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 Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 10:42 pm
Hylar We live to fight...Dorune held his place at the bottom of the stairs watching the crowd move by him down the street in the center of town. He watched as a man in a black cloak's eyes locked on him, if only for a moment or two. Dorune's eyes narrowed momentarily knowing that most in the city avoid him because of his bearing. I look too much like a damn guardsman, he thought with amusement. He smiled slightly and then pushed the smile away returning his gaze to the man. He slowly turned and walked up the staircase. When he was about halfway up, he would peer over his shoulder at the man and then look away again.We fight to die. Zachary watched the man cautionsly, debating whether or not to follow him and see where the stairs led. This man was the only person that seemed as much an outsider as Zachary was,but he could've been mistaken... Going against his better judgement, Zachary slowly made his way through the crowd towards the staircase, climbing slowly so as not to seem anxious to meet this... different... man. Regardless of the man's stature, Zachary did not fear him, for he knew he was a more than satisfactory fighter, should worse come to worse. Zachary slowly followed the man as he climbed the stairs.
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 10:54 pm
We live to fight...
[Right, forgot to put that in the rules. Please no quoting previous posts. It really bothers me for some reason...]
Dorune smiled to himself slightly as he reached the top of the stairs and turned left and saw out of the corner of his eye the man from below climbing the stairs below him. He wondered to himself who this man was and what he might seek from him? Who knows what people are thinking nowadays? Hyla's tooth, I swear, he thought with contempt. He shook his head before a sudden presence seemed to invade his mind.
Dorune, it has been too long, the presence said in the darkness that now surrounded Dorune in his trapped mind state. "Who are you?" Dorune spoke aloud, drawing his sword, "and where have you taken me?" The presence chuckled in his mind and its response seemed to resonate in his head, It is of no moment. What is important is what you must do. You must go to Ashran as you planned, but first gather a party. The members are all within the walls of this city. Do not run from them and do not ignore my instructions or the consequences...will be dire, it finished climatically. The darkness surrounding Dorune spun for a moment before he was dropped back into his body in Arrad.
He shook his head realizing that he had continued walking for a fair distance down the road to the north eastern section of the city towards a inn and tavern that he knew of. He smiled at his own subconscious desires and almost burst out laughing. It took a moment for the instructions to again hit him and then he adopted a somber look. He peered over his left side to see if the man had continued to follow him.
We fight to die.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 8:44 am
[Alright]
Seeing that the man had drawn his blade, Zachary placed each hand on each of his twin daggers, wondering if the man was about to attempt an attack. However, the man's face seemed almost pain, and when he spoke aloud "Who are you?" Zachary felt as though he were obligated to answer. As the man began to walk again, Zachary followed him and said
"My name is Zachary Leonus. What is it to you?" His hands were still placed on the top of each dagger.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 8:41 pm
We live to fight...Dorune raised an eyebrow for a moment before realizing once again that his sword was drawn. He thought about the man's response and realized that he must have spoken aloud here when he was where ever he had gone for those few minutes. "I wish to know who is following me is all," Dorune said, quickly recovering from his slight shock of knowing he had spoken out loud here also. Who knows what else I could have done? he thought to himself, still holding his sword. Now that it was out, he figured it would not be prudent to re sheath it. With the man now holding weapons of his own, it might quickly turn into a small scuffle.We fight to die.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 8:47 pm
Noting the man's expression, Zachary stowed his weapons.
"I do not intend to harm you," he said calmly. "I only wish to explore this town to the fullest. I have received news that something beyond control of any kind is brewing, and soon a war may be at hand. I simply require a mental layout of this town, and I will leave you peaceably."
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 9:04 pm
We live to fight...
Dorune watched as the blades were sheathed away again and looked at the man, sizing him up partly and taking in his features. He also sheathed his weapon and shifted slightly, causing his great sword to swing a little on his back. He looked the man in the eyes and mumbled under his breath, "One of the party..." before responding in full voice, "War, aye. Follow me, Zachary. We have much to discuss." Dorune turned and walked towards the upcoming tavern and inn. "My name is Dorune, by the way. A pleasure to make your acquaintance."
We fight to die.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 9:09 pm
Noting the hurry in the man called Dorune's gait, Zachary quickly followed.
"I suppose it's nice to meet you," he said. "What is it we need to discuss?" His brow was furrowed with slight puzzlement and concern. Manifesting some of the light the sun caused into a small ball of light energy, he let the light run through his fingers and played with it as he did when nervous.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 9:16 pm
We live to fight...
Dorune was wrapped up in his thoughts about his immediate collision with one of the parties members after the meeting with the voice. He shook his head before taking a second to realize the man had spoken to him. He replied, "Our destination." He walked along when a thought suddenly seized him. Why wasn't he more concerned about the dark place where he had been transported to for mere moments to converse with an invisible voice? Is something manipulating my thoughts? he thoughts with a smirk, before quickly wiping it off of his face. A chuckle echoed through his mind followed by the same dry voice from earlier, Don't let it bother you, Dorune. Dorune continued on and pushed the thoughts out of his mind, not wanting to hear that voice again.
The sun sank lower and lower on the horizon, marking it early evening before Zack and Dorune reached the inn.
We fight to die.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 9:18 pm
Zach released the light back to the atmosphere as the pair reached the structure which they had traversed all these stairs to reach. Seeing the look on Dorune's face, he asked:
"Is everything alright? You don't look too good." The man's aura wasn't exactly the brightest he'd seen, and his brainwaves were heavy with much thought. And something stranger; there appeared to be two frequencies of thought in the man's brainwaves. Zachary decided to keep quiet on this for the time being. "And where are we, anyway?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 9:27 pm
We live to fight...
Dorune smiled to himself, "Yes, yes, everything is fine. I am fine. I just," he paused for a moment, "I have a lot on my mind. As for where we are," he gestured to the inn and tavern building in front of him, "Welcome to finest establishment in the entire city of Arrad. Full of scum and lowlifes; cut purses and thieves. The true populace of the world." Dorune grinned rather insanely for a moment and then wiped it off his face, though his lip still curved with a smile a little. He then turned and walked into the tavern.
We fight to die.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 9:30 pm
Zachary raised a concerned eyebrow, his expression perplexed and somewhat frightened of the insane expression that had momentarily lingered on Dorune's face. Slowly, cautiously, he followed him into the inn and tavern. The dual brainwaves had almost become just one once more, but the second was still a murmur just beneath the surface Zachary could hardly detect.
((OOC: Alright, i'm off. be back whenever.))
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 3:00 pm
[OOC: sorry to interrupt, but I wanted to say that even though I'm moving this to the Intermediate Level subforum, that it was a hard decision of whether or not to consider it Advanced]
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 10:38 pm
We live to fight...
Dorune looked around the tavern and chose a seat in the far corner near the fire at a sturdy looking oak table. The only person in this side of the bar was an older white haired man in white clothes with his face down on his table and an ale in his grasp. Dorune looked at him for a moment thinking that he should know the man, but then shook his head and moved on and sat down at his table. He looked back to Zachary and beckoned for him to sit down with him at the table.
We fight to die.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 10:47 pm
Zachary looked from the man to the seat Dorune was gesturing at and sat gratefully; he hadn't been walking or standing for long, but for some reason he felt drained. A nice seat and a nice ale... sounded so perfect right now.
"Now, you said you needed to explain something?" he asked, wishing for that drink already...
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 10:54 pm
We live to fight...
Dorune looked around to the serving girls and looked at the one walking towards them. Before she came to close, he announced his order of two ales quickly which was unlike this semi-flirtatious man. He then turned and looked at Zachary and stared into his eyes for a moment, sizing up his spirit from what he could see. He smiled slightly and leaned back in his chair, "I am gathering a group of sorts to participate in the expedition commencing on the morrow. You look like one that could handle himself in a sticky situation and could watch someones back well and I was wondering if you might be interested in joining," Dorune finished. He then looked and saw the serving girl coming up with their ales.
We fight to die.
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