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Post by samman322 on Feb 6, 2005 20:47:17 GMT -5
(Oh, sorry for that inconvinience... It is Satar Shipyard, there is no Darkin Shipyard.)
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Post by Zylaa on Feb 7, 2005 18:33:52 GMT -5
Dydri had left the town late, but the night didn't bother her at all. She decided to walk through the night until she found the place where the man she thought was a pirate had camped. She had nothing better to do.
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Post by Chris on Feb 7, 2005 19:02:26 GMT -5
Chris stops polishing. darn it!
((Ya the Queen of Poke of here! *poke*))
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Post by misslynx on Feb 7, 2005 19:30:29 GMT -5
((Ah, s'okay, everyone makes mistakes...
Hallo again, King of Poke…*pokes Chris*))
A human girl apparently nineteen years old walked along the path leading to Satar City, her curly blonde hair tied back in a messy ponytail. Normally, she would have taken the time to take out all the tangles and tied it carefully so no strands of hair got in her face, but she had left her home village, the one near the Satar shipyard, in a hurry and thought that fussing over her hair in her current situation would be a waste of time.
The teenage girl didn't seem to carry any weapons. In fact, she seemed pretty defenceless; she wore a dirty white blouse, brown skirts and what looked like a fan tucked in her thin leather belt. She seemed like a normal peasant, but her 'fan' was really made of sharp blades that she could throw and manipulate with expertise. She had been reluctant to learn how to use it when her father first gave it to her, but as soon as she started, she loved using the weapon and became an expert at it. It was just about the only thing she liked that wasn't too feminine; Kalitarin Fawlon, or Kali, was the type of girl who spent her days flirting with men just a few years older than her, and it drove her parents nuts that she didn't think about anything else.
Kali had a twin sister that looked like the exact opposite of her: Orliane Fawlon. Orli, as she had been nicknamed, was the girl who hung out with boys, but thought of them as pals, not possible boyfriends. Every time Kali mentioned kissing or dating one of her friends, Orli would produce fake gagging sounds and beg her to stop talking about 'snogging' with her comrades.
Kali had left her home right after her parents had given her a speech about how she should think about things other than flirting and that she should grow up. The teenage girl had stormed out of the house after grabbing a few of her personal belongings and throwing them in a bag.
That'll serve them right... she thought grudgingly, Just because Orli is my twin sister, doesn't mean I have to be as ambitious as her. There's more than a different name to us, and they should know...
Her parents had, indeed, mentioned that she should be ‘more like her sister’; Orli was planning on becoming a horse breeder, like her father. Kali didn’t tolerate the fact that her parents even dared compare her to her sister; she had always been used to being the one in the spotlight, because of her beauty and charm, and Orli the one standing in her shadow, the shy little 'tomboy'. Now that Orli got all the praise, she was fuming.
Kali finally got out of her thoughts and noticed it was night time. She shivered; she hated sleeping out alone in the woods.
Should've thought of that before leaving, she told herself, But it's too late now. I'm not going back.
Kali noticed what seemed like a fire. She approached the light and got to a small clearing. “Hallo!” she told the person/people sitting by the fire, trying to sound cheerful. “Mind if I sleep here for the night? I’m not going to steal your things or anything, I just don’t like being alone in the woods.”
((Eh…I’m not sure whether it’s person or people, since Kairon went out hunting and I’m not sure if you made him come back and…yeah.
And that was…long. o.o; Sorry.))
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Post by Zylaa on Feb 7, 2005 20:38:14 GMT -5
((Wow.)) Green eyes glowed in the campfire light momentarily, then dissapeared. A few minutes later, Dydri wandered in, eyes aimlessly darting. They fell on Kari, and Dydri seemed to come down to earth. "Who are you?" she asked.
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Post by Chris on Feb 7, 2005 20:42:08 GMT -5
((... *prod*))
Chris tenses slightly. More people wasn't good for him.
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Post by samman322 on Feb 7, 2005 21:43:00 GMT -5
"Sure, I could use some company," said Kairon. "Especially a pretty young girl such as yourself." He glanced around. "It seems as if many people have come here. Have a seat, girl."
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Post by Chris on Feb 8, 2005 0:20:36 GMT -5
Chris sighs as he waited for an oppertunity to catch Kairon in the act.
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Post by misslynx on Feb 8, 2005 7:28:28 GMT -5
"Thanks." she said, smiling to the man. She sat down, then looked at the girl. "Kalitarin Fawlon. I'm the daughter of Edwyn Fawlon, the horse breeder." she said.
Of course, Kali knew the dangers of sitting at a fire with people she didn't even know the names of, but she didn't care. She'd been yelled at by her parents countless times about how she should be careful of who she hung out with and she didn't give a hoot about it either. If things got dangerous, she could always take out her blade-fan.
"So...What are your names?" she asked the two strangers, putting a hand on her fan absent-mindedly.
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Post by samman322 on Feb 8, 2005 18:28:49 GMT -5
"I'm Kairon," he said.
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Post by Chris on Feb 8, 2005 18:41:35 GMT -5
Chris puts his head against the tree next to him. Drowzy he dozes off.
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Post by Zylaa on Feb 8, 2005 19:49:56 GMT -5
" Name's Dydri."
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Post by misslynx on Feb 8, 2005 19:58:57 GMT -5
"Well, pleased to meet you." said Kali, smiling. She wasn't really in a good mood, but Kali had a philosophy that if she tried to be happy, she'd be happy. "Well, as I already said before, my name is Kalitarin, but you can just call me Kali..."
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Post by Zylaa on Feb 8, 2005 20:39:46 GMT -5
"I will then. I'm sorry to be a bother, but does anyone have a little bit of food they could spare? It slipped my mind to buy some at the shipyard."
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Post by samman322 on Feb 8, 2005 21:43:53 GMT -5
Kairon reached into his pack and broke off a piece of bread. "I'm sorry I can't give you any more than this," he said, "but it's a long way to Satar City and just in case I can't find any game on the way I want to reserve my food." He handed her the bread.
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