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Post by Zeth Gurido on Mar 11, 2007 17:54:59 GMT -5
((Wanderer....Why do you keep changing your avatars?))
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Post by Lan on Mar 11, 2007 17:55:48 GMT -5
((link changed mine three times))
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Post by Zeth Gurido on Mar 11, 2007 17:56:08 GMT -5
((Oh))
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Post by Lan on Mar 11, 2007 17:56:17 GMT -5
((yup))
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Post by Joshua, the Wayne on Mar 11, 2007 17:56:38 GMT -5
((enough with ooc its turning into a chatboard lol. keep rping))
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Post by Zeth Gurido on Mar 11, 2007 17:57:07 GMT -5
Crud, out of bandages, too!
*Searches wildly*
Where are they?!?!?!
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Post by Joshua, the Wayne on Mar 11, 2007 17:58:14 GMT -5
((lol where is link. if he dont come on in a while i may diezies!!!!nooz!!!))
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Post by Lan on Mar 11, 2007 17:58:34 GMT -5
* zeth looks on his back and notices a note*
it reads "come to my cave for that tea you missed, the whole cave is enchanted this time hint hint boid"
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Post by Zeth Gurido on Mar 11, 2007 18:02:49 GMT -5
Dang, I hoped I wouldn't have to do this.
*Draws Narmirar*
Here thy cry Narmirar, heal this one with the power of true holy magic's, and in return, afflict me with his wounds!
((most of them anyways))
*As the wounds start to disappear on Dameus, wounds start to appear on Zeth*
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Post by Lan on Mar 11, 2007 18:03:05 GMT -5
((the wanderer has left the mountains))((he is now in the valus mountains))
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Post by Joshua, the Wayne on Mar 11, 2007 18:04:43 GMT -5
still unconscious, but some of the wounds have disappeared by a holy force.l
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Post by Zeth Gurido on Mar 11, 2007 18:07:07 GMT -5
*As Zeth finishes the process, all of the deep wounds on Dameus have turned into scars, but Zeth was now afflicted with some of Dameus wounds.*
Now my life hangs in the balance....
*coffs up a bit of blood*
Get here quickly.....Link.......
*falls unconcous*
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Post by Zeth Gurido on Mar 11, 2007 18:15:11 GMT -5
Is this really the end? Will I......Die? Dang it Link!
*The marks on his arm starts to glow*
Heh, good thing I can't feel anything right now.
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Post by Aeolus on Mar 11, 2007 18:21:57 GMT -5
"Wonderfull! I love watching ppl die!"
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Post by Joshua, the Wayne on Mar 11, 2007 18:27:25 GMT -5
dameus, nothing else to do within his mind while unconscious, began to drift back within his memories....
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it was the morning. the sun shone over the horizon and with it came the rest of the dawn. but inside the castle of the Exavior's, light could have changed nothing that would take place. Dameus was playing with a small dagger, hand made by his father as a gift for his birthday. Dameus stabbed a dummy that was made for his training. his mother then walked in as he was stabbing the dummy and kissed him on the forehead.
"Dameus, why don't you come in with mother to see the show the city is giving us?" she looked at him questioningly.
"Mother, please, i want to hone my skills as a swordsman!" replied dameus, waving his dagger over his head and letting out a childish battlecry.
his mother smiled at him and kissed him on the forehead again and said "as you wish, dameus." with a warm smile. he smiled back and she walked out of the room. dameus then stared back at the dummy and whacked it with the dagger again and again, trying to think of techniques he had seen other warriors use in battle. he whacked it. he whacked it again. and again.
"NO! LET ME G-...."
it was his mother. dameus turned his head fiercely to the closed door and dropped his dagger.he clutched the scar on his left shoulder that he had since birth, it was burning fiercely now. he heard another shriek and a cry from someone.
"WHAT ARE YOU?NO! DON'T TAKE MY DAUGH-...."
that was his father. dameus began backing up to the back of the room.
"MOTHER! FATHER!"he heard his sister shriek.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO TH...em......n...no....don't...don't hurt dameu-........"
silence....footsteps....getting closer....
his scar felt like it was being branded now. the pain was inconcievable.
the door opened...he saw his sister, frozen and grey...like a statue...and then as if from nowhere, a dark shadow being appeared in front of dameus. it stared at him and raised his hand to cast a spell upon dameus and started muttering an incantation, and then it began to back away. it began screaming. flames burst from the being's robes and the being burst into flames itself. dameus could see his skeleton and then it all turned to ash, but the house was now burning...down...and his scar...it burned with pain! the pain!!!!!!
dameus could do nothing...he knew he would die...if the gods willed so, that was...
with the pain of the scar, he passed out...
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it was morning. the sun once again began to rise over the horizon, with a dull light and grey feeling, the morning seemed sad. dameus then realized he was awake and not dead. but when he breathed in air, it was ash and he coughed over and over, blood droplets every so often.
he looked around in his house, nothing but rubble now. everything was charred, all things burned. nothing left in the raging flames path. but one thing did glitter and glow with the mornings light.
it was the dagger his father had made for him.
dameus began pacing towards it and stopped in front of it.
he kneeled down and pulled the dagger from the rubble.
"o' blade of my father....keep thy light shining true of my heart....let it hear my cry! i shall kill every mage from this day forward, and shall keep it true! for my father! for thy mother! and for thy sister, too! hear me!....hear me....."
and with his tears glittering in the morning light, he walked onto the streets. a commotion building all over the city.
"hear me...and hear me true...i shall kill the shadows and reap the mages from this day forth....hear me.....hear me...."
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