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Telaria smiled warmly at him as Ayatane kissed her hand politely as a way of greeting. It seemed that he possessed the etiquette and manners of a nobleman, which was quite refreshing for there were not many gentlemen in this town. "Yes, it would seem that way," she said with a small sigh. "My mother and father were tried as a witch and wizard and hung and my sister in despair ended up taking her own life." Even though her sister did not exactly take her own life, in a way it was still true for the person that she knew as Abigail was not the same person anymore, but a creature bent on the pain and suffering of others. The thirst for vengeance had consumed her causing the sister that she had known in the past to die. She tensed up when he mentioned that he used to be part of the group that hunted these witches. "It is because the people that are being accused are not guilty. Something is amiss. There is a reason that these people are being accused and this is just what I plan on finding out," she said. She looked up at him. "It is perfectly fine," she said with a small smile. "They knew that I would be meeting them a little later," she said before she nodded. "Yes, I think we shall," she said as they began to walk down the hill.
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 1:23 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 1:52 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 2:02 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 2:26 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 2:42 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 3:31 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 5:54 pm
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Raziel walked through town, most of the population was either indoors or too sorrowful to take much notice of him. His two bodyguards marched silently beside him. His eyes were downcasted for a little while, deep in thought with his mind and how things use to be for him. He looked up and saw a clothes shop. He paused and walked over to the window. Inside the window was a gown of white, the square neckline gave way to long belle sleeves. It was beautiful, thought more of his wifes taste than his. When she's brought back, he would buy it for her if she liked it. But as of now he would continue on. A little more wandering and he found a church. He paused and gaved at it with an empty expression. He walked throught the gates, allowing his minions to stand outside of the 'holy' ground. It was no mystery that the undead were uncomfertable, or repulsed by such a place. Raziel climbed the stone steps and pushed the door open before retreating his hand back into the billowing folds of his cloak. He looked up around the healthy sized chaple and to the various stoned images of angels and saints that lines its walls. His heavy foot falls echoed in the chamber as he approched the alter and looked up at the stained glassed window. How long had it been, sence he bent his knees to that which was refered to as God? Hundreds of years, he lost his faith along time ago when his wife was crushed under those stones and he teetered between life and death. The Gods be damned... they took the only woman he ever had, and ever would love. He was in the state of mind to take back what was unfairly stolen from him and give the finger to the Gods (if they existed at all) and allow himself eternity to spend with his wife. Oh how he wanted to smell her hair and hold her warmth to him once more. He wanted to taste her lips and see her do that annoying habit with her hair once more. He yearned to wake up with her arms wrapped around him tightly again. All the things that he loved, all the quirks that use to drive him crazy. He wanted them all back again. He wanted to experience them all over again.
One More time.
Just... one more time, thats all he wanted.
Raziel bowed his head. He had one more crack at his experiment. He was soo close now, he could feel it in his soul. He was just one more attempt away from getting his wife back by replaying that failed experiment all over again. Then he can teach his wife how to keep herself alive and young for all eternity. So that they could enjoy it, all the world they could enjoy together. He brough his hand out to look at it. He wasn't embarassed about his choice of clothes. No, it made him feel as thought his wife was in his arms and pressed against him. She was well know for her full hugs. It wasn't fair, he should have been the one that died that day, it was his experiment, she was just helping out. Raziel raised his hand to his face to cover his tired eyes. He need something else though, something was missing. He needed more life force. He needed more living persons to keep the replenishing life force. With a mixture of his summoning and necromancy he could bring her soul back and she would live again... she just needed... more life energy. Thats all.
((Lemme see... Ocean: Your pretty well where you left all, me thinks. The Conflicted are still at either the courthouse or are going about their own business. The Blessed are starting to begin to gather at Matthia's house. Ayatane has met Telaria and may be joining the blessed soon... I think thats all thats happening really.))
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 6:08 pm
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A smile mixed lit up Matheus eyes at the sound of her true name. It made her think of her late husband for the breifest of moments before she locked the thought away in the depths of her mind again. Matthia Steward....she wondered if there was still an arrest warrent out for her, and if there was, how strongly was she beng pursued still? She was being blamed for witchcraft and the murder of the son of a wealthy and powerful business man after all.
Matheus nodded at Goldor's request, and fetched some water for him. "You don't need to apologize Goldor. Only one or two of us needed to be there anyway. Just enough to relay what happened." she said softly, not feeling that he needed to apologize at all. It was at that moment that Matheus heard a knocking at her door. She sighed, and hurried downstairs to see that it was none other then Jean. "How many times do I need to tell you that you don't need to knock. Please, come in. Goldor is already upstairs. Can I get you anything?" Matheus asked as she let Jean in, and lead the way back upstairs to her living area.
Once Raziel was gone, Abigail left for the caverns. They were in the middle of the woods, hidden behind a small waterfall. The cavern itself was quite large, more then big enough for the entire coven to meet together. Traces of past fires were left behind, and being the first one there, Abigail began to light torches, and the larger fire in the center of the cavern. She hummed an old, dark sounding hymn while she worked, waiting for the others to arrive to meet before the hanging which would take place later that night.
Levi had stayed behind in the courtroom, filing away his copy of the records of the trial that happened that day. He felt...heavy almost in his soul. Some part of him had been nagging at him that these dark times were only going to get worse yet before they got better. But what could he do? He was only a judge, and as one had to take the evidence as it came to come to his verdicts. But yet...he couldn't help but feel that he just condemmed an undeserving woman to death.
Leaving the courtroom, Levi headed home, but on the way passed by the chapel. He pasued, and debated for a moment before changeing his initial direction to enter the holy building. Silently he came in, and sat down in one of the benches about half way up to the alter. He had noticed another person in the chapel as well, but assumed her to be praying or seeking time with her thoughts as people usualy did in a church when there wasn't a servce taking place. With a heavy sigh, Levi took the hymn book up that had been left on the bench beside him, and began to flip through the pages, as if the songs of priase would give him sort sort of answer about weather or not he was right in what he was doing.
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 6:38 pm
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Goldor let out a soft sigh, and stared into his glass of water. He placed a hand over it, and closed his eyes. "Spirit of the water. Spirit of the Sea. Rage, and twist. Show me the image of the one for me." Chanted Goldor. The water in the glass began to twist, and rotate. Spinning in the glass. After a few moments of silence a figure appeared in the glass. How-ever there were no features to be seen. No face to look at.. Again. All Goldor could do is tell this figure was female. He let out a soft sigh, and drew his hand back letting the water calm as he leaned back with two things on his mind. Finding out how to help Alice, and the feeling of loneliness.
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Brim let out a soft sigh, and watched as Eisti left. "I am sorry Eisti.. I cannot let you endanger your-self." He said in a soft tone so that Eisti could not hear him. He then closed his door, and locked it. He ran around to a window that led into an alley, and slid out. Brim was feeling spry, and wouldn't waste this energy for nothing. He closed the window, and took off avoiding the direction Eisti was going. Taking the long way to the area for the gallows.
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 7:05 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 7:29 pm
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