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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 7:21 pm
((Watch the auto-hitting Rokoka. You took away Matheus' bag without giving me a chance to counter it.))
Matheus raised an eyebrow slightly, and crossed her arms. She pushed her fear down somewhere deep within herself to appear calm and collected. Goldor's sudden pressence likely gave her the abilty to do so, with his light eraticating the darkness around her. "Oh? And a person who means no harm takes away what a wizard would use to defend themself and feel safe with." she snapped. She snatched her bag back, andheld it more securly. "We are a coven of witches, and our reason for being here is our own. "And stop calling me a witch. Unless you are blind I am clearly a man."
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 7:30 pm
OOC:Sorry didn't mean to my bad about that didn't even realized I did that.
Hmm, very well then my reason I took the bag was I do not look very friendly and if I did not what would you have done based on my looks? He said with a smirk.
Now tell me what is you are after and maybe I can help you? He said throwing her bag back."If you will promise not to attack I will not attack you? is that agreed? he said recalling the shadows.
Now i think we got off on the wrong foot, I'm Dracno Ferris and what might you be doing down here Wizard
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 7:39 pm
Telaria glanced at Ayatane out of the corner of her eye and then smiled. But a worried expression then came over her. Where were Matheus, Brim, and Goldor? They seemed to be taking a long time coming up the ladder. As Telaria strained to hear what was going on down there, she could hear a few voices. Three of them were familiar, but the other one was new to her. She frowned slightly. To her it almost sounded like he was offering help under veiled threats. She looked at Ayatane. "Perhaps we should see if they need help," she suggested her hand upon the trapdoor. She turned to Eisti. "Eisti, I think it would be best if you stay here. It might be dangerous." Eisti did not have time to explore every inch of this beautiful home for she too heard the unfamiliar voice. Her eyes widened in what seemed to be fear. This stranger's voice was menacing like he was after something. She stood up and brushed herself off. "Maybe it would be best if we allow Matheus, Goldor, and Brim to handle it. I mean if we go down there, won't that allow him to follow us back up?" she asked mentioning the stranger. "I do not believe that we would want him here."
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 7:41 pm
((She was already holding her bag as well. stare Read everything Rokoka.))
"Despite the way you look it would have better for you if you let me keep my bag in the first place. If you want to appear friendly and not as a common theif anyway." Matheus nearly growled. "And you already attacked me with those shadows of yours. Technically I'm in every right to attack you right now." she added. "And like I said, our business is our own. Why should we trust you?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 7:41 pm
Ayatane nodded at Telaria. Yes, I agree, I'll go down. I didn't like the sound in Matheus voice. Ayatane landed gracefully on the balls of his feet. His blade sung as they left their sheiths and Ayatane watched carefully as the scene went on. There was no way in the nine achers of hell that he was going to sit with his thumb up his a** while an acquatience was in trouble. Calk it up to his fathers training. As far as he knew the girls didn't follow, least not yet. Ayatane kept quiet, his blades in a relaxed postion. He wasn't comfertable with the situation. He didn't like this man, something in his guts told him that it was wise to avoid everything to do with him. There was something black in this mans souls, something unwanted and welcomed. He could be one of the ones that made the plague. After all, he commanded shadows and the feeling he gave off was negitive.
Ayatane looked over at the pair through the corners of his eyes. Waiting for what may or may not come. He looked up at the other two breifly before turning his eyes to the dark newcomer. He had a feeling that Goldor had everything undercontrol and between the two of them they could manage, but just in case. His blades would be ready.
((edited))
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 7:47 pm
Rasiel nodded listening to Jean. "Basicly almost the same as I, but my parents were a witch and wizard, and my element is wind so I grew to love the calming nature of the forest and calm breeze that washed over it." He stated calmly as he walked on with her. "But whats going on, why are they on a move all of a sudden?" He asked.
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 7:54 pm
OOC: Sorry again I was rushing my bad. sweatdrop
"I only reacted the best way I could, I know I look threating and I give a very bad vibe. But I only did that from past experiences cause of one judging before they know me." He said sensing someone near but couldn't place it seeing as they where doing well to hide them self.
"If you do not trust me, Then so be it but I'm no enemy of yours as I have enough already." He said as he offered a handshake.
"I only wish to know why is all, Why you are looking for more about the Great Sickness." he finish with his hand still extended.
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 8:08 pm
"Maybe if your intensions matched your behavior others would trust you more easy. Becasue honestly, I don't true you, and I doubt from your antics that any of my coven does either." Matheus said simply. "I'll remember that you are no enemy though. At least not on of the conflicted." Matheus sighed, and glanced over in the cornor of her eye to Goldor before looking back to Dranco. "The sickness is no sickness at all. The Conflicted are the ones who claim to be sick, and they put on their little acts to ensnare innocent humans to condem them to death. All we want to know is....why." Matheus' voice fell to a soft whisper near the end. She didn't accept his hand at that time either.
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 8:20 pm
He withdrew his hand"I understand what you mean but to do that means I must have emotions like everyone else. As where I do not cause of a Pact I made that I shall never be freed from." he said showing the side of his neck with the a Pentagram With a Sword and Shield on the sides.
If you feel so threated like your friend who is near then I shall swear by a blood oath. That I have not come after you or your friends and I am telling the truth.Cause I cannot break a blood oath or it will kill me.
He said as he extended his once more only with a slight glow"By shaking my hand the pact will take effect and I will be bound to my word like a man who sold his soul to the devil."
"Now can agree to a truce"he finished with his hand extended once again.
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 8:29 pm
Matheus exhaled, and stepped forward to shake his hand. Though at heart she still didn't trust him. But she had some knowldge of a devil's pact, as well as blood pacts. She knew after this he would not be able to go against his word. "Very well. I will agree to a truce. But it'll be up to Goldor weather or not you are welcome into his manner. Judgeing by the mistrust you have caused us to have, it is likely that you will be asked to go elsewhere this night. But we will remmeber you to be an ally." she told him. Soon she let go of his hand after the oath was made, and turned her back on the man. She for one had no intention of being ensnared by darkness again should he betray them. So before that could happen, Matheus went to the ladder and scrambled up and out of the catacombs into Goldor's manner.
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 8:40 pm
Dracno agreed and proceed to follow but from the shadows instead of the ladder he appeared in the Manor and was now near a wall with his arms cross and a Emotionless face."He saw her come from the ladder but said nothing and waited to be introduced "Hmmm, I wonder how many of them will show instant untrust towards me cause of my appearance and behavior. I hope these people are more understanding then the villagers that fear what they do not understand or can't control" he thought to himself
OOC:Just so you all know I'm a good guy just the kind of good guy that looks far from it and has a dark past like in some animes and such.
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 8:53 pm
Jean looked at Rasiel. "Well I'll tell you as much as I can..." she stated. "Our friend, her name was Alice, she was accused of witchcraft and was killed earlier. The people who accused her is another coven full of wicked witches and wizards or warlocks, whatever you prefer, called the Conflicted" she stated. "I believe we are in for a fight and we can not be discovered" she stated with a sigh. "Any other information, will have to be given to you with the rest of my coven" she stated.
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 8:54 pm
Telaria stepped back as Matheus came up the ladder into the Manor giving him a bit of room. She was about to say something when a form creeped up from the shadows. She had never seen this person before, but it was clear that this was the young man that had confronted them just a short moment ago. She frowned. She did not remember hearing Goldor invite him to stay at the Manor. She let out a sound of disgust and walked over to him. "Excuse me," she said in a none too friendly voice. "But I believe you weren't invited to come stay here. It's not polite to just waltz into someone's house without their permission and it's also not a good way to get someone to trust you either." She gazed unflinchingly at him, her arms at her sides near her weapon in case this stranger showed any form of hostility. "Now either learn some respect or get the hell out," she said in a menacing tone of voice.
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 8:57 pm
Ayatane rejoined the group up the ladder and came alongside Telaria, his blades sheithed but never far from his hands. he didn't trust the man, and quiet frankly anyone who made a pact with the devil was going to have to earn his trust. The fact that he appeared in the manor without permission was a first strike. Ayatane came along side Telaria, it was late, and he was getting tired, between the walking to get here and carrying Telaria and walking all over the town... he had quiet the day. He raised and arm and placed his hand on Telarias opposite shoulder. He didn't like this situation but he didn't really have a choice anymore. This was not his coven, he was an allie but not a wizard himself. His smile was replaced with a stoic mask. He looked down at Telaria and forced his usual smile. He felt the saw way as she did, and her words seemed to do little to quell the growing anxiety. He lowered his hand and placed it back on the hilts of his weapons.
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 9:00 pm
Goldor followed the two upstairs, and was followed by brim shortly after as-well. Goldor walked over to Dracno with his arms crossed. "Matheus may consider you an ally for now, but that makes you no ally of mine. I do not take kindly to those who enter my house without permission. Nor do I take kindly to those who attack my allies. You are to stay in this room for the night until I feel ready to let you roam my home." Stated Goldor before he walked over to the trapdoor into the catacombs holding his hand out as the crystalized fire shot from the ground, and into Goldor's hand before he placed it in the torch holder by the only door in the room. "These Torches will mark the areas You are allowed stranger." And with that said Goldor left. Not just the room, but the entire manor. Now out-side Goldor decided to walk towards the woods to scout for any nearby enemies. ~*~ Brim sighed softly, and shrugged. "I asked before we were interrupted down there. You girls ARE allowed to use the kitchen. In-fact we are all allowed to use this home like it is our own. As-long as we do not touch what I would assume would be the things with Aquamarines in them." He told the group.
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