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A Mystery Unleashed Playground 12 |
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MerGirl |
Jun 24 2005, 02:32 AM
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Mouth

Joined: 11-May 05

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Celia blushed as Niran held her hand, but was relieved that she wasn't leaving alone. She will miss Jonacin and especially kind Serene. And mister Knight (Falx), Shakur and Sel, too. Oh, and Konrad, even if he was a bit of a brat... Her eyes began to tear as she remembered the other silly Dunmer, Arco and Osano, and the very nice Mazuk.
At least, mister Nord was coming. She was surprised he was, for he was the last person she expected to join her. He didn't really talk to her much.
"Thank you for coming, Niran, miss Nord and mister Nord..." she whispered.
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Dantrag |
Jun 24 2005, 03:00 AM
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Councilor

Joined: 13-February 05
From: The cellar of the fortress of the fuzz

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Damn your stubbornness, Celia. Sel thought. As much as he wanted to go with her, he didn't. She had enough protection with Niran, Fenris and his sister. Besides, he justified to himself, he didn't need to be around Niran.
He thought of tackling her and forcing the potion down her throat, but he knew he couldn't actually do it.
The vial dropped to the ground, its contents spilling onto the ground.
How the hell did I fall for a werewolf? he thought to himself bitterly. Werewolf or no, he had to say good-bye. He chased after the leaving group.
"Celia...." he couldn't think of anything to say. "Just-just take this." he said, putting his sister's amulet in her hand. He didn't wait for a reply, he merely walked back to the others.
"To Mournhold?" he asked in a shaky voice. He knew Serene was reading his mind, but found that he couldn't cover his true feelings with random thoughts as he had planned to do.
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"Its when murder is justice that martyrs are made"
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Red |
Jun 24 2005, 12:50 PM
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Mouth

Joined: 29-May 05
From: If you're lucky, sometimes I'm here.

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Shakur was becoming anxious and confused. He knew that he was a lycanthrope, but why did he so easily agree to this great man's orders? Shakur pulled ropes and moved the sail and mast in an attempt to gain speed. And yet, he didn't fully understand why he wanted to get there. It was if he was two people, and one of them had a secret agenda. Shakur kept moving ropes, until a rope and it's metal post hit him in the head.
"I am sorry I had to do what I did Red One, but I needed to talk to you" the figure rose high and tall, and walked to his side. "You are destined for great things, Red One, and so are your friends. You must beat them to the target. And that is where we will see where their alliances lie. With me, or with the prey" the figure spawned a were wolf, and said in a relaxed voice "You may train your claw and fang here if you like. Kill this fake were wolf for practice".
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//LEFT ARM PULLS TRIGGER, RIGHT ARM SHRUGS SHOULDER//TRANSMISSION ENDED
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MerGirl |
Jun 24 2005, 03:04 PM
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Mouth

Joined: 11-May 05

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Celia watched sadly as Sel walked away back towards the group. She clutched the amulet Sel had given her, and hoped that, perhaps, one day when she could control the disease, she would meet the Dunmer again...
Suddenly, she had another vision of this Hircine. This time, she could see him clearly, and it seems he was beckoning her to come. Come where, she thought. His voice was soft, as if he was too far away. She could only catch a few words. "The hunt...start... in Balmora... Hurry... Fight of survival... way of life..."
Celia opened her eyes. She did not fully understand the message, except that she had to go to Balmora quickly, and that there was going to be a fight... for survival.
She took a deep breath and said aloud, "He wants us to go to Balmora, and quickly... Seems there is going to be fight of our survival or something of that sort." She held the amulet tightly once again, confused but determined to obey.
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