silian (02:30) | Silian: The ninja quickly chanted a spell, and formed three bolts of lightning which he sent at Silian, followed by a powerful blast. The lightning stunned Silian long enough for the blast to hit, which forced him back quite a ways. Silian fell at full force into the ground near Lance and Kailadan, bouncing twice.
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| Silian (02:30) | Silian: "So..heh..heh..that's how you villains want to play, eh!..". The mystic stared wide-eyed as she saw Silian fly off behind the trees, "Wow, that was actually pretty cool. I mean, hurry up you moron! Let's get him while he's down!!" The ninja retrieved his blades and followed quickly after his nemesis.
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| Kailadan (02:30) | Slipping away from and around the tree, Kailadan moves to get a better view of Lance. After watching for just a couple moments, the Sword Knight pulls his shield out from behind his back with a full on grin. "How about swinging at something besides air? Don't worry about hurting me or anything. I can take a few flesh wounds."
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| Lance (02:35) | A chuckle escaped from Lance as he took a step back to avoid the baseball sliding body of Silian. He, however, did not stop swinging the axes he had. "I am afraid I must decline your offer. I must train in order to handle the weapon I seek." He did pause, however, to look down at the Silian person.
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| Silian (02:36) | Silian: Silian strugged as he slowly rose to his feet, the ninja and mystic were running up to him. "Alright, villains! Know that Learner Man is not blasted out of the sky like an airship violating Conerian airspace! You are now asking for my ultimate technique!" Silian grinned as his body started to shimmer. He turned to the two stragers he had not previously seen. "Good citizens! I suggest you stand back, for Learner Man's ultimate technique is literally 'booming'!"
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| Silian (02:38) | Silian: The ninja blinked slowly, "Uh..what the hell is he doing now? Is he going to explode on us or something?" The mystic scowled, "Idiot! Remember the last time you made fun of his technique?!" Silian grinned as he contined to shimmer faster and faster.
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| Kailadan (02:39) | Yeah, Kailadan was backing off, just like 'Learner Man' recommened, but not because he said so. It was more because the situation had just come out of nowhere. With narrowed eyes at the three latest additions to the group, his right hand dropped down to the hilt of his sword, just in case something came his way. "Just what is the meaning of this?"
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| Lance (02:40) | One might notice that Lance seemed generally uninterested in the going ons. He just continued to swing his axes. The speed at which he was doing so was clearly slowing down as well, The Rager had probably been at it for quite some time. He did look a bit annoyed at the lack of serenity though. "Must you do this here? You are disturbing the forest and myself."
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| Silian (02:42) | Silian: Silian stroke a lame pose and shouted with all his lungs, "Villains who violate the laws of good men in general! I shall show you Learner Man's right fist of justice! ULTIMATE ALPHA BOMBER!" Just then, Silian dashed at the mystic and ninja with blinding speed, instantly causing a wide explosion. "What the--AAAHHH!" were the ninja's last words as he and the mystic were vaporized by the blast.
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| Silian (02:45) | Silian: The light dimmed down as Silian laid defenselessly in the crater where the mystic and ninja once were. "Justice has been served! But..Ehhh..heh..I really shouldn't use that one..so much.." as he dropped his head and rested.
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| Kailadan (02:49) | "Son of a..!"That was all Kailadan could get out as he brought his shield up to cover his face. He hadn't exactly expected somebody to just blow themsevles up, after all. As the light dimmed from the explosion, the Sword Knight lowered his shield as a small growl escaped his throat. "You had better have a good reason for that, stranger..."
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| Lance (02:50) | WOOSH! Lance was tossed backwards into a tree from the kaboom. But he was soon back on his feet and swinging those axes again with his one track mind. "Perhaps he's just an idiot." Lances armor was now scattered all over as well, he paused a moment to locate the pieces with his eyes.
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| Silian (02:54) | Silian: Silian turned to Kailadan and tried to speak, "They were villains who violated the three hundred thirty third law in the art of ninjustsu, volume three, section 2, sentence four. 'And ye who possess the spell of Dark Twist, do not useth the spell on a dark night when accompanying a bitter enemy.' It's often overlooked. But fear not! Learner Man has ensured that justice was served!"
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| Silian (02:58) | Silian: Silian struggled and slowly rose to his feet, quickly chanting a flight spell, mixed in with words he considers his 'theme song'. "And with that, fair citizens, Learner Man must now ensure justice in other parts of the world! Many crimes to fight! Many techniques to learn! Many mystic genders to reindentify due to my disctint lact of knowledge in mystics!"
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| Kailadan (02:59) | "So, let me get this straight... You blew two people up, send a third flying, and possibly got something on my shield...because you think you have the authority to enforce obscure laws? I really hope you've got a better reason hiding up your sleeve, my friend." Kailadan really didn't like the idea of somebody else taking the law into their own hands. He's already poised to stop one person from doing it, so why not see if another needs to be added to the list?
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| Silian (03:04) | Silian: Silian stroke a lame pose as rose into the air. "Of course! For I am Learner Man, master of techniques! Hero in justice! Studyer of monsters! Oh, yes..I should probably check on that malboro I saw earlier. I don't think those moogles know to stay away from it..farewell, good citizens! Learner Man is off!" And with that, Silian rose high into the sky and flew off into the distance.
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| Lance (03:04) | Lance A glare was shot toward Learner Man, then to Kailadan. "Would you mind beating some sense into him a few feet away? I need to focus on training or I'll never be able to handle what I seek."
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| Kailadan (03:19) | Shaking his head with a small sigh, Kailadan's attention eventually shifts back to Lance. "I've met some peculiar people, but that gentleman was one of the worst." Returning his shield back into it's proper location, the young man wanders over to the nearest tree and plops down next to it. "So what are you seeking, anyway?"
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| Pharel (17:40) | Pharel stands up from the low stool on which he has parked his armored body for the last few hours. The armors creek as he stretch mightily, trying to work out the kinks in his shouders and back.
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| Tetrasar (17:40) | A large black airship loomed over the southern forest. It's whale like shape causing an appropriate shadow to loom down upon the forest. That is until the pilot of the whale casted his spell. A shroud covered the airship to keep it from being seen by the magi-tek protector of Coneria, though Tetrasar still kept it a good distance away before he went to float to the surface of the wooded area. A small clearing good for general practice and well, landing.
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| Pharel (17:42) | looking down at the pile of papers, Pharel smiles tiredly, 'Bah, guess that's good nuff fer today,' and belting on his sword, he strides out of the library.
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| Tetrasar (17:45) | Northward the Ice Esper went, stretching while he walked passed the guards of Conera. The creatures lengthy hair swayed with each step, and his clawed feet left marks until he reached the cobblestone of the city. Suddenly he paused and waved vibrantly at a passing old man. "HELLO SHRIVELY MAN OF OLDNESS! TETRASAR WAVES YOU!" Yes, Tetrasar had screamed at the old man only standing a few feet away. The old man gasped in surprise and just sort of stared at the Esper in disbelief.
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| Pharel (18:11) | The cave suddenly fills with shrieks as a cloud of bats swoop down from the ceiling at the intruder. The tall figure looks up in mild surprise, before drawing his sword and carving through three of the flying creatures in one fluid movement. Turning his head as he recovers, Pharel avoid a charging bat which sails past him close enough for him to feel the brush of one wing.
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| Pharel (18:14) | Bats, men, monsters, make no difference to the swordsman as he allows his training to take over. The blade becomes a thousand shadows as dark drops of blood rain down on the cave walls and floor. Wings are torn from broken bodies, tiny forms are severed neatly into pieces as Pharel concludes this one-sided slaughter.
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| Pharel (18:18) | A large bat tries to veer away, but before it can get past the battle, Pharel turns and slams his shield into it, smashing it between the spiked shield and a stone wall. Blood and gore spatter everywhere as the bat drops to the ground, broken bones poking out of its hide. 'Damn,' Pharel mutters, 'Gonna have to clean that shield later...'
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| Pharel (18:52) | Stepping into the room, Pharel puts his back against the wall as he quickly sizes up his surrounding. There are four men in the room, all pirates. 'Arrrrr!' one of them growls, leaping to his feet. 'Who tha hell...' and before he finish the question, his shaggy head goes sailing across the room and bounces off the opposite wall. The tall swordsman flicks blood off of his sword and sheaths it, before all hell breaks loose...
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| Pharel (18:57) | 'Get im!' the second pirate roars and leaps at the armored figure, a small hatchet in his dirty hand. The other two only stop to think for one brief second- perhaps not long enough, before jumping into the fight. Shaking his head with an amused expression on his lean face, the swordsman let the hatchet come close to his face without moving. Right before the blade bite into flesh however, Pharel twists away, slamming one armored shoulder into the face of the wielder of the axe. Blood flies from
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| Pharel (18:59) | the pirate's face as the man stumbles back from the blow. The stagger costs him his life as Pharel whips his katana out of the sheath worn over his shoulder, and cleaves the pirate in half. The blade is back in the sheath even before the two halfs of the man hit the floor.
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| Pharel (19:03) | A bolt of pain hits Pharel and throws him off balance. Glancing around, he ducks as a pirate triggers off a second shot at him. The shot whistles past the swordsman's face by inches and impacts the cave wall in a shower of dust. The fourth pirate seems to have decided to live, for as his mate reloads, he darts away from the battle, but Pharel has no time to go after him...
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| Pharel (19:05) | Bringing his shield up before, Pharel feels the impact of the gunner's shot traveling up his arm. 'This is not going well...' he mutters to him self. The pirate, deciding that he has the upper hand, begins to laugh. 'Arrrrr! I'ma gonna burn ya to pieces!' Pointing the pistol at the tall man, he pulls the trigger just as he is slammed backward with incredible force.
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| Pharel (19:08) | The pirate curses and tries to rise, before noticing the handle ot the sword protruding out of his own chest. Looking down at the hilt, he gasps and coughs out blood, can't believe that he's now a dead man. Grinning to him self, Pharel puts a foot on the pirate's torso and jerks the blade free in a fountain of blood. Wiping the blade on the pirate's tunic, he sheaths the sword and walks deeper into the cave.
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| Asmond (19:34) | Asmond glances around his pointed ears shuffling up and down for a moment as he walks into the inn.
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| Zael (22:48) | Zael figured that there isnt much he can do to free Zexerous from prison. He figured he might as well follow the only clues he recieved about the war of the magi and visit either esperland or Gariland. Too bad he doesnt know where Esperland is and Gariland is quite a ways away from coneria.
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| Zael (22:52) | Zael walked out of the town square and towards the drunken dragon. He figured he got all the information he could outta the resistance leader, so now in essence, Zexerous and the resistance is just useless in his mind. As he reached the Drunken Dragon, a thought crossed his mind, the conerian library must have some info on it.
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| Sun May 27 |
| Pharel (16:08) | The door swings slowly open as a tall man strides casually into the room. In one hand, a heavy cloth bag dangles fin his grasp. The bottom of the bag is round and bulges outward. Spotting the sage, the man walks up to the desk and casually dumps the bag on the desk- right by the pile of papers in front of the sage. 'Pharel!' exclaims the sage, 'What's the meaning of this?'
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| Pharel (16:10) | With a grin, Pharel pulls loose the strings that hold the bag shut and dumps out a bloody head. Blood still trickle from the stump, staining the papers, making a large mess. 'It is done,' says the swordsman, 'Now pay me...'
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| Pharel (16:12) | Pharel 'You idiot!' screams the sage, trying to push the bloody object away. 'What in the world you bring that here fer...and see what you done to my documents!' The swordsman just stands there smiling, his hand resting lightly on the hilt of the broadsword at his belt. After a few angry seconds of silence, the sage pulls a small pouch from his robes and throws it at the man. 'Oh get gone with you!'
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| Pharel (16:15) | Pharel Bowing mockingly, the man tucks the pouch away under his belt. 'I'll be travelin' to Baron. The guards here are getting a bit tired of me... Anything ya want while I'm there?' Clasping his head between his hands, the sage mutters, 'Go, now! And see if you can manage to get your throat cut on the way!'
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| Pharel (18:00) | The merchant sits at the table alone, nursing a glass of wine slowly as he surveys the crowd. In the far corner, four rough-looking men play cards and drink, and near the right of them, another table is occupied by a family of three. Suddenly, a shadow blocks his view as a tall man in chainmails drops into the seat across from him. 'I am glad you made it,' Pharel says, looking at the merchant's nervous manner. 'I need something...'
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| Pharel (18:03) | 'Just tell me, nevermind the drama,' snaps the merchant. Pharel smiles, 'I seek materias.' 'I don't got them,' the merchant says quickly. 'Ah,' replies the warrior, 'But I'm sure you can get the words out there...' 'Perhaps, but why should I go to that kind of trouble?' 'Because,' Pharel answers calmly, adjusting his sword-belt, 'I would be most annoyed if you don't try your best.' and with that, he stands up, bows, and walks out of the bar.
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| Mon May 28 |
| Arcello (22:33) | Arcello stood outside of the Castle and swept his gaze over Coneria. Saving the city had left a poor taste in his mouth, but sometimes you have to choose the winning team no matter what thier cause was. Plus, he had to admit, the city was a good place to start his search for power, and who knows what the Infinite might have done with it.
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| Darvala (22:34) | Darvala shifts on her chair in the Drunken Dragon Inn, turning to regard her companion in the chair next to her. "Would you like something to drink now, or shall we wait for a bit?" She smiles, her long purple hair falling all the way down her back. She tilts her head, leaning in close as she listens for a response. "Wait it is then," she says, relaxing back in her chair.
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| Arcello (22:40) | Twirling a piece of scrap metal along his fingers, Arcello used his other hand to place his robotic frog on his shoulder and headed towards the center of town. How does a little moogle garner power. Especially a little moogle who wasn't a cute cuddly do-gooder like the rest of them. Arcello growled out loud in spite of himself, making a smiling child yelp out in terror and run to his mommy in tears.
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| Darvala (22:41) | Looking about the Inn, Darvala studies some of the others that sit about. She laughs, and then turns back to her companion again, shaking her head. "I swear, they all get more and more crazy every day," she says. She shifts chairs, moving into the same chair as her companion as she leans back against him. "Someday we're going to find exactly what it is that we're looking for, and someday, maybe we'll even know what it is that we're looking for."
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| Arcello (22:47) | Arcello stopped in the middle of town. Anger would definately not get him anywhere. He needed to stay focused. He needed to find a way to make his plan come to fruition. His father had not lived to see Madain Sari fall, and that pained him to no end. Determination, time, and a little help was all he needed.
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| Darvala (22:47) | Darvala tilts her head, as if listening to her companion whisper into her ear, and she nods. "You're right, of course, we really shouldn't just sit around all the time, but the people are at least amusing to watch, hmm?" She looks up at her companion, issuing a curt nod as she laughs again. Her small fingers begin to play with her long hair, plaiting it as she continues to look about.
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| Arcello (22:54) | Before he knew it, Arcello had reached the southern end of the city. "Well damn," he thought to himself. He looked left, then peered right. Neither looked particularly hopeful, so he headed towards the local inn. "I really hate those places," he muttered.
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| Darvala (22:56) | As soon as Darvala's hair is plaited, she tilts her head back up, looking at the companion that she leans against. "You know, some of them were saying that we were strange. I'm not entirely sure where they get it from, but I suppose we'll have to see." She giggles, looking from her companion to the door, simply watching.
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| Arcello (23:03) | Arcello poked his head into the inn, and rolled his eyes. The smell was awful, and the various drunks, and almost-drunks made him shudder. It took quite a bit of willpower to force his body to follow his head into the room. The last time he had been in a place like this, he had gotten caught in the middle of a massive bar fight; not a good place for a little moogle such as himself. He had not thought it could get any worse until both sides had decided to finish the fight "peacefully" wi
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| Arcello (23:04) | Arcello: cont. with a rousing match of "Punt the Moogle". It had taken him months to recover. Finally he found the courage to sit down at a booth as far away from people as he could manage.
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| Darvala (23:05) | Darvala watches as the moogle seems hesitant to enter, looking up at her companion as she shakes her head. "He looks hesitant, but I wonder why?" she murmurs, and then shrugs her shoulder, leaning back against her companion. "You know, it's not really that scary of a place in here."
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| Arcello (23:19) | Arcello waved down the waitress, which was quite difficult in the growing crowd of bodies; all of which were bigger than him. He ordered a drink and took to looking around the room. Not exactly what he was looking for, but maybe it would get him a start. It frustrated him that he had a goal in sight, yet couldn't come up with a workable plan.
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| Darvala (23:22) | Darvala continues to watch the moogle before tilting her head to look up at her companion. She seems to be listening to him again, and then she laughs, shaking her head. "I'm sure that he'll be fine, you're just being silly now." She rests her head against her companion, the gigantic stuffed lion being larger than she is, its plush arms wrapped around her as she continues to giggle.
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| Darvala (23:22) | Darvala continues to watch the moogle before tilting her head to look up at her companion. She seems to be listening to him again, and then she laughs, shaking her head. "I'm sure that he'll be fine, you're just being silly now." She rests her head against her companion, the gigantic stuffed lion being larger than she is, its plush arms wrapped around her as she continues to giggle.
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| Arcello (23:35) | Arcello took another glance around the room. Definately not what he was looking for, but the lady whispering to the stuffed animal held some potential. Another time, perhaps. He made his way to the back and paid for a room, and set himself to go down for the night. A fruitless day, perhaps. Yet tomorrow was a new day, and time was something he had plenty of.
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| Tue May 29 |
| Tamorti (20:23) | Tamorti yawned as he looked up at the sky. So many stars. If he wasn't careful, the rocking motion of Alenia's slow gait would have him asleep before they ever got to Damcyan. That wouldn't do, he wanted to catch a show. Alenia cooed up at him, and he idly scratched her head. " Yeah, we're nearly there. Then you can rest."
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| Tamorti (20:29) | Tamorti yawned again. Now the lights of Damcyan were becoming visible. So flashy... " Do they never sleep? I guess they have too much fun." Alenia ruffeled a bit, and shook her head. " WARK!" " I guess you're right, at that!" he replied with a grin.
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| Tamorti (20:46) | Tamorti hopped down from his saddle, one hand staying on Alenia's neck as he tethered her in at the stables. " Alright you, get some rest. I'll be back sometime." The bird nudged him with her beak, then settled in for a meal. Grinning, he turned and walked off into the city proper, stopping at the Opera House. " What to do on a night alone in Damcyan..."
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| Tamorti (21:21) | Tamorti grumbled, settling down on a bench. " So... I'm here for a show... but I don't know where they are!!!!" He sighed. What a great way to spend a night.
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| Tlaloc (21:36) | Tlaloc enters into the town of Damcyan as the sun begins it's decent into darkness. He glances over his shoulder towards the beautiful sunset, shakes his head a bit, and continues his course. Some hot food, entertainment, and a warm bed are just what the healer ordered. "Ah, made it just in time.", spoken lightly to himself as the citizens meander towards their homes or the Inn.
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| Tamorti (21:38) | Tamorti grumbled, leaning back on the bench. " So... let's see.... I don't know where anything is happening.. so... Ask someone, right? Yeah." He stood, walking over toward a large gaggle of people.
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| Tlaloc (21:39) | "Well, looks like the Inn is packed...." Tlaloc mumbles as he exits the establishment. Another night sleeping under the |