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Post by Schrödinger's cat on Nov 5, 2011 14:25:22 GMT -6
Prince Lien's eyes widen as he felt Sayo's fist pummel into his diaphram, knocking the air out of his lungs unexpectedly and slammed onto his side as he was thrown back. He hacked a cough horribly as he had unknowingly landed on his ribs that he had broken eariler from Reimuno's punch, and then blood spotted the ground before trailing down the corner of his mouth. Enraged, Lien wiped his sleeve across his mouth to wipe off the blood trail and forced himself back to his feet. Yet barely as he slouched over, trying to grit against the pain of his broken ribs.
"Dammit, young prince, I know you can hear me! Control your damn self now! You're killing yourself!" Reimuno ordered, watching Lien taking a rattling breathe before suddenly blasting a dark spell at the three without warning.
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Post by Faro/Blade on Nov 5, 2011 18:39:54 GMT -6
Faro incinerated Oarashi's spell with a quick flame burst as Sayo and Eldrin joined the fray. Malevolence took advantage of the moment of confusion to snap up and wrap himself round Lien, black tendrils stretching from the shadow beneath the gravestone. Faro leapt down from the cliff, using small flame jets to slow his decent.
"I apologize if I soiled your outfits, but a distraction was necessary to restrain the Dragon Prince." Faro explained.
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Post by Schrödinger's cat on Nov 5, 2011 18:56:24 GMT -6
The dragon prnce roared fiercly, struggling in the grips of the tendrils.
"!! Hey! You better not hurt the prince!" Reimuno snarled as he leered towards Faro. Oarashi took a step back, but powered up a ice spell again in his hand, ready to dispatch it towards Faro.
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Post by Faro/Blade on Nov 5, 2011 19:07:11 GMT -6
"He'll be fine. Stuck like he is, he's only a danger to himself." Faro said. "Now do what you have to do in order to calm him down."
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Post by Schrödinger's cat on Nov 5, 2011 19:25:15 GMT -6
"Just to restrain him until he calms down. The curse will ease and then he'll be able to gain control of himself." Reimuno mumurered. "Of course getting close to him and pissing him off will prolong the curse even more."
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Post by Faro/Blade on Nov 5, 2011 19:35:16 GMT -6
"If you say so. On to the important things. Why are you here?" Faro asked Reimuno.
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Post by Schrödinger's cat on Nov 5, 2011 20:16:40 GMT -6
The dragon warrior stayed silent, just simply leering at Faro after some time went by. "I rather not tell, besides, I'm sure you already have some sort of idea why I'm here with Sappho. I find it a rather pointless question to ask."
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Post by Azrael/Iris on Nov 5, 2011 21:54:09 GMT -6
"Then you will answer to me, Dragonian. What is the reason you come here to disturb my ancestor's final resting place?"Azrael asked, the thousands of voices and the white eyes were still there. Azrael decided to continue to use the strength of the dead to give himself a bit more of an intimidating apperance...he had seen the Assassin, Torak, do this...except without calling upon the powers of the demon in him.
The Carnavorian Assassin was just intimidating all together.
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Post by Schrödinger's cat on Nov 6, 2011 0:27:37 GMT -6
Reimuno just simply scoffed, not feeling intimidated by the Monk even with the apparent force of what seems to be a thousand souls backing him up. "I'm here to meet with my Liege of Dragona until the damn prince came and decided to attack."
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Post by Azrael/Iris on Nov 6, 2011 0:48:53 GMT -6
"And what business would the King of Dragona have in Hyrule?" A voice spoke from the shadows.
Azrael turned to the sound of the voice and the very man he was just thinking about stepped out from the shadows.
"Torak...how long were you..."Azrael said before stopping.
"Long enough, monk." Torak said, moving towards Reimuno.
Ben floated next to Oarashi, still obeying Azrael's word to not leave the Sea Chief until Azrael could speak to him. "How does he do that..."The Poe wondered aloud.
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Post by Schrödinger's cat on Nov 6, 2011 1:06:17 GMT -6
Reimuno wasn't sure who to keep an eye on, the monk or Torak who had magically seem to appear out of the shadows.
Oarashi simply pulled back his ice spell and backed into Reimuno's side, not caring if the poe Ben was still with him. "It's none of your business. Just let us leave on our way and we won't have any problems."
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Post by Faro/Blade on Nov 6, 2011 12:00:21 GMT -6
"No. You're meeting Artof here, and I fail to see how the arrival of the Dark Dragon King isn't an issue." Faro observed.
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Post by Azrael/Iris on Nov 6, 2011 12:19:31 GMT -6
Torak nodded to what Faro said.
"If an evil king is illegaly entering this country...then it is OUR business." Torak said, he was closer to Reimuno.
The only things that kept Torak from sticking the cold steel of his Hidden Blade into his neck were the fact that it could start an international war and they still needed information
Ben continued to float next to Oarashi and watched as the events unfolded.
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Post by Schrödinger's cat on Nov 6, 2011 12:29:38 GMT -6
"Feh, how amusing you claim that I'm evil. If I recall wasn't it Ganon that already beat me to the title?" Artof mused. Reimuno and Oarashi quickly both snapped to attention, a bit surprised to see their king at the gates of the Graveyard Entrance.
"M-My Liege. . ."
The dragon king frowned flatly. "I do believe that I wasn't planning an event Reimuno. What is with the group here?"
"Well. . . I wasn't expecting this either my Liege, but the young prince was causing such a commotion, this was inevitable."
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Post by Faro/Blade on Nov 6, 2011 12:47:50 GMT -6
"Hm." Faro grunted. "Speak of the devil, and the devil shall appear. I assume you're here for the Prince."
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