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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 5:45 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 6:00 pm
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Brim nodded at Eisti's request, and walked over to where Goldor kept his pans. Brim of-course didn't know where they were at first, but used his new found Clairvoyance to figure out where they were. He began to sift through the pots, and pans looking for a large, and deep pan. After a few moments, and lots of metal clanking against metal Brim pulled a large and deep pan out of the cupboard. Brim then heaved it up onto one of the counters, and smiled. "There you go." He stated.
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Goldor smirked, and put a hand on Aelor's shoulder. "Then lock the door, and meet me in the bed. There we'll satisfy your urges. No matter how long it may take." he said in a seductive tone. He then walked away from Aelor, and sat on his bed awaiting Aelor to make her way to him, and with the door locked they would not have to worry about being bothered.
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 6:24 pm
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Of course, I would love to spend some quiet time with you. We've both been running around all day so I think we're entitled to our alone time, right? Ayatane replied as he smiled down and ran his fingers through her locks again. With the fire snapping in the background and the darkness casting stars outside the windows, it seemed a true romantic setting for them. Both in an element that they both felt comfertable to in each other resence. I can't help but marvel at your beauty, whats on your mind, Love?
Raziel understood why he was inclined to take this young woman into this place. They shared more than what would be expected. This woman was still reeling from her loss, he passed that point about two hundred years ago, but he still remembered that heartache and suffering. Raziel stood up and brushed his dress off. He looked over and then turned to face Matthia. Mine sympathies for your loss. As thou see, I understand more than ye understand. If ye are dressed as such to hind thine identity then I can offer something a little more gender appropriate for you. Master? Yes, Asphyxious, what is it? Asphyxsious was hunched over a crystal skull that glowed with an eerie banefire green under his touch. Asphyxous' eyes was blazing with the same colour. His head tilted back. There is some strange disturbence in the astral flow, someone is summoning something dark was wicked. Where? From town. Raziels eyes narrowed, some ancient part of his burried self demanded him to jump into action and save the people, the other half wanted the same thing. If something murderous came from it, then his life energy would be jepordized and he needed that for his beloved it. Keep thine eyes upon the item, let me know if ye sence any more change. Tartarus, gather our warriors built. If need be we will interviene Why?! What difference would the lives of one village make? Raziels look made him shrink back a little. He then understood why Raziel wanted to save the villagers. Yes, master. Prepare a circle for a summoned teleport. As for ye Mrs. Matthia, you are welcomed to the wordrobes. If something happens I care not if ye come or not.
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 6:43 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 6:51 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 8:23 am
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Abigail glanced over to Tabitha. "Very well. Untill we meet again." she said simply. It was time she be getting on her way home anyway. It wouldn't look too good if she was arrested by the very law she manipulativly brought to this town. Telaria, and all the humans were exactly where she wanted them now. Trapped like scared rats in their own homes. But Abigial was not finished yet. Not by a long shot. Her plans for this disgrace of a town went far beyond getting revenge from her sister. No...her vengence would be complete, destroying the lives of all those involved who made her the monster she was today. If everything went as planned, never again would the conflicted have to hide their own powers. They would rise, and show the mighty power they had to the world, and no one would hunt them for it. Abigail smirked, and chuckled under her breath as she made it to her home, and slipped inside, locking the door behind her. Soon....very soon.
Matheus looked up, meeting Raziel's eyes. Odd how someone who was supposed to be her enemy could understand her pain so well. He probably could understand it the best. The crystalized Rubia was proof of that. He loved her so much...that even in death he was not willing to let go. A ghost of a smile lit Matheus' eyes. She respected that in a way. That the love for his wife was and is still strong enough to make him do all this just in hopes of having her returned to him. "Thank you. I'd like that." she replied to his invitation to help herself to the wardrobe. But the strange peace to the moment was soon lost, casued by a report given by one of the minions, one she learned was named Asphyxious. Her mind was set the second the word that villagers were in danger passed her ears. "I'm coming with you if you go." she informed him determindly. Though he had yet to find out, she was a member of the blessed, and she would help protect the innocent of the village. Even if they were all scared of her now, now that she was named as a possible witch....again.
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 12:33 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 2:33 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 7:56 pm
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((Aww Matheus is going to miss out on pie. crying Someone save some for her k? 3nodding ))
Matheus, or Matthia as she was now being called, followed Raziel's lead to his private chambers. She was taken aback by the difference of this room, from what she had seen so far. It was well taken care of, kept in perfect condition. It was obviously a room he shared with his wife, so was that why it seemed to be so important to him? She glanced back to the door when she found herself on her own in that room, before moving over to the wardrobe. Though it felt a little odd rumaging through the belongings of a woman who's life had been taken and who's body was still in the house, Matthia had a feeling that Rubia's clothes would fit her better then Raziel's. After a little searching, she found an emerald gown that looked like it would be about the right size and length for her. She took the gown from the wardrobe, and moved behind a screen to get changed. A few moments later, when Matthia emerged from Raziel's chambers, she was wearing that dress. It had fit her perfectly, to that point that even a seamstress wouldn't see reason to make any alterations. "I'll return this before I leave at dawn. I hope you don't mind...I left my other clothes in there, out of sight." she told him. She smoothed her hands over the bodice of the dress. "Your wife must have looked stunning in this. Especially what that hair of hers." Matthia found herself commenting. "Has there been any other word about the disturbence in town?"
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