Eldrin/Vai
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Post by Eldrin/Vai on Jun 28, 2011 12:31:06 GMT -6
Eldrin was standing inside Jaru's shop stealing potions when the man and his son came out. Eldrin smiled innocently at them and followed them out, his bag clumsily filled with fragile glass vials and bottles. He stole the bread from Garen as they walked outside and sat down on the ground beside where they stood, nibbling on the loaf.
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Azrael/Iris
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Post by Azrael/Iris on Jun 28, 2011 12:40:11 GMT -6
"Eldrin...return the potions back to our host...It is considered bad manners to steal from a host. Besides..this man could become a very great ally." Azrael said to Eldrin as he sat down next to Eldrin.
Torak was already up before everyone else and had noticed the monk and thief were with Garen and his father, so he leapt off from the building he was on and landed behind Eldrin.
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Eldrin/Vai
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Post by Eldrin/Vai on Jun 28, 2011 12:50:35 GMT -6
Eldrin dumped the potions out of the bag at Jaru's feet, accidentally breaking most of them. He tore off a piece of bread and offered it to Azrael.
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Azrael/Iris
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Post by Azrael/Iris on Jun 28, 2011 13:19:59 GMT -6
Azrael accepted the bread Eldrin handed him and watched as some strange plant started growing from all of the spilled potions.
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Mike/Garen
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Post by Mike/Garen on Jun 28, 2011 13:25:55 GMT -6
"Dammit Eldrin! Is there anything you won't steal?" Garen asked angrily.
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Eldrin/Vai
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Post by Eldrin/Vai on Jun 28, 2011 13:34:48 GMT -6
"Um..." Eldrin said, thinking seriously about this question. He thought for several minutes... then got bored. "Dammit Eldrin! Is there anything you won't steal?" He said, mimicking Garen's voice perfectly. He stared at Garen, copying the other's expression for a moment, then burst out laughing. "I stole your voice!" He said in a mocking sing-song voice.
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Azrael/Iris
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Post by Azrael/Iris on Jun 28, 2011 13:35:27 GMT -6
"He'd steal a rupee off a dead man's eye."Azrael commented, watching as the strange plant grew teeth and seemed to look at Azrael. Azrael picked up a nearby twig and started to poke the plant.
Torak watched with a mild intrest. "Are the others awake yet?" He asked Garen.
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Post by Iona on Jun 28, 2011 14:40:50 GMT -6
Aetis watches the sunlight stream in brighter and deeper into the room through the window as the morning grew later. Iona was a balled form under the covers, sleeping as the dead might. He flicks his tongue at her. She didn't even twitch. Hungry, he waited patiently until she woke up or somebody with more limbs hard her out of the room.
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Post by Iona on Jun 28, 2011 14:44:28 GMT -6
(hauled not hard)
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Post by Argoth/Maximus on Jun 28, 2011 15:32:27 GMT -6
(Hey Iona, there is a tab thingy you can click right above your latest post thats labeld 'modify' if there is something you want to change. Just thought I'd let you know.)
Argoth rolled over on his bed to face the window. Sunlight poured in and drenched his face in it. He cracked his eye open a bit and realized he should get up but hadn't the will to do so. So he rolled back over and waited for someone to come and get him.
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Post by Faro/Blade on Jun 28, 2011 21:16:38 GMT -6
"I'm up," Blade said, walking into the shop. "I tried to get Argoth up, but he wouldn't budge."
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Mike/Garen
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Post by Mike/Garen on Jun 29, 2011 17:32:13 GMT -6
"Wait here. I'll try, you probably didn't hit him hard enough." Garen suggested. He set off for the inn and found Argoth's room. The door creaked when opened and the floor boards were quite noisy as well, but that did not shake Argoth from sleep. Garen stood over him in his bed. Garen took out his axe, flipped it to the non-bladed end, and beat Argoth in the chest with the end of the hilt. "Wake up, buttercup." Garen joked.
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Azrael/Iris
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Post by Azrael/Iris on Jun 29, 2011 18:45:27 GMT -6
Azrael broke off a bit of his bread and fed it to the now fully grown venus fly trap-like plant that had grown from the spilled potions. It had a large head that was red and had white spots with big white lips and it was supported by a green stem with a leaf on each side of the stem.
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Post by Iona on Jun 29, 2011 20:10:25 GMT -6
Aetis glared scathingly at Iona. The sun was high in the sky, and she still slept. He stood over here, having flicked his tongue at her seemingly for centuries. His belly rumbled, if not roared for food. He had wrapped himself around a limb and contricted it to numb it. He had hissed and hissed. He had smacked her with the base of his tail. And still got nothing from his slumbering companion. He then slid under the covers.
There, Iona slept as sweetly as a newborn lamb, but as deeply as a thousand year old corpse. Aetis flicked his tongue. And got nothing. He nudged her. No response. He hissed. Still nothing. He slapped her face with his tail savagely. She fell back from the impact, her cheek bleeding with a cut, and she scowled. He started up exictedly. But her face smoothed out and she continued to sleep. He hissed in frustration and side winded out violently.
Back on the bedpost, he listened to his stomach grumble and sulked. He could open the door, but couldn't in his wildest dreams unlock it. Damn humans and their locks and keys! He wondered if will power alone would bring in somebody to throw his lazy companion out of bed and allow him to go eat. He remembered seeing this chubby little kid running among those infernal chickens and considered eating him. The thought occupied him for a while longer.
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Azrael/Iris
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Post by Azrael/Iris on Jun 29, 2011 20:24:21 GMT -6
Torak gazed up at the sun and watched it as it slowly rose in the sky. Sweet violin music was coming from somewhere...sounded like from the inn. It was soon joined by what seemed a trumpet and a set of drums.
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