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Post by Zoken on Jan 26, 2004 16:45:35 GMT -5
when she had heard the sounds of a struggle fromt eh main encampment,she came to investicate. she had remained int the shadows. "yes Dark one?"
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Post by Veldrin Dalharil on Jan 26, 2004 16:48:17 GMT -5
Shae almost rolled her eyes "Beleive it or not, lady flier, I have a favor to ask."
Gongrol stumped up to Mycroft and stood beside him, waiting. The man would talk or he wouldn't...
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Post by Zoken on Jan 26, 2004 16:54:55 GMT -5
Cyclonia looked down on Shae and said, "As i serve Milady, and Milady's allies, and you are counted among milady's allies, I serve you. speak and i shal l do what i can."
"What is it friend" Mycroft said tiredly.
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Post by Veldrin Dalharil on Jan 26, 2004 17:04:32 GMT -5
Shae grimaced. "You could simply say yes, Cyclonia...now, I admit I am not feeling up to traipsing throuigh teh woods in search of the herbs I would need for what I have in mind...and I do know that lady's maids do pick up a few tricks, so would probably know another way. Lord Mycroft needs a dreamless sleep tonight. Could you help this endeavor?"
Gongrol pulled out a pipe 'T'weren't you Mycroft, an we all know that except you. Demon blud jest like any other disease. Ye ken cure it, but ye gotta fix the damage it done too..." he offered the pipe to Mycroft.
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Post by Zoken on Jan 26, 2004 17:25:45 GMT -5
Cyclonia's face was hidden as she pulled a flask from uner her robes. "Something a good maid keeps handy." She handed the flask to Shae.
Mcyroft looked to Gongrol. "Ariana, My wife, in whose naime i take this quest, deserves a better champion than me. I should be stronger.he slumped to the ground leaning agains tthe horse. what whould she say of her husband.allowing himself to fall under the spell of demon's blood, which he knows all towell. and then having feelings towards another woman, not but a fortnight after her death.i don know know why you asll wish me to remain."
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Post by Veldrin Dalharil on Jan 26, 2004 17:35:25 GMT -5
Shae managed a smile "I beleived I could count on you, lady fey." she eyed the flask and handed it back "I can't seem to move that well, plus he'd very well beleive I'd be poisoning him."
She slowly dragged herself upright, biting her lip as she did so...and picked up her half memded shirt. It was something to focus on...Shaper landed on her knee "Let me see your back."
"No, it will wait for morning."
Gongrol nodded "All good points from yer view I'm sure. My point bein though, a lesser man would nae o' been able toe coum out the other side o' what ye suffered an still be sane. The dark elf trusted ye, and she was right. I trust ye too."
He puffed once, thoughtful "As fer women in general...well...ye can't blame that all on demon bluid, but ye ken know yer just a man, an yer grievin. When me wife died I was eyeing women left an right, cause I missed bein ablete touch soumone at all...but it passes. Ye could be doin wose...I be thinkin me rotgut brother's after the light elf..."
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Post by Zoken on Jan 26, 2004 23:09:45 GMT -5
Mycroft barked a hoarse laugh. "he'll have a time of it. I have heard stories of her. she fights for the other side, if you meet my meaning."
Cyclonia nodded curtly, and moved off. she knelt beside Mycroft and held the flask to him and said. "Somethign to help you sleep milord."
he looked nervously at the flask and took a swig. "tastes like hackleberries. those are a powerful sedat..." and was out before he finished the sentence.
Cyclonia's expression had not changed an inch. she nodded, more politely to Gongrol, and headed off.
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Post by adam_bat on Jan 26, 2004 23:35:41 GMT -5
Carefully observing all events the sparrow soon returned and reported to Arkin. "Looks like he worked through it, who'd have thought? Thank you friend." The sparrow seemed to bow and flitted back to its tree.
"I figure he'll be out til morning," he said to the wolf, "We may as well wait here til then." Standing he began to gather a few logs and sticks and built himself a small fire, the wolf curled at his feet and the horse stood directly behind them, all three staring into the flames and enjoying the crackle of the burning timber.
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Post by Zoken on Jan 26, 2004 23:39:28 GMT -5
Leelonan and Thundora moved to sit by the fire as Cyclonia stood off in the darkness keeping the watch, which no one had asked her to do.
Saeful also wandered over. he sat beside Arkin and sighed as he watched the fire crackle.
Mycroft was dead to the world for the deep sleep he was in.
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Post by Veldrin Dalharil on Jan 26, 2004 23:42:42 GMT -5
Shaper sighed "Please?"
Shae nodded once Mycroft passed out. "Alright, but no poking or prodding, it hurts enough as it is..."
Shaper bowed and flitted around to see her back...and almost forgot how to fly. He caught himself before hitting the ground and paled "Lady..." he whispered. "Doe sit hurt to breathe? Are you short of breathe?"
"Yes, a bit. Mostly I'm hurting and numb in places. Yes, I know that is bad."
"Bad?!" he squeeked. She had splinters in her back, some larger than his arm, dark blood blending slowly with her cloak...
"The healer will be well in the morning. I shall live until then. I will simply lay down...on my stomach I think...and wait patiently for the cursed sun. Keep me company?"
Shaper couldn't really say no...pulling the splinters out would increase the bleeding...he settle dnear her ear as she bit her lip again lowering herself to the ground. "I will spin you a tale lady..."
Shae smiled.
Gongrol meanwhile was settling Mycroft in a more comfortable sleeping position. Then he caught up with Cyclonia "Thank you lady"
Svernin looked sad "Bloody! They're goign to leave me in these stone shackles till em skin rots off!"
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Post by Zoken on Jan 26, 2004 23:46:04 GMT -5
"Some deserve a pleasent sleep after painful things... though the flask of the potion was left over from wilder days of Milady, when she need to sleep off the effects of less purposeful potions." Cyclonia didnt even look down at Gongrol. she spoke to him fluidly, but kept her eyes away from the fire and in the woods.
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Post by Veldrin Dalharil on Jan 26, 2004 23:53:01 GMT -5
Gongrol sighed "True. Thank you none the less." He wandered over to Leelonan "You are the full warrior among us...I trust you to set watches..."
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Post by Zoken on Jan 26, 2004 23:58:14 GMT -5
"I would" said leelonan, "But someone else has already taken that. she has told me to take rest and that she will wake me if she needs to be releaved."
Cyclonia walked in a slow circle around the camp. this was the longest anyone had seen her go without looking at Thundora.
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Post by Veldrin Dalharil on Jan 27, 2004 0:09:40 GMT -5
Gongrol whistled "Damn...dedicated or just tough? Tell me...is she a champion in disguise?" he asked seriously.
Shaper was telling Shaev the longest story he knew...the history of the creators, the sleepers...and the origins of the peoples. She was awake, and for that he was grateful.
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Post by Zoken on Jan 27, 2004 0:18:42 GMT -5
Thundora looked to Gongrol. "When she was a child, her father was placed on trial for crimes against the nature. he was a metal sprite. he was accused of selling ore to Dwarves. he was executed when found guilty. her mother was a poor peasent, even poorer without her spouse. she did what she could. she was a pleasure fire sprite, meaning she had certain influences over men. she went to work in a human brothel. somewhere out there Cyclonia has a half human brother that she never met. also her mother died of a human disease, syphilus i believe is the name.
my family found her. she was not of nobel birth, and no matter how much my mother asked, my father would not adopt her. it was against the laws. but he did the next best thing he could. he employed her as my hand maid. she was so grateful, only a year older than I, she went about her duties quite seriously. she sees herself as indebted to me sepcifically. she is quite weak when it comes to fighting in earnest. she has been to see seven healers for fights he has gotten into defending me. to answer you, she is dediated, and tough. but no champion. from the reading of Mycroft's prophesy, I fear she may have a more grave destiny in store."
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