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 Posted: Sat Aug 29, 2009 4:42 pm
Savon's room is a basic, well organized room.
Several shelves line the walls, with various books and random knick-knacks. There are several comfortable-looking chairs here and there, some with lap blankets tossed over the backs haphazardly.
There are a few spare crutches against the wall by the door, and one by his bed.
Those with a mage gift may notice it also seems to be well sheilded with magic, in a way to keep things in more than to keep things out.
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Posted: Sat Aug 29, 2009 4:51 pm
"Home sweet home," Savon said, opening the door. He left it open for Silversnow as he entered. He tossed his blanket onto his bed and set the book down on the pillow, sitting down on the edge with a little sigh. "Give me just a moment, I need to catch my breath." He chuckled.
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 11:13 am
"Of course," Silversnow responded casually looking about the room. Despite the room being so basic, it felt so stiffling. It didnt' take the Tayledras long to figure out why. The entire room was enveloped in shields layered ontop of one another. The shielding made the room feel as if it was going to cave in on itself. "Why do you require so many shields?"
Skale squawked his own dismay. He doubted his ability to fly in such a thick atmosphere. ::This is insane:: he mind sent to Silversnow, who could only nod in response.
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 1:22 pm
Savon twirl a lock around his head. He was silent for a good long while before speaking, quietly. "Because I have very...vivid dreams, and I've found chairs knocked over." He reached over to his pillow and under it, pulling out a little hair tie and beginning to tie his hair back in a braid.
"Ever since...this," he tapped his half a leg, before returning the hand to the braid, "I've had a hair trigger when asleep." He gave his head a shake to try the braid, then rested his hands in his lap. "It used to be far worse."
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 5:50 pm
Silversnow nodded ever so slightly. He understood jumping in his sleep and the first thing he could think of was casting a rather deadly spell. It took him years to get himself under control. Now he merely sleeps lightly and looks before he casts. He can't remember how many times he shot at the wall when it creaked ever so slightly.
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 7:32 pm
Savon just nodded, images coming to his mind before he could stop them. He gave his mind a mental shove back, closing his eyes to focus his shields, not only on his mind, but on his room. There was an older one - with a breath, he let it dissipate, and rested another in place, one lighter, tied in with another.
He sighed as he stood, picking up his crutch and, with a small grunt, pulling himself to his feet. "Any other questions?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 10:31 am
"No," he said quietly. He was ready to meet whoever Savon thought might know of his sister. Silversnow had waited far too long to let this wait anymore. He had traveled too far and the adept was ready to go home.
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