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Dec 22, 2014 2:53:55 GMT
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Post by canas on Dec 22, 2014 2:53:55 GMT
''Im gonna go out on a limb here and say she would have known if things went badly from you guys being here.'' He hooked one of the golden wires with a finger and inspected it. ''My question, though: if youre the best seer in two hundred years, why are you sitting in a box instead of out in the world where you can be of use?''
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Post by Nobody on Dec 22, 2014 3:44:55 GMT
She looked at Cultus. "You have a knack for touching things you shouldn't." She turned back to Charlotte and Ezra. "You're here because this is where you'll receive your Artifacts, as the chosen of your gods. You too," she said to Aoife.
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Dec 22, 2014 4:10:50 GMT
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Post by sunter on Dec 22, 2014 4:10:50 GMT
Charlotte slapped Cultus' hand away from the wire before continuing. "And that makes five cho-" she paused, hands dropping to her sides. "Wait, how long have you had these artifacts?" Her voice gained a slight edge.
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Post by Nobody on Dec 22, 2014 4:20:04 GMT
"A few hundred years according to Alaric." She shrugged.
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Dec 22, 2014 4:34:15 GMT
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Post by LuciasFalkner on Dec 22, 2014 4:34:15 GMT
At first, what she said didn't register in her mind. After being ignored this entire time, her mind had wandered to other places to occupy herself. However, she did ultimately realize that the woman had been looking at her when she had spoken to another. "Me too? W-wait a second, you can't honestly mean...?"
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Dec 22, 2014 4:38:37 GMT
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Post by sunter on Dec 22, 2014 4:38:37 GMT
"Congratulations chosen of Morrigan." Charlotte stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder. Her head turned upward. "You guys are something." She said. "Real pieces of work." She added under her breath.
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Post by Nobody on Dec 22, 2014 4:40:44 GMT
Alaric frowned. "I do not appreciate blasphemy, especially here in Corinthia's presence."
Corinthia shook her head. "It's fine, Alaric."
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Dec 22, 2014 4:50:37 GMT
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Post by LuciasFalkner on Dec 22, 2014 4:50:37 GMT
"So... I'm... I'm really a chosen?" Aoife stuttered. She couldn't believe her ears. It was one thing to be chosen, but to be chosen by her patron Goddess somehow felt even more honorable. Nonetheless, she was stunned, to say the least.
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Post by Nobody on Dec 22, 2014 5:03:40 GMT
"Yes. Now if you'll all wait just a moment, I'll grab you your Artifacts."
Corinthia reached out to one of the golden cords and plucked it, producing a sweet note. She began playing a strange melody, the one she had been humming earlier. The cords began to glow with light, and the hole in the ceiling gently brightened. After a moment the light was almost blinding. It flashed once and faded. On the ground in front of Corinthia were three objects: a very plain mask with a simple eye inscribed on it, a floral hairpin and a red ring shaped like an anvil. Ezra whistled appreciatively.
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Dec 22, 2014 5:07:30 GMT
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Post by sunter on Dec 22, 2014 5:07:30 GMT
A twinge of guilt poked at Charlotte. She replaced what we she was feeling with happiness. "It's a great honor. I'm sure you'll continue to carry yourself with the grace and dignity that Morrigan expects of one of her own." she could feel the magic emanating from the artifacts. "I suggest taking the pin."
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Dec 22, 2014 5:16:50 GMT
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Post by LuciasFalkner on Dec 22, 2014 5:16:50 GMT
Aoife looked at the artifacts for a moment. She was still in disbelief. She wasn't a fighter, nor had she ever seen herself as one. She decided that she had to accept it and reached for the hairpin. She plucked it off the ground and instantly, she could feel the amount of latent magic power emanating from it. With a breath, she did her best to properly apply the accessory without a mirror. Once it sat nearly in her hair, she stepped back and didn't say a word.
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Post by Nobody on Dec 22, 2014 18:07:30 GMT
Ezra picked up the ring. "So this is why we're here, Charlotte? You couldn't just say it the third time I asked?" He muttered something about seers and put it on his right ring finger.
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Dec 22, 2014 19:21:20 GMT
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Post by canas on Dec 22, 2014 19:21:20 GMT
''That would be a bit to simple for prophecy wouldnt it?'' He plucked one of the golden strings. ''Now that you all are officially errand boys for the gods, whats next?''
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Post by Nobody on Dec 22, 2014 19:48:01 GMT
Corinthia shrugged. "That's not really up to me. I can't just predict the future. Seeing is like following a leaf down a river, Cultus. I can look further down the river and try and figure out which branch the leaf will flow down, but I'm not always right. And if I go too many paths down the river, I lose the leaf. Sometimes something takes the leaf out of the river and changes it's course. And there are sometimes where I can't see the leaves at all. Things operating outside of the rivers I see."
Ezra cocked his head to one side. "I don't get it."
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Dec 22, 2014 20:03:58 GMT
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Post by canas on Dec 22, 2014 20:03:58 GMT
''Basically, its just an admission that prophecy is pointless.'' He summarized for ezra as he plucked a few more strings, sending some power down them this time.
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