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A Mystery Unleashed Playground 12 |
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MerGirl |
Jun 24 2005, 12:47 AM
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Joined: 11-May 05

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Celia considered Niran's words. She was almost convinced. Almost.
Unfortunately, that voice, that wild man was still in her vision. His voice and his presense was still burning in her mind and thoughts. It was almost hypnotic...
She close her eyes and concentrated on the silhouette of the man. Perhaps if she concentrated enough, he would answer... What is your name? Who are you?
"I am called Hircine, the Hunter... That is all you need to know..." His voice trailed off, and Celia opened her eyes again, facing Niran. She wanted to say, "You're right. I should take the potion... for Triel's sake..." But the words stuck in her throat as if someone was preventing her from saying it.
As if being controlled, she gently pushed the child towards Niran, instead. She whispered, "I can't... I must... obey..." Her eyes were tearing. "You take care of her for me, Niran, Sel. I'll... go away..." With that, she started walking away from the group.
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Aki |
Jun 24 2005, 01:04 AM
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Joined: 10-March 05

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Fenris yawned, he felt tired, unnaturally tired. Anara looked over at him questionally, but the big Nord shook his head. "Prolly nothin'," he replied. I took a potion, i'll be fine, he thought to himself. What if it wasn't enough? Too much of the contaigen got transfered? The shear amount nullified the potion? Nah. Just tired. Up all night.... he mused, before sitting down, back to a rock. He closed his eyes and caught up on some sleep he had missed.
Anara watched as Fenris sat downand fell asleep, then watched the other members of the party. Fenris's freinds, people she didn't know. There seemed to be some sort of ruckuss about the Altmer girl. Celia, wans't that how they were refering to her? Anara backed towards Fenris, trying to remain unnoticed. If they had such a objection to a friend possibly becoming a Werewolf, how would they respond to a actual one? And Fenris was asleep. If they responded violently, she was utterly helpless.
"I've...heard it can be controlled," she said at last, moving to follow Celia. "Thats why i was out here, why the others were. We were trying to controll it, learning how. away from anything we could hurt. Now they're dead. All dead." Anara lowered her gaze to the ground. "Percius, Ulfgar, Elhazan, all of them. Didn't mean anyone any harm either, just in the wrong place, at the wrong time. Like me."
"Ulfgar, he was the closest, i think he had some semblence of control, he was the big black one," Anara indicated the corpse of one Werewolf, a large muscular black one, cut vertically from the stomach to the throat.
"Obviously, he can't help now."
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 "You’ve put up a good fight, but I’m through playing. Now I’m going to kick your [censored] and tell of my glory under the next full moon. Die well.”
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Aki |
Jun 24 2005, 01:21 AM
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Joined: 10-March 05

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"Yes, i am, though i'm not entirelly sure how well," Anara responded, pulling the bear skin she wore tighter around herself. "Ulfgar," she indicated the gutted black werewolf again, "Said he could, and he seemed to be able to, as far i could tell. But he said he was hardly any good, that there was one better than him."
"He said this better one lived in Balmora, and that he was a Khajiit," she said. "I know, a Khajiit Werewolf, its odd right? But he said it with such conviction. The Khajiit's name i think was V'anul."
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 "You’ve put up a good fight, but I’m through playing. Now I’m going to kick your [censored] and tell of my glory under the next full moon. Die well.”
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MerGirl |
Jun 24 2005, 01:26 AM
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Joined: 11-May 05

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Celia glanced down at the werewolf corpse. "That is very sad..." Her voice shook. "I am... sorry for your loss."
She turned towards the group. She said softly, eyes still watering, "But I can not let myself be swayed into taking the potion... I can't, I just, can't disobey... him." Hircine, the Hunter, she wanted to say, instead, but alll she could do was think his name. No matter how hard she tried, she could not speak his name out loud. It was as though someone was stopping her voice every time she tried.
She glanced at Niran, her eyes serious. "Niran, are you sure you would take such a risk?"
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MerGirl |
Jun 24 2005, 01:43 AM
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Joined: 11-May 05

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(OOC: G'night, guys!)
Celia wiped her eyes with her skirt. "Thank you, then. You are a very good friend... though perhaps not a very wise one. But a brave one, yes." She smiled and squeezed Niran's hand.
She then turned to the others. "Well, if no one has any complaints, I will leave the group from now on, I guess..." She crouched down and gave Triel a tight hug. "Good-bye, Triel. I hope you will find a home, soon."
She stood up, picked up her cloth sack, and then started walking away from the group.
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Wolfie |
Jun 24 2005, 01:48 AM
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Joined: 14-March 05
From: Dublin, Ireland

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Jonacin watched as Niran and Celia walked away from the group. He would have tried to stop them, but he knew his words would go unheeded.
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 D�anaim smaoineamh, d� bhr� sin, t�im ann - Descartes Only the dead have seen the end of war ~ Plato Fairy tales do not tell children the dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales tell children the dragons can be killed. - G.K. Chesterton EnsamVarg
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Aki |
Jun 24 2005, 01:49 AM
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Joined: 10-March 05

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[quote=MerGirl]Celia glanced down at the werewolf corpse. "That is very sad..." Her voice shook. "I am... sorry for your loss."
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"Its alright," Anara replied, managing to keep her voice even. "But i really do suggest that we get to Balmora, and seek out this V'anul, otherwise things could go downhill. Theres no telling if your potions and spells worked on everyone, potions can be faulty, not be what they're sold as, spells can fail. That, and I want to see him."
Fenris grumbled in his sleep, rolling onto his side. He was dreaming of running though a forest. For the first few moments of the dream he couldn't figure out why running felt so weird, then it came to him, he was on for legs.
There were others too, and they were going somewhere. They cleared the forest, entering a open flat plain.
There was a man in the middle, he wore naught but a loincloth, a pair of footwraps, and a animal-skull helmet. The skull-helmet was of a animal Fenris couldn't determine, and antlers jutted from it. The man had tan skin, and his muscles were thick and rippled with strength. The man twirled his spear.
"Soon, you, dog of Kynareth, will become my Hound..." he man said in a ominous voice. Fenris awoke, and got to his feet, shaking his head. He ran a guantleted hand through his red hair. "Just a dream," he muttered. When Celia began to walk off, he followed. "Hey, where ya going lass?" he asked. Anara followed after celia as well, staying behind Fenris, and not saying anything yet.
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 "You’ve put up a good fight, but I’m through playing. Now I’m going to kick your [censored] and tell of my glory under the next full moon. Die well.”
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Wolfie |
Jun 24 2005, 01:51 AM
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Joined: 14-March 05
From: Dublin, Ireland

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Jonacin knew Serene would be upset at losing another three members of the group, but he also knew how badly she neeeded rest, so he left her sleeping
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 D�anaim smaoineamh, d� bhr� sin, t�im ann - Descartes Only the dead have seen the end of war ~ Plato Fairy tales do not tell children the dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales tell children the dragons can be killed. - G.K. Chesterton EnsamVarg
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Wolfie |
Jun 24 2005, 02:18 AM
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Joined: 14-March 05
From: Dublin, Ireland

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Jonacin settled down beside Serene to get some sleep. The others were leaving, and there was no way for him to stop them. All he could do was wish them the best of luck
OOC: G'night all, it's 2:19am, time for sleep
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 D�anaim smaoineamh, d� bhr� sin, t�im ann - Descartes Only the dead have seen the end of war ~ Plato Fairy tales do not tell children the dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales tell children the dragons can be killed. - G.K. Chesterton EnsamVarg
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