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Posted: Sat Nov 25, 2006 12:42 am
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Verin landed, and when he touched ground, more flowers grew and wilted. The hollow darkness never left his eyes; a look that made it seem like he was staring into your soul. His breaths were rasping hisses, and his eyes locked Biaksu's with their empty, penetrating gaze. With a wave of his hand and a simple incantation, "Tonashss harl, lassrinn pahntar lueth mechrola ussta mua..." came the words, the ground cracked and fissured toward Biaksu, and then opened up beneath him.
((Alright, it's really late here. If you're here in the morning, we'll truck on from there. :3))
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Posted: Sat Nov 25, 2006 4:32 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 25, 2006 4:59 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 25, 2006 5:33 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 25, 2006 6:01 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 25, 2006 6:08 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 5:27 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 2:10 pm
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-ProcrastinatingSpazz- Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 4:32 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 1:51 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 01, 2006 5:22 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2006 12:54 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2006 3:29 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2006 5:08 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2006 5:44 pm
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Verin began...laughing. A hollow, soulless laugh that seemed to suck away all the happiness in his immediate vicinity. It made the air chill to the very touch, and the lifelessness in his eyes only made it all the more eerie. Clearly this...boy...didn't know that he had already, or would have, killed a young girl, had Orthae not stepped in. And now this mere child thought he could dispose of him? The ancient power occupying his mind presently found that incredibly amusing. The earthen wall behind him crumbled to dust, and the ice melted away. Verin would make this fight last. He wanted it to be...fun. Holding his hand out to the side, he spoke. "Invoke Maelthra Killian..." Dark wisps of smoke swirled around his hand and formed into the silhouette of a deadly looking sword. The dark smoke finished gathering and then burst outward, dissipating. Where the smoke had been, Verin now held a vicious sword with a blade made of an ebony metal. The sword radiated a dark aura that lusted for blood and battle. Verin's laugh faded, echoing eerily through the air. He raised the sword and struck the ground, unleashing a dark and powerful shockwave that tore up the earth as it roared toward them...
(Using the description and this image, piece together what his sword looks like in his current state.)
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