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Post by Arissa Warrner on Jul 13, 2009 9:22:55 GMT -5
((tis fine))
Skiestyrm looked from Gwydion to Tikoon, annoyed. Can you not figure out anything on your own? she thought at Gwydion. She sighed and then looked at Tikoon, not wanting to change, but with Gwydion being slow, she did not seem to have a choice. She thought about the pluses of changing, if somehow Tikoon did escape, then he would tell that she was a druidok, and that would keep them from recruiting as many others, but if they decided to infiltrate the camp...Skiestyrm made up her mind, then lifted a heavy paw and brought it crashing down on Tikoon's head, knocking him out. After making sure he would be out for a while, and that there where no other druidoks in the area, she shifted into her usual human form.
"What?" She asked
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Post by Willow on Jul 14, 2009 21:10:13 GMT -5
CAMEO APPEARANCE. SPARKLES AND EXPLOSION.
DO NOT EDIT. I HAVE PERMISSION. POWERPLAY PERMISSION ALSO ENGAGED.
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Kirian, eyes flashing, slipped into the camp. He was hungry, and annoyed. It had been fifeteen years. Sixteen since he'd been frozen in a block of ice. oh fiddlesticks that ice monarch.
Glowering, Kirian seethed silently. Then, he paused, listening. He could hear voices. Huh. Prey. Maybe. Something like that.
With a hiss and inhuman speed, Kirian appeared on the scene, eyes flashing the color of blood. His face was gaunt, a pale mask under the hood. Prey. The nearest was a man, and Kirian dove at him, without waiting for anyone to react.
Strength of a vampire was ridiculous when in a bloodrage. RIDICULOUS. Kirian seized Gwydion by the shirt and dragged him with him, snarling back. Daring them to try and follow.
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Kirian and Gwydion have left this thread. They'll continue....somewhere else.
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Post by Gwydion Nefarine on Jul 15, 2009 8:44:31 GMT -5
((................................ "oh fiddlesticks that ice monarch" ?.............)) |
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Post by Willow on Jul 15, 2009 10:14:23 GMT -5
ooc- stupid censors.....
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Post by Arissa Warrner on Jul 16, 2009 20:37:08 GMT -5
((am i getting kicked out then?its fine.))
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Post by Willow on Aug 4, 2009 17:40:06 GMT -5
((We died and ran away.
In that order))
Kirian appeared a few yards away. Where the hell the other guy had gone was a mystery. Annoyed and still hungry, Kirian went looking for weaker pray.
((I'm in a spoof post mood))
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Post by Arissa Warrner on Aug 5, 2009 11:53:33 GMT -5
((spoof?))
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Post by Willow on Aug 7, 2009 16:57:08 GMT -5
((A ridiculous post that has nothing to do with anything. It's just random overflow of muse.))
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Post by Arissa Warrner on Aug 10, 2009 17:47:04 GMT -5
((i know what spoof is.Eh, never mind, you didnt get my tone.))
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Post by Gwydion Nefarine on Aug 10, 2009 19:16:06 GMT -5
((eh... sorry, I guess Tikoon is still here. Only Gwydion's immeiate exit was needed, sorry about that. I don't know if you kinda wanna withdraw too or continue. either's fine with me... but I have to ge on with the storyline...))
A peregrin falcon sailed overhead, headed for the camp. When it came to Dallben and Zircon in the middle of a conversation, it turned into a dark man in a heavy,black hooded cloak, despite the hot weather. They turned to him, unsuprised and undisturbed. "You need to move the camp to Roaro. He is there and that is where we will be killing him." Dallben and Zircon both nodded. If an ordinary member of the rebellion talked to them that way, they might have devised some kind of punishment, but this one had earned even their respect. "Very well," said Zircon. They exchanged a small bow, and the hooded druidok flew away. They split up readying the camp to move again.
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Post by Arissa Warrner on Aug 10, 2009 19:25:42 GMT -5
((makay, dont worry, Skiestyrm wont give up on bugging them, she considers them a threat to the Forest, wich for a druidok from there, is an unforgivable offence.))
Skiestyrm looked around breifly, sniffing the air trying to locate Gwyndion. When she could not smell, hear, or see him, she sighed and shook her head. It seemed to be a magic thing, and being naturally wary of magic, she was not going to doubt it. She quickly thought of a plan and shifted back into a moor cat and licked Tikoon in the face to wake him up.
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Post by Gwydion Nefarine on Aug 12, 2009 21:27:11 GMT -5
Tikoon woke up, groggy and moody. He looked at the moor cat in front of him then searched the area for the human with his eyes. When he finally surmised that he wasn't there, he shifted his gaze back to the moor cat. He seemed confused. The look that the cat was giving him didn't seem to be one of friendliness. He grimaced a bit. Nearby, the ruffling of feathers could be heard as a druidok was making his way over to tell Tikoon to get ready to haed off.
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Post by Arissa Warrner on Aug 13, 2009 13:39:08 GMT -5
Skiestyrm bobbed her head around abit and then mewed as if she where lost. She acted extreamly confused about Gyndions dissaperence, and nervous. "Mrrrow" She said then stuck her nose in Tikoon's face as if she wanted to be petted..
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Post by Gwydion Nefarine on Aug 14, 2009 16:28:00 GMT -5
Tikoon seemed pleased with the moor cat's changed attittude towards him. He didn't know where the human had gone, but concluded the moor cat wouldn't hurt him. He petted it gently. "Heh. Glad you're free now." The bird-druidok landed, turning into a human. "Tikoon, we're moving to Raoro." He stopped to look at the moor cat. "Your friend?" Tikon looked backat the moor cat. "I hope so." He looked back at the other druidok. "I'll follow you then."
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Post by Arissa Warrner on Aug 17, 2009 9:44:24 GMT -5
"Mrow"Skiestyrm said at Tikoon and then grabbed his lower arm in her mouth, in a firm, but not hurtfull way, and would not let go. She sat down and looked up at him with her lantern eyes with an expression that translated as worried. "Mrrr"
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