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Vivien reached for the vial from Dragonwench and studied it intently. Her eyes widened and she flushed red and gulped.
"That's um..."
She then brought it into the light to study it more closely.
Order of the Dark Flame (Story, No Spam)
Ooc: Loner: Don't listen to them, I'm sure that the snoring was just a 'happy' sound he makes when you... What were you two doing again? Oh, wait, it's 'edited'. *sigh* I miss all the good stuff
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Vivien reached for the vial from Dragonwench and studied it intently. Her eyes widened and she flushed red and gulped.
"That's um..."
She then brought it into the light to study it more closely.
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Vivien reached for the vial from Dragonwench and studied it intently. Her eyes widened and she flushed red and gulped.
"That's um..."
She then brought it into the light to study it more closely.
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Finishing off his salad, Thantor went off to find the others. He wanted to check in on Loner and Kramor, but decided not to disturb their privacy until they made a more public appearance.
Wandering about, he came across Vivien, intently studying a small vial, her face flushed and her breathing shallow and rapid. "Hi Vivien. What are you looking at?" Thantor asked curiously. Startled, Vivien almost drop the vial she had been examining. "Um...nothing really. An ... an ancient artifact." Puzzled, Thantor nonetheless was enjoying Vivien's reaction. "May I look at it?", Thantor asked, moving closer. Vivien involuntarily moved the vial behind her back. "Well... um... it's actually Dragon Wench's and I really ought to be getting it back to her." She turned quickly, heading in Dragon Wench's direction.
Wandering about, he came across Vivien, intently studying a small vial, her face flushed and her breathing shallow and rapid. "Hi Vivien. What are you looking at?" Thantor asked curiously. Startled, Vivien almost drop the vial she had been examining. "Um...nothing really. An ... an ancient artifact." Puzzled, Thantor nonetheless was enjoying Vivien's reaction. "May I look at it?", Thantor asked, moving closer. Vivien involuntarily moved the vial behind her back. "Well... um... it's actually Dragon Wench's and I really ought to be getting it back to her." She turned quickly, heading in Dragon Wench's direction.
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As Vivien brought back the vial, an intrigued Thantor in tow, Dragon Wench smirked at Vivien, "I thought you'd find that interesting." She then handed the vial to Thantor, grinning, "I brought the vial back from the ruins with me for ....um....inspirational reasons as it were.......the intricate detail is quite striking isn't it."
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Viv wondered if her face was turning the color of her hair, but then realized that she was a big girl, she had handled Waverly...technically, she hadn't handled him 'well'... But she could handle pictures which sort of looked like the people she was traveling with. Yep, she could deal with them just fine.
"Well, yes, I imagine it would come in handy for stress relief! And, sore muscles after a long day's work. Medicinal and all. I just didn't know that they made bottles with such, as you say, inticate details."
She started smiling against her better judgement at Dragonwench.
"Where did you find this again? And, who would have made this? I'm not against um...using it. But, why? Who?" Viv looked around at the others with questions in her eyes.
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"Well, yes, I imagine it would come in handy for stress relief! And, sore muscles after a long day's work. Medicinal and all. I just didn't know that they made bottles with such, as you say, inticate details."
She started smiling against her better judgement at Dragonwench.
"Where did you find this again? And, who would have made this? I'm not against um...using it. But, why? Who?" Viv looked around at the others with questions in her eyes.
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OOc - this is before Loner wakes up.
After Kramor fell asleep, the raven, flew over to his shoulder. The birds eyes glowed red, the raven stared at nothing.
Kramor's sleep, wasn't a restful one. Parts of dreams, flashed in and out. He was looking through someones eyes. Feeling their pain and fear. Watching the dagger, coming at him and having no defence. The person couldn't move, as if being held or imprisoned. The eyes look over to the man standing, by the fire place. Not moving, he was being held by a hold spell. His eyes held fear, sorrow, with flashes of anger.
The eyes go back to the cloaked one, the eyes water, tears. The dagger slashes down, blood sprays forward, pulsing. The eyes look back to the man at the fireplace. The cloaked one, puts the dagger in his hand. Stabbing him in his heart, the eyes start to dim. The cloaked one, bows and leaves. Blackness, flooded as the eyes stared at the ceiling................
OOC - Is this okay? If not, Pm me and let me know.
After Kramor fell asleep, the raven, flew over to his shoulder. The birds eyes glowed red, the raven stared at nothing.
Kramor's sleep, wasn't a restful one. Parts of dreams, flashed in and out. He was looking through someones eyes. Feeling their pain and fear. Watching the dagger, coming at him and having no defence. The person couldn't move, as if being held or imprisoned. The eyes look over to the man standing, by the fire place. Not moving, he was being held by a hold spell. His eyes held fear, sorrow, with flashes of anger.
The eyes go back to the cloaked one, the eyes water, tears. The dagger slashes down, blood sprays forward, pulsing. The eyes look back to the man at the fireplace. The cloaked one, puts the dagger in his hand. Stabbing him in his heart, the eyes start to dim. The cloaked one, bows and leaves. Blackness, flooded as the eyes stared at the ceiling................
OOC - Is this okay? If not, Pm me and let me know.
Kramor looked at Loner, thinking for a moment.
"I heard what you told Anomen, I was outside the door. So, you were lying to him then?"
Standing up, shaking his head.
"Well Loner, you know yourself better than I do. If you think I should leave, I'll leave. When I do, I'm not coming back. I knew how you felt about Anomen, I was wondering when it was going to come to this. My things are already packed, so that means...... Goodbye.
Take care of yourself Loner, I'll miss you."
Kramor, walks out the door............
"I heard what you told Anomen, I was outside the door. So, you were lying to him then?"
Standing up, shaking his head.
"Well Loner, you know yourself better than I do. If you think I should leave, I'll leave. When I do, I'm not coming back. I knew how you felt about Anomen, I was wondering when it was going to come to this. My things are already packed, so that means...... Goodbye.
Take care of yourself Loner, I'll miss you."
Kramor, walks out the door............
Kramor comes down to the kitchen, gives everyone a half smile.
"I'm leaving the Keep, I will be living at the ruins. I think, this raven is the key, to what I don't know. For some unknown reason, I'm naming it Rai'ya.
When we figure this mess out, I'm leaving."
Kramor walked out, and rode back to the ruins.
"I'm leaving the Keep, I will be living at the ruins. I think, this raven is the key, to what I don't know. For some unknown reason, I'm naming it Rai'ya.
When we figure this mess out, I'm leaving."
Kramor walked out, and rode back to the ruins.
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Georgi hurried into Loner's room, with tear-stained cheeks, brandishing the letter she had discovered, and sensed something was wrong. "Anomen's..." she paused. "Kramor's left, hasn't he?" She cursed under her breath, and held out the letter.
"Read it to me," Loner requested, motioning to her still-imperfect eyes.
"Okay...
I have taken my leave of you, as you no doubt knew I would. I am no longer welcome amongst you, though it pains me to realise it. The blame is mine entirely, and I fervently hope that the Dark Flames will one day forgive me my transgressions. Perhaps one day I shall even be able to forgive myself. Please tell the others that I apologise for all I have done. I wish the greatest happiness for you all. Tell Loner and Kramor they have my blessing. He is more worthy of her than I ever was, or ever shall be. Though my love for each of you remains strong, I am not deserving of yours.
I must account for my actions before the Council of the Radiant Heart. I am more than ready to accept whatever penance they deem suitable. No punishment they could administer would come close to the pain of losing you - all of you, but you especially, Georgi. One's soul is the greatest sacrifice that one can make. That you would risk so much for me... it shames me yet more. However, the thought also comforts me, that at least a little of me is not worthless. Your ki will be with me, always. (OOC )
Forever,
Your most humble and obedient servant,
Anomen"
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"Read it to me," Loner requested, motioning to her still-imperfect eyes.
"Okay...
I have taken my leave of you, as you no doubt knew I would. I am no longer welcome amongst you, though it pains me to realise it. The blame is mine entirely, and I fervently hope that the Dark Flames will one day forgive me my transgressions. Perhaps one day I shall even be able to forgive myself. Please tell the others that I apologise for all I have done. I wish the greatest happiness for you all. Tell Loner and Kramor they have my blessing. He is more worthy of her than I ever was, or ever shall be. Though my love for each of you remains strong, I am not deserving of yours.
I must account for my actions before the Council of the Radiant Heart. I am more than ready to accept whatever penance they deem suitable. No punishment they could administer would come close to the pain of losing you - all of you, but you especially, Georgi. One's soul is the greatest sacrifice that one can make. That you would risk so much for me... it shames me yet more. However, the thought also comforts me, that at least a little of me is not worthless. Your ki will be with me, always. (OOC
)Forever,
Your most humble and obedient servant,
Anomen"
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Who, me?!?
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“What ruins?” Thantor asked, “Where did you find that vial?”
Gwalchmai explained about the vision that Eldath had shown he and Dragon Wench, and about the journals and prophesies in the ruins that Kramor had found. Thantor expressed some skepticism about the Eldath’s visitation. After scanning some of the journal entries he declared that it was odd that Amaunator should be referred to as a goddess, since he was commonly thought to be a male god, “Such gender ambiguity no doubt contributed to this diety’s demise from neglect.” Starting to work up steam, Thantor continued to pontificate on the subject, “Amaunator was the god of the law and rulership, as well as the sun. The high priest of a temple to Amaunator was called the Righteous Potentate, other clerics were called Jurists. The warrior class in the service of Amaunator were called Judicial Knights.”
Gwalchmai, knowing how difficult it was to get Thantor to shut up once he had really gotten on a roll ( ), attempted to distract him by telling about the skeleton in the crypt and the tapestries they had found. “Five beautiful ladies are shown holding spears that may relate to the five phases of the sun. Oddly, there are also five doorways in the crypt, but they are probably trapped or guarded.”
“Interesting,” Thantor began, “Those spears may hold an important clue. Moander, too, may be important to the story. Let me tell you what I know about that god....”
“But wait!” Nippy almost shouted, also hoping to avoid one of Thantor’s day-long lectures, “What about this parchment we found? Its writing appear even more ancient than anything else we’ve yet to find.”
Thantor began to examine the ancient manuscript, while Nippy and Gwalchmai looked over his shoulder. But Vivien stood up and said, “This is all very interesting. Yes, very interesting indeed (while tucking the vial of naked men into her tunic), but shouldn’t we be doing something about Jennabard?”
Gwalchmai explained about the vision that Eldath had shown he and Dragon Wench, and about the journals and prophesies in the ruins that Kramor had found. Thantor expressed some skepticism about the Eldath’s visitation. After scanning some of the journal entries he declared that it was odd that Amaunator should be referred to as a goddess, since he was commonly thought to be a male god, “Such gender ambiguity no doubt contributed to this diety’s demise from neglect.” Starting to work up steam, Thantor continued to pontificate on the subject, “Amaunator was the god of the law and rulership, as well as the sun. The high priest of a temple to Amaunator was called the Righteous Potentate, other clerics were called Jurists. The warrior class in the service of Amaunator were called Judicial Knights.”
Gwalchmai, knowing how difficult it was to get Thantor to shut up once he had really gotten on a roll (
), attempted to distract him by telling about the skeleton in the crypt and the tapestries they had found. “Five beautiful ladies are shown holding spears that may relate to the five phases of the sun. Oddly, there are also five doorways in the crypt, but they are probably trapped or guarded.”“Interesting,” Thantor began, “Those spears may hold an important clue. Moander, too, may be important to the story. Let me tell you what I know about that god....”
“But wait!” Nippy almost shouted, also hoping to avoid one of Thantor’s day-long lectures, “What about this parchment we found? Its writing appear even more ancient than anything else we’ve yet to find.”
Thantor began to examine the ancient manuscript, while Nippy and Gwalchmai looked over his shoulder. But Vivien stood up and said, “This is all very interesting. Yes, very interesting indeed (while tucking the vial of naked men into her tunic), but shouldn’t we be doing something about Jennabard?”
That there; exactly the kinda diversion we coulda used.
OOC: Ooops, must have posted at the same time, Gwalchmai. I'll try to fix this.
At that moment, Kramor made everyone aware of his departure. There was a stunned silence. Thantor wanted to go after him, but he knew Kramor better and realized that it would be fruitless, even disrespectful, to attempt to talk to him. His next thought was for Loner, but the situation here need to be addressed first.
"There are pressing matters that need to be attended to," he remarked, addressing the group. "We need to assist Jennabard, and we also need to explore this mysterious matter that Dragon Wench, Gwalchmai, Nippy, and Kramor have brought to our attention." He paused, looking at each of them. "I believe, like Vivien, that the situation with Jennabard is our highest priority, since she could be in mortal danger. Tactically, we would be stronger staying together and that would be my preference, but mine is only one voice. Whatever we decide, I would like to urge that we set out with haste to accomplish these tasks. Let me ask Georgi and Loner to come down so that we are all here to discuss this." He then set off to find the missing Dark Flames.
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At that moment, Kramor made everyone aware of his departure. There was a stunned silence. Thantor wanted to go after him, but he knew Kramor better and realized that it would be fruitless, even disrespectful, to attempt to talk to him. His next thought was for Loner, but the situation here need to be addressed first.
"There are pressing matters that need to be attended to," he remarked, addressing the group. "We need to assist Jennabard, and we also need to explore this mysterious matter that Dragon Wench, Gwalchmai, Nippy, and Kramor have brought to our attention." He paused, looking at each of them. "I believe, like Vivien, that the situation with Jennabard is our highest priority, since she could be in mortal danger. Tactically, we would be stronger staying together and that would be my preference, but mine is only one voice. Whatever we decide, I would like to urge that we set out with haste to accomplish these tasks. Let me ask Georgi and Loner to come down so that we are all here to discuss this." He then set off to find the missing Dark Flames.
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Many are cold; few are frozen.
Absence is to love what wind is to fire... it extinguishes the small, it enkindles the great.
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Loner listened in silence, and gave a choked cry as Georgi finished, hurrying over to hug her friend.
Thantor stood in the doorway enjoying the scene for a few minutes, but remembered that the others were waiting, and announced his presence by clearing his throat loudly. Georgi and Loner looked up. "What is it?" asked Georgi.
Thantor stood in the doorway enjoying the scene for a few minutes, but remembered that the others were waiting, and announced his presence by clearing his throat loudly. Georgi and Loner looked up. "What is it?" asked Georgi.
Who, me?!?
Vivien grabbed the vial back from Thantor with a slight blush and began stuffing it back into the top of her tunic, where it would be safe and secure. But, alas now others were apparently aware of her slight theft, so she relinquished it back to Dragonwench and sat besides Darkpoet.
"I vote we stay together as well. But, will follow as directed."
"I vote we stay together as well. But, will follow as directed."
After pondering how best to address the obviously painful scene he had come upon, Thantor said, "We are having a discussion downstairs about what to do next. I wanted to make sure you were included." He moved closer to Georgi and Loner, resting his hand on Loner's shoulder. "I have missed you, Loner, and I am relieved to see you conscious, but it pains me to see both of you in such distress. Is this related to the ritual in anyway?" he said with concern, feeling responsible.
Loner did not speak but Georgi said, "Anomen left me a letter before he took his leave." She made a motion as if to hand it to him, but Thantor shook his head. "That is not for my eyes, though I can guess its contents. I'm sure we could find him again, Georgi, if this is what you wished." Thantor felt a twinge of regret as he said this, but he pushed it aside. He turned to Loner. "Ordinarily I would respect your privacy, Loner, but I need to know that you are alright. Could you please talk to me a bit before we go downstairs?"
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Loner did not speak but Georgi said, "Anomen left me a letter before he took his leave." She made a motion as if to hand it to him, but Thantor shook his head. "That is not for my eyes, though I can guess its contents. I'm sure we could find him again, Georgi, if this is what you wished." Thantor felt a twinge of regret as he said this, but he pushed it aside. He turned to Loner. "Ordinarily I would respect your privacy, Loner, but I need to know that you are alright. Could you please talk to me a bit before we go downstairs?"
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Those who will play with kitties must expect to be scratched.
Many are cold; few are frozen.
Absence is to love what wind is to fire... it extinguishes the small, it enkindles the great.
Many are cold; few are frozen.
Absence is to love what wind is to fire... it extinguishes the small, it enkindles the great.
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Dragon Wench was still enjoying Vivien's reaction to the vial, but her expression became more serious as she listened to the discussion around her.
"I think we should go to Ogre Falls as a group, united we present a formidable force to any potential foes, and I feel that Jennabard will need our collective energy to safely return among us."
With that she headed to her room in order to pack some gear. She had been wearing a scarlet sarong with a golden dragon emblazoned upon the flank, and she exchanged it for armour with some reluctance. Idly she wondered if maybe she should have trained as a thief when she had the chance.....leather was so much more comfortable than steel.
"I think we should go to Ogre Falls as a group, united we present a formidable force to any potential foes, and I feel that Jennabard will need our collective energy to safely return among us."
With that she headed to her room in order to pack some gear. She had been wearing a scarlet sarong with a golden dragon emblazoned upon the flank, and she exchanged it for armour with some reluctance. Idly she wondered if maybe she should have trained as a thief when she had the chance.....leather was so much more comfortable than steel.
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