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Post by hippiesoul on Jan 23, 2003 14:26:49 GMT -5
"How's my home town like? Oh, just a bunch of farms, really..." Cyra said, giggling in the end.
"I'm not fully human blood, either. Well, my parents were both humans, but many generations ago, in my mother's side, there is Dwarven blood. I don't mind it, though. It's made us thougher and our life is longer!
"But it is a pity that you got treated that way, and by your own family. Some people just don't understand difference..." Cyra sighed and finished her second drink of the night.
"You found a horse outside? A magical one, too!" Cyra exclaimed when she heard the coment about the animal. "I travel with a horse, too. His name is Foreigner. My father, who gave him to me, named him like that because he was a gift from a kind foreigner who visited our village one day. That brown horse is the friendliest I've ever met, and he was also the best in our entire village. My father was extremely kind when he said I could take him..." Cyra was invaded by a certain melancholy because of the memories of her family. She was homesick ever since she stepped out the village's boarders.
"However, what you tell me about that witch is quite odd. Was there any reason for her to cast the curse on you? Is there a way to break it?"
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Post by mushroom on Jan 23, 2003 15:02:03 GMT -5
Tia looked at the elf curiously. The people of her homeland were not kind to those like humans but not human, such as elves, and she'd been rather sheltered during her traveling until the others abandoned her. She hadn't seen many elves before, and never met one.
"Thank you," she replied, sitting down. "I'm Tia."
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Post by aerisangel01 on Jan 23, 2003 15:15:51 GMT -5
Aerisa drinked her hot cocoa, but noticed that it was not hot anymore. She looked all around the room and to those who entered.
"I'm bored, if only I could talk with someone..."
She noticed some lonely people, but most seemed to don't want to talk, and they were some "gang". They were already a lot, so she did'nt wanted to bother them.
"Pff... I will wait, for someone to came as I see!"
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Post by LDF on Jan 23, 2003 15:29:50 GMT -5
Tia looked at the elf curiously. The people of her homeland were not kind to those like humans but not human, such as elves, and she'd been rather sheltered during her traveling until the others abandoned her. She hadn't seen many elves before, and never met one. "Thank you," she replied, sitting down. "I'm Tia." "I'm Aeri, or Link," Link smiled, looking at her sword in the scabbard on a table. "I think I'll be leaving for a bit, to walk around outside, get some fresh air." Link walked over to door after picking her sword up, opening it and then walked a bit away. In the forest:  Link sighed, sitting in a tree a half-mile away from the tavern. She looked at the sky, sighing. |
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Post by calvinseviltwin on Jan 23, 2003 16:07:19 GMT -5
Xaiver had only nodded, returning back to doodling on his sketch. Morph turned into a mirror and got right in Xaiver's face, showing a face full of charcol.
"Thank you morph, but knock that off," he grunted waving the blob aside.
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Post by starchild1 on Jan 23, 2003 16:22:54 GMT -5
Gwen took out her hankerif. "Here, use this. It'll clean your face right up." She smiled at him and the others, bowing her head. Then she frowned and closed her hand around something. "Xavier, do you have magic?"
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Post by calvinseviltwin on Jan 23, 2003 16:24:29 GMT -5
Xaiver looked at her oldly for a moment as he reached for the hankerif. After pausing momentarily, as if to think of the answer he finally replied, "No, not that I'm aware of. Why do you ask?"
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Post by starchild1 on Jan 23, 2003 16:28:20 GMT -5
She slowly opened her hand, showing him what looked like a shinning white thread. "Because this is attached to you. Its magic of some kind. I've never seen it before. Morph doesn't even have it."
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Post by calvinseviltwin on Jan 23, 2003 16:29:49 GMT -5
"Well Morph counts as scientific progress going boink. Literally," He snorted as the balll continued to boink around the room. He looks furtivly around the room.
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Post by starchild1 on Jan 23, 2003 16:37:33 GMT -5
"I know but Morph does have something." She looked at him oddly. "You're not exactly what you say you are, now are you?"
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Post by calvinseviltwin on Jan 23, 2003 16:40:41 GMT -5
He breathed heavily and only shook his head, not really wanting to elaborate.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 23, 2003 16:42:30 GMT -5
Johia comes back down in some looser clothes realising he has no need for sleep at this time. he looks at the currant scene.
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Post by starchild1 on Jan 23, 2003 16:46:12 GMT -5
Gwen sighed and patted his arm. "Sorry. But I'm not exactly what I seem eithier." She thought for a moment. "Um, maybe I am- I don't know what you think I am."
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Post by calvinseviltwin on Jan 23, 2003 16:47:04 GMT -5
"And frankly I don't know what you think I am, so why don't you enlighten me?"
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Post by starchild1 on Jan 23, 2003 16:52:23 GMT -5
Gwen leaned on her elbows. "You're not human, faerie or elf, thats for sure. You may look like one, but you're not. Not a dwarf or a giant- your height would be differnt. You're something else altogether- something one doesn't normally see. Plus, an artist. Maybe you can write too. But whatever you are, you've worked hard to get to this point, and will contince to do so." She felt the table with her finger. "Am I close?"
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