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| Fizban Who |
Posted - 23 Nov 2011 : 06:41:15
"Thank you My Sweet Rose"
**He began to get his second serving**
**As she enter the glowing ring. Aredhel felt very light and moving very fast but with no gravitational force upon her**
((I have Thursday off   but work on Friday and Saturday with overtime....    ... g'night to you Raist ))
  
"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing"
-Edmund Burke-
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| 15 L A T E S T R E P L I E S (Newest First) |
| dark mage |
Posted - 15 Jun 2013 : 23:29:55
"Well I remember him from when I was traveling. He was the one that told me about Solace and said that I should go. He said that he came to congratulate the both of us, on our wedding I assume though how he might have heard of it is a mystery to me"
"Ladies and Gentilman welcome to my life again" Sonata Artica |
| RaistlinsLight23 |
Posted - 15 Jun 2013 : 17:29:11
She smiled.
"Oh, it does. It does. Solace is nice like that, but I am speaking of other places as well," she replied.
"Raistlin!" It was Crysania's voice. Lifting his gaze, he saw her standing before him, holding his hands away from his face, her eyes wide and filled with concern.
"I'm all right", Raistlin said coldly. "Leave me alone!" But, even as he spoke, he sighed and lowered his head again, shuddering as the horror of the dream washed over him. Pulling a clean cloth from a pocket, he began to dab at the wounds on his face.
"No, you're not", Crysania murmured, taking the cloth from his shaking hands and gently touching the bleeding gouges. "Please, let me do this", she said, as he snarled something unintelligible. "I know you wont let me heal you, but there is a clear stream near. Come, drink some water, rest and let me wash these".
Sharp, bitter words were on Raistlin's lips. He raised a hand to thrust her away. But then he realized he didn't want her to leave. The darkness of the dream receded when she was with him. The touch of warm, human flesh was comforting after the cold fingers of death.
And so, he nodded with a weary sigh.
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| Fizban Who |
Posted - 15 Jun 2013 : 06:10:09
"So why do you think that old mage is here for My Rose?"
"Living in trees does not impress you, Little Cleric?"
"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing"
-Edmund Burke-
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| dark mage |
Posted - 10 Jun 2013 : 05:35:33
*Rosemarta smiled at her husband as she set a pot of water to boiling and placed the dried noodles she had prepared earlier in the week slowly into it*
"Ladies and Gentilman welcome to my life again" Sonata Artica |
| RaistlinsLight23 |
Posted - 10 Jun 2013 : 04:37:24
"I mean, I wish that people didn't organize themselves into buildings. I would be out here all the time."
((Alright! Bye!))
"Raistlin!" It was Crysania's voice. Lifting his gaze, he saw her standing before him, holding his hands away from his face, her eyes wide and filled with concern.
"I'm all right", Raistlin said coldly. "Leave me alone!" But, even as he spoke, he sighed and lowered his head again, shuddering as the horror of the dream washed over him. Pulling a clean cloth from a pocket, he began to dab at the wounds on his face.
"No, you're not", Crysania murmured, taking the cloth from his shaking hands and gently touching the bleeding gouges. "Please, let me do this", she said, as he snarled something unintelligible. "I know you wont let me heal you, but there is a clear stream near. Come, drink some water, rest and let me wash these".
Sharp, bitter words were on Raistlin's lips. He raised a hand to thrust her away. But then he realized he didn't want her to leave. The darkness of the dream receded when she was with him. The touch of warm, human flesh was comforting after the cold fingers of death.
And so, he nodded with a weary sigh.
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| Fizban Who |
Posted - 10 Jun 2013 : 04:34:22
"What do you mean?"
((Sorry Raist, I have to go now...    ))
"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing"
-Edmund Burke-
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| RaistlinsLight23 |
Posted - 10 Jun 2013 : 04:28:44
She smiled and looked at him.
"I love being outside...I wish I could do more out here."
"Raistlin!" It was Crysania's voice. Lifting his gaze, he saw her standing before him, holding his hands away from his face, her eyes wide and filled with concern.
"I'm all right", Raistlin said coldly. "Leave me alone!" But, even as he spoke, he sighed and lowered his head again, shuddering as the horror of the dream washed over him. Pulling a clean cloth from a pocket, he began to dab at the wounds on his face.
"No, you're not", Crysania murmured, taking the cloth from his shaking hands and gently touching the bleeding gouges. "Please, let me do this", she said, as he snarled something unintelligible. "I know you wont let me heal you, but there is a clear stream near. Come, drink some water, rest and let me wash these".
Sharp, bitter words were on Raistlin's lips. He raised a hand to thrust her away. But then he realized he didn't want her to leave. The darkness of the dream receded when she was with him. The touch of warm, human flesh was comforting after the cold fingers of death.
And so, he nodded with a weary sigh.
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| Fizban Who |
Posted - 10 Jun 2013 : 04:24:12
"Ah I see"
**He looked up into the trees and semi-grinned**
"It is nice out here though...."
"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing"
-Edmund Burke-
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| RaistlinsLight23 |
Posted - 10 Jun 2013 : 04:18:52
"I did not always travel alone on the way here. When I was alone, I suppose I just had good fortune. I seemed to go unnoticed."
"Raistlin!" It was Crysania's voice. Lifting his gaze, he saw her standing before him, holding his hands away from his face, her eyes wide and filled with concern.
"I'm all right", Raistlin said coldly. "Leave me alone!" But, even as he spoke, he sighed and lowered his head again, shuddering as the horror of the dream washed over him. Pulling a clean cloth from a pocket, he began to dab at the wounds on his face.
"No, you're not", Crysania murmured, taking the cloth from his shaking hands and gently touching the bleeding gouges. "Please, let me do this", she said, as he snarled something unintelligible. "I know you wont let me heal you, but there is a clear stream near. Come, drink some water, rest and let me wash these".
Sharp, bitter words were on Raistlin's lips. He raised a hand to thrust her away. But then he realized he didn't want her to leave. The darkness of the dream receded when she was with him. The touch of warm, human flesh was comforting after the cold fingers of death.
And so, he nodded with a weary sigh.
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| Fizban Who |
Posted - 10 Jun 2013 : 04:14:52
"Actually I'm somewhat amazed that you managed to make it here to Solace, without any incident come to think of it"
"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing"
-Edmund Burke-
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| RaistlinsLight23 |
Posted - 10 Jun 2013 : 04:07:53
"You are right. I did not really think about it."
"Raistlin!" It was Crysania's voice. Lifting his gaze, he saw her standing before him, holding his hands away from his face, her eyes wide and filled with concern.
"I'm all right", Raistlin said coldly. "Leave me alone!" But, even as he spoke, he sighed and lowered his head again, shuddering as the horror of the dream washed over him. Pulling a clean cloth from a pocket, he began to dab at the wounds on his face.
"No, you're not", Crysania murmured, taking the cloth from his shaking hands and gently touching the bleeding gouges. "Please, let me do this", she said, as he snarled something unintelligible. "I know you wont let me heal you, but there is a clear stream near. Come, drink some water, rest and let me wash these".
Sharp, bitter words were on Raistlin's lips. He raised a hand to thrust her away. But then he realized he didn't want her to leave. The darkness of the dream receded when she was with him. The touch of warm, human flesh was comforting after the cold fingers of death.
And so, he nodded with a weary sigh.
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| Fizban Who |
Posted - 10 Jun 2013 : 04:06:25
"The forest is a nice place to be indeed, but it still does pose dangers in it. Not only gobs and ogres but bears, wild wolfs and the like as well..... one can not be to careful"
"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing"
-Edmund Burke-
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| RaistlinsLight23 |
Posted - 10 Jun 2013 : 03:48:23
Aredhel shrugged a bit.
"I suppose I did not think of such things. I merely hoped to enjoy the beauty of the forest on the edge of town. I suppose it may have been foolish as well"
"Raistlin!" It was Crysania's voice. Lifting his gaze, he saw her standing before him, holding his hands away from his face, her eyes wide and filled with concern.
"I'm all right", Raistlin said coldly. "Leave me alone!" But, even as he spoke, he sighed and lowered his head again, shuddering as the horror of the dream washed over him. Pulling a clean cloth from a pocket, he began to dab at the wounds on his face.
"No, you're not", Crysania murmured, taking the cloth from his shaking hands and gently touching the bleeding gouges. "Please, let me do this", she said, as he snarled something unintelligible. "I know you wont let me heal you, but there is a clear stream near. Come, drink some water, rest and let me wash these".
Sharp, bitter words were on Raistlin's lips. He raised a hand to thrust her away. But then he realized he didn't want her to leave. The darkness of the dream receded when she was with him. The touch of warm, human flesh was comforting after the cold fingers of death.
And so, he nodded with a weary sigh.
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| Fizban Who |
Posted - 10 Jun 2013 : 03:45:47
"You are not carrying any weapons, what would you do if a group of goblins or a one ogre came to you right now? And I was not here with you?"
"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing"
-Edmund Burke-
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| RaistlinsLight23 |
Posted - 10 Jun 2013 : 03:36:35
Aredhel laughed.
"Have I put myself in a dangerous situation?" she asked somewhat playfully.
"Raistlin!" It was Crysania's voice. Lifting his gaze, he saw her standing before him, holding his hands away from his face, her eyes wide and filled with concern.
"I'm all right", Raistlin said coldly. "Leave me alone!" But, even as he spoke, he sighed and lowered his head again, shuddering as the horror of the dream washed over him. Pulling a clean cloth from a pocket, he began to dab at the wounds on his face.
"No, you're not", Crysania murmured, taking the cloth from his shaking hands and gently touching the bleeding gouges. "Please, let me do this", she said, as he snarled something unintelligible. "I know you wont let me heal you, but there is a clear stream near. Come, drink some water, rest and let me wash these".
Sharp, bitter words were on Raistlin's lips. He raised a hand to thrust her away. But then he realized he didn't want her to leave. The darkness of the dream receded when she was with him. The touch of warm, human flesh was comforting after the cold fingers of death.
And so, he nodded with a weary sigh.
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