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Dec 21, 2014 4:01:07 GMT
Post by sunter on Dec 21, 2014 4:01:07 GMT
"Pick up the apce Ezra. I don't like this." She continued her brisk walk through the streets, surprisingly quick for somebody so small. At the rate they were going, they would reach the council shortly. Hopefully they would still be around.
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Post by Nobody on Dec 21, 2014 4:18:33 GMT
Alaric closed his eyes in concentration. Mezit began to glow faintly under the collar of his shirt. "We need to go down here." He grabbed the shirt of a man with long red hair. Ezra slapped at his hand.
"Hey, watch it man. We're not looking for trouble."
Alaric looked to Charlotte, and felt his rune resonate. "Follow me. She knows why." He headed towards the statues in the center of town, feeling the resonance grow stronger every step.
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Dec 21, 2014 4:23:06 GMT
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Post by LuciasFalkner on Dec 21, 2014 4:23:06 GMT
As she and Ezra walked, they passed a hooded man that seemed to be brandishing a rather odd sword that had no guard and a blade that was half near-pitch and half pure white.
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Adminius shot up out of bed, panting. "No!" He had jumped to his feet and was standing as if he were about to fight. When he saw his surroundings, he realized that he had been dreaming and calmed himself. "... Where am I?"
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Dec 21, 2014 4:38:51 GMT
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Post by sunter on Dec 21, 2014 4:38:51 GMT
"That was easy enough." Charlotte observed. There was an uneasy feeling that lingered in the air, though it could've been her imagination. All the same, her hood went up and she rested her hand on one of her daggers. "So where are we headed Alaric?"
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Post by Nobody on Dec 21, 2014 5:09:22 GMT
He said nothing at her use of his name. If she was strong enough to be able to see that, she was most likely Antevorta's chosen.
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Dec 21, 2014 6:09:09 GMT
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Post by sunter on Dec 21, 2014 6:09:09 GMT
"If I didn't know any better, I would say you're ignoring me." She picked up her footsteps at matched them with Alarics. 'You could at least try and make conversation."
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Post by Nobody on Dec 21, 2014 6:13:09 GMT
"Conversation is pointless, when you have a general idea of what will be said." He led them to the statute of Antevorta, a third eye carved into her forehead.
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Dec 21, 2014 6:20:28 GMT
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Post by LuciasFalkner on Dec 21, 2014 6:20:28 GMT
Aoife was standing there, looking at the statue. She seemed to be admiring it. She heard Alaric talking to the others and turned, surprised to see him. "Oh! Alaric! Didn't think I'd run into you here. Who are these two? Friends of yours?"
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Dec 21, 2014 6:30:08 GMT
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Post by sunter on Dec 21, 2014 6:30:08 GMT
She stopped in front of Alaric, whirling to face him and holding up a finger. "Who do you- I can't even" several sentences tried to form but none of them successful. Instead she turned to the statue and, consequently Aoife. "Charlotte. This is Ezra." she introduce the two do them without missing a beat.
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Dec 21, 2014 6:37:52 GMT
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Post by LuciasFalkner on Dec 21, 2014 6:37:52 GMT
"Oh. Well, Miss Charlotte. It's a pleasure. You, too, Ezra." She nodded to the red head. "My name is Aoife. " she introduced herself with a bow. "Alaric, did you pass by Adminius, by any chance? I know he said he had business to take care of, but..." She scrunched her nose a bit. "I can't imagine what it would be."
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Dec 21, 2014 6:55:03 GMT
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Post by canas on Dec 21, 2014 6:55:03 GMT
''Probably just headed out to get to know the place. Make surethe palace guards arent slackers. Polish a piece of armor. You know.'' He yawned as he laid back, using the foot of the goddess like a reclining chair. ''All the bodyguard stuff. Except actually being here. He left that for me to do today, apparently.''
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Post by Nobody on Dec 21, 2014 7:16:36 GMT
Alaric drew Inritus, pointing it to Cultus. "If you defile any of these monuments with your touch again, then it will be your blood washed from them, instead of those scuff marks." He sheathed the blade before turning to the statue again and kneeling. He pulled at an iron ring hidden as a groove in the floor, a great chain clanging up out of the floor. A section of stone slid aside, revealing a stone staircase. "I am sorry Cultus. My temper bested me." Alaric sighed.
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Dec 21, 2014 7:25:47 GMT
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Post by LuciasFalkner on Dec 21, 2014 7:25:47 GMT
She blinked. "What is this?"
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Dec 21, 2014 7:33:37 GMT
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Post by canas on Dec 21, 2014 7:33:37 GMT
''A secret passage, apparently. A deep... dark secret passage.'' He flipped a coin down the staircase, listening to the ping on the way down... He laid back again, being sure not to scuff the statue. ''I think i'll wait for you all here.'' He said tensely.
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Post by Nobody on Dec 21, 2014 7:40:55 GMT
"This is the Chamber of Echoes. It is where we are supposed to go. I do not think Cultus need enter if he does not wish, though it is a sight he will regret missing." Alaric started down the stairs.
Ezra leaned towards Charlotte. "Your the future person. How long is this whole mystery thing gonna go on?"
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