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Post by Deleted on Mar 26, 2003 1:34:40 GMT -5
"Sometimes that is for the best, but I actually am more protected in my normal form, flight is a good thing to have. I have no worries of anything bad happening to me at the moment..." Mera sais looking back down at him.
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Post by calvinseviltwin on Mar 26, 2003 16:17:00 GMT -5
Brooke nods and murmers slightly. A few thoughts going through her head. But seeing that nothing is what it appears to be, she understands Mera's reasoning. "Which part of the country are you from? Or you a forigneer?"
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Post by hoztile17 on Mar 26, 2003 16:35:55 GMT -5
"I could ask you the same thing, but I have the feeling you wouldn't tell me, so let's just leave it at that? Shall we?" Mera was undercover, she didn't want to say too much. She knew she was safe, but was unsure that Brooke was. She dug into her pocket and pulled out a book.
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Post by LDF on Mar 26, 2003 18:18:00 GMT -5
"I could ask you the same thing, but I have the feeling you wouldn't tell me, so let's just leave it at that? Shall we?" Mera was undercover, she didn't want to say too much. She knew she was safe, but was unsure that Brooke was. She dug into her pocket and pulled out a book. OOC: o.O Is that you, Merato? IOC: The stranger sighed, looking at the others. All oi call tell ye now is that oim called The Foreigner in some parts. No, me voice ain't this bad in real life... the Foreigner muttered, shaking there head. Can't tell ye much, not now, not 'ere... Too much stuff goin' on... |
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Post by calvinseviltwin on Mar 26, 2003 20:42:08 GMT -5
Brooke's eyes turn to the cloaked figure and rasies an eyebrow. "What exactly do you mean by that?"
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Post by LDF on Mar 26, 2003 20:49:35 GMT -5
Aye, I'm much more, err... literate when not in hiding... the Foreigner mutters, a completely different voice emerging from their mouth. It's just fake, ye see, so I won't become captured. That king in the north, he wants me dead, for some reason, but I only stole a bit of gold from him. Just to give to me friend, he couldn't pay his ol' taxes. The king, he uses a lot of taxes... they stop to shake their head. And so I'm in hiding, and that means I could be captured at any moment. So I'm on the run, I guess. They gulp, than put on their fake voice once again See, oi don't norm'ly talk like this, just a fake voice, ye see.
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Post by calvinseviltwin on Mar 26, 2003 20:53:22 GMT -5
Brooke nods and runs her right paw through her headfur. "I can plainly understand. My tribe was quiet demotratic... well untill." she stops suddenly.
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Post by LDF on Mar 26, 2003 20:57:48 GMT -5
Until when? the Foreigner asks, looking at Brooke in an anxious sort of way. Democratic? Eh, don't know what that means... they say, chuckling lightly before looking back at Brooke.
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Post by calvinseviltwin on Mar 26, 2003 21:06:56 GMT -5
Brooke let's out a low glare. "Look my tribe got a bad rep cause my father didn't rule with an iron fist. Thought he was a 'softie'. Espically that darn Redfletch tribe. My father was FROM that tribe. He didn't agree with them. They were cannibles. Masters at torture. At age 16 he ran away and began the Moonclaw village until last week it was destroyed by the Redfletch tribe!" she sighs and leans her head against the tree. "I was the only one that survived."
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Post by LDF on Mar 26, 2003 21:09:46 GMT -5
That is bad, they say, shaking their head. Prob'ly was cause of yer father, they thought he betrayed 'em.... maybe... they say, in barely a whisper. So no one survived? No one 'cept you?
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Post by calvinseviltwin on Mar 26, 2003 21:13:26 GMT -5
"No. They saw him as a "Good Beast". And rumours had been spreading for years. We were a highly advanced tribe in technology. (think star wars meets the medival time period in Brooke's village!) Thought we involved ourselves with witchcraft and that steamy dung. They set the frigin place ablaze. I was out for a night time walk like always. I didn't have enough guts to go and try and help. I should have. Everything was destroyed and burnt to the ground. gosh darn it!"
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Post by Deleted on Mar 29, 2003 5:09:07 GMT -5
OOC: That one post wasn't mine...
IOC:"Me, I come from the land of Tisitan far to the south. I travel much, and have come to these lands of late. Even though I am wanted for no crimes, or anything of the like, I still have a good deal of enimies who would like to see my head on their platter." Mera chuckles at that slightly. "One or two have come close, but most are not even ready for what they are taking on. It's hard to chase after one who can change their form almost at will."
Mera looked down at Brooke, face solumn. "The pain of havine one's homeland is not unknown by me. It is a deep enough hurt without the fact that you also lost those that were close to you. The hurt will never leave, but you must not let grief take over you. Believe me on that measure..."
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Post by calvinseviltwin on Mar 29, 2003 11:36:17 GMT -5
Brooke sighs and runs her fingers through her headfur sadly. "It's just too sudden. I try to forget, or move on. But it haunts my dreams and my very thought."
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Post by LDF on Mar 31, 2003 9:51:45 GMT -5
Brooke sighs and runs her fingers through her headfur sadly. "It's just too sudden. I try to forget, or move on. But it haunts my dreams and my very thought." Even though you have lost 'em, they will still be in yer memory... the Foreigner muttered quietly, closing their eyes in thought. The fact that you shall no longer see them will not leave your heart, but it will always exist around you, even in you. They open their eyes, looking over at Brooke and Mera. |
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Post by calvinseviltwin on Mar 31, 2003 16:05:39 GMT -5
Brooke sighs and shakes herhead for a moment to regain composuer. "Yeah, you're right."
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