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Post by Keppler on Jan 7, 2014 17:40:10 GMT 8
`` KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH !! `` Sylvia let's out a high pitched scream as she looks at the destroyed church, Her eyes full of anger, sadness and shock as she holds onto her cheeks `` WHAAAT, WHY!!!, WHO DID THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!`` She screams asking, obviously very disturbed.
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Post by luthien on Jan 7, 2014 19:13:36 GMT 8
Valandil growled. "Tch. I should have had finished the job in the forest when I still had the chance," he muttered, putting his bow back. His eyes stopped glowing, and he sighed.
"I won't stray 'way from our lil' adventure, Val," Fiorex said, trying to reassure him. "I told you we'd go through this hellride together."
Valandil scoffed, somewhat in a brotherly way, and started walking towards the front of the church, Fiorex following him.
"O-Oi!" a small voice called out, "Wait up, you flimps!" Aaren stood up, and started to run towards them, her gauntlet still attached onto her arm.
"Aaren?" Fiorex looked at the young girl in surprise, her face all pouting and what not.
"I wanna go on 'n adventure, too!" she said in a rather demanding tone, yet excited all the same.
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Post by Keppler on Jan 7, 2014 19:37:51 GMT 8
Sylvia approaches a hooded person and grabs him by his shoulders, ignoring the fact that his other arm is artifical. `` WHAT, HAPPENED?!!!!!!!! `` Sylva screams at him, Her eyes full of hatred.
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Post by luthien on Jan 7, 2014 19:41:32 GMT 8
"Oi! Watch your lil' mouth, you downy toffer," Aaren snarled. "I'd have the pigs take you in ruffles back into wearing the ol' broad arrows!" She raised her gauntlet up at him, its gems glowing with weird, green-glowing energy. Fiorex stopped her before she could shoot.
"Are you coming or not, Aaren?" Fiorex tried to divert the situation, pushing Aaren towards where Valandil was walking --which was apparently, the academy.
"Maybe you should keep you should keep quiet for a while," Fiorex whispered. "Don't make such a ruckus, okay?" He ruffled the girl's spiky, ash-blonde hair, before walking back to Valandil's side.
"Fine," Aaren pouted, "I won't hurt anyone."
"For now, that is."
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Post by Dawg on Jan 7, 2014 20:44:20 GMT 8
Collete leaves just as the man leaves, silently cursing herself for not killing him now. Well, she cant kill him now. It would look bad for her. She sighs and looks at the damage done.
"I will kill whoever did this... Their death will be slow... agonizingly painful..."
She turns and helps in the casualties.
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Post by xing on Jan 8, 2014 18:32:16 GMT 8
Xing walked around leisurely. He took this assignment of searching for the Silk House's daughter lightly. After all, shouldn't the child be able to fend for her own now? Lenaria seemed to be much of a pleasant place. That is, until the great explosion that shocked the Church grounds. Xing rushed to check the place; his noble nature drove him to do it invariably. He could not stand to see the citizenry, even if they were not from his own nation, suffer. He saw a Lenarian woman, who had her golden hair coiled up in a braid. She seemed to be the one in charge. He decided to question her about matters, and how he may possibly help in the recovery.
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Post by Keppler on Jan 8, 2014 20:01:28 GMT 8
Sylvia kneels down on the ground, looking really awfully shocked as she faces the ruins. She starts to hyperventilate.
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Post by Dawg on Jan 8, 2014 20:28:50 GMT 8
She notices a new face among the crowds. He's not doing much to disguise his foreign appearance; judging from his clothes, she is almost certain he's a North Nirvanan.
Why would a North Nirvanan be here at this time?
She watches him among the crowds, while her men bustle about, tending to the citizens.
What are you going to do?
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Post by Keppler on Jan 8, 2014 20:50:45 GMT 8
Sylvia plops on the ground, crying loudly just besides a Corpse of a Priest.
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Post by xing on Jan 8, 2014 23:49:03 GMT 8
Xing stood before the Lenarian woman. "What has been going on here?" He asked. Then, he offered: "Perhaps I may be able to help you. I could not help but notice the deplorable state of your people, and would like to render your land at least some sort of service for its hospitality. I may not be particularly skilled, but I do believe that I could contribute to the productivity of your efforts." He bowed gracefully.
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Post by luthien on Jan 9, 2014 0:01:06 GMT 8
"Wait, wait, guys!" Aaren said, patting her jeans for something. "Blasted--" she growled, before running back to the crowded church scene, leaving the two by the fields.
She weaved through the large crowd filled with moans of utter despair. She couldn't pass through easily, and if I can recall, even jumped over a dog. Sweat rolling down her cheeks, she hoped -she prayed that it was still there without a scratch or broken -or anything.
Suddenly, she bumps into a familiar blonde-haired woman.
"Ow!" she grumbled, rubbing her cheek in pain.
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Post by Luca on Jan 9, 2014 0:32:12 GMT 8
Luca stood from where he was, visibly exhausted after healing numerous others. He wipes the sweat on his forehead, and then slumps tired on a rock. He searches for those who have earlier come with him to this place- the blonde haired Lenarian was busy, the small boyish girl bumped into her, and the two Wiken... Luca decided to look for them, to ask them what presumably he could do next. Up until now, he did not understand why Nature has so willed him to go here, and Wikenkind were the closest to Nature. Perhaps they could understand him? He doubted it. Still, being Wiken is a lot different from being human.
"Excuse me," he started, directing this to Valandil and Fiorex. "But what are we going to do next?... Also, who was that peculiar man from awhile ago? I assumed him to be your enemy back in the forest, but...." He trailed off. He was clearly confused about recent matters. His Dark life in Wiken was nothing compared to the curious incidents that he had so far encountered in Lenaria.
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Post by Dawg on Jan 9, 2014 18:25:10 GMT 8
"Ah... Well if you wish too-" Suddenly a young boy bumps into her. She looks down, and notices that it's Aaren. "Hey, what's wrong? I thought you were with Fluffy and Legolas?"
She remembers that she was talking to the North Nirvanan. "Oh! Forgive me for ignoring you for a moment. Uhm... You can help us calm the citizens down, or perhaps you may be able to gather intelligence about the explosion."
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Post by Dartanian on Jan 20, 2014 1:08:55 GMT 8
A Lenarian soldier approaches the group of people. "Excuse me, Sir's and Madam's this is a restricted area. May I redirect you to some place safer?"
(omg omg yay! my first post! Shaaaarrrrrr! :DDDD)
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Post by xing on Jan 26, 2014 0:03:04 GMT 8
Xing nodded. "I shall do what you have recommended" He bowed, rather formally, to the Lenarian woman. He proceeded to help the people. It was beyond him to do any magical healing, but he could help move away some of the littered debris. Manual labor was something he was quite used to, given all the training he had in the mountains of the North. He stood, considering the new soldier's words. However, he felt that the Lenarian lady was of a higher position, and ignored the other one's instruction. He helped pull a child from the rubble and set the kid on the grass. The boy eyed him weirdly, but Xing did not mind. He pat the child on the back, and turned to check on others who may require his assistance.
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