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Post by Lirimana on Aug 27, 2011 22:21:44 GMT -5
Calibration 1,
*Lirimana lay stretched across her bed, clothed only in her undergarments as she was explaining to Caress of Words the theory behind how Mount Metagalapa became a flying city. As the light outside went down, the lights inside remained at the dimmed setting she had put it on before their conversation had started. The candles were burning low now, and Lirimana took a moment to sip her drink, unidentifiable in the insufficient light*
Taking those elements into account, it would make sense as to why Metagalapa would fly. Don't you think?
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Post by Ress on Aug 27, 2011 23:41:33 GMT -5
Calibration 1,
* Caress of words was knelt at the side of the bed, his shirt draped over his left shoulder as his upper body lay on the bed. He looked up at Lirimana as she told her story, his face contorting to looks of skepticism. When she was done, he chimed in*
" That makes no sense... I have been to the middle marches of the Wyld and have never seen floating mountains, never mind the tainted lands at the edge. Even around the borders of a Great Unformed, which is nothing but a huge sentient mass of wyld energies, I have never seen a flying mountian... I think this theory was formulated by someone who has never been to The Wyld....Hum?!?"
* Caress of words sat straight up and sniffed the air, the hair on his neck sticking up*
" What was that?!.... something does not feel right... We need to go!!"
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Post by Lirimana on Aug 28, 2011 0:15:06 GMT -5
Calibration 1,
*Lirimana listened to his rebuttal, smiling as she watched the way his lips moved while he spoke. At his sudden change, her eyes narrowed and she strained all of her senses to catch whatever it was Caress of Words was sensing. At his urgency, she hopped up off of the bed and started putting shoes on and grabbed her spear from its place against the wall*
Do I have time to get dressed?
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Post by Ress on Aug 28, 2011 0:40:11 GMT -5
Calibration 1,
" Not this time!"
* Caress of Words grabbed Lirimana and bounded out the window.
In mid flight, Caress of Words' body grew and melted as he shifted from human to horse, landing on all fours with Lirimana on his back. He then ran off in the direction his danger sense pointed him to.
When they arrived, they saw the huge line of dark creatures pouring out from the manse and through the small roads in the rice patties.*
" What are those?!?... and don't say 'Wyld remnants!'"
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Post by Lirimana on Aug 28, 2011 0:51:10 GMT -5
Calibration 1,
Eeek!
*Lirimana grasped the handle of her healing satchel as she was carried out the window, glad she was at least wearing a full set of lingerie and some shoes*
Be good, Ot! Bye!
*as Caress of Words landed, she cringed a little as she hoped he didn't get hurt from the drop. Clinging to his mane desperately, Lirimana looked up as he asked, taking in the crazy scene before her*
These are no Wyld remnants. Those are the Dark Brood, the gods that were exiled underground after the Primordial War
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Post by Ress on Aug 28, 2011 1:55:40 GMT -5
Calibration 1,
" Really?... how do we stop them?!... and where are they going?"
* He stopped just short of them, looking on helplessly... if these WERE wyld creatures, he knew just how to deal with them... but he had no idea what to do to stop these*
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