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Post by The Silent Orator on Oct 30, 2007 0:33:26 GMT -5
Skye thought for a second. She eventually came to a decision. She looked at Veon and said, "I will gladly lend my abilities to assist you in your quest. It is the least I can do."
She paused for a second, before adding, "I'm not that good of a fighter, but I can heal people pretty well!"
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Post by Ninmast on Oct 30, 2007 11:52:46 GMT -5
"Never doubt the benefit of being one in the healing arts," Maxwell answered Skye's doubts. "Any one of us can bring harm to another living being. Far fewer of us can tend to their bodies and souls."
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Post by Kainus Maximus on Oct 30, 2007 18:02:42 GMT -5
"Veon, why do we need so many people, now this has gone from a simple group to a full blown crowd" Daristan muttered to Veon close to him.
"It will simply increase our chances, besides, the company here looks to be of much better company than half the party we have with us now." Veon said. He then took Maxwell's hand in a firm handshake of greeting.
"Right then, It seems that we are all here, I believe we can now return to the teller to see our next course of action."
"We are not all present." Daristan muttered under his breath. To which Veon gave a puzzling look, and then it hit him. Star was missing.
"Perhaps... she is already with the teller, we should go ask" Veon said as he began walking towards the teller's tent, Daristan calmly followed.
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Post by Kagetsuki on Oct 30, 2007 18:31:55 GMT -5
"Hmm?" Strife looked around curiously as he also began to follow after Veon and Daristan, raising an eyebrow. Well now. Star was missing, wasn't she? "My, you'd think the woman would report back to us..." This was muttered under his breath, and then he paused, tilting his head over on one side. He appeared to be in thought until he spoke again, still quite soft. "...Is that so? Thank you, Father. That is rather curious..."
Young Erie made her way along behind Strife not at all changed from how she'd been acting for the last hour or so. Her eyes were still downcast; her manner of moving still made her appear listless; her arms still hung limply at her sides. She did, however, speak now--though whether or not any of the others heard was based on how good their hearing was. For some it would be as though she'd said nothing. "Not here...not there..."
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Post by Kainus Maximus on Nov 14, 2007 19:25:47 GMT -5
(Oi, sorry about the long long wait, I was quite busy as of late, and updating this was unfortunately not on my top list of priorities, but since things have cleared up a bit, this will continue forward)
The group made their way to the teller's tent. As they entered, she could be seen ever so calmly shuffling, dealing, revealing, recovering and shuffling again repeatedly.
"You took longer than anticipated." The teller said, not looking up to them from behind her blindfold.
"There were some unavoidable circumstances that had forced themselves unto our path." Veon said in response. Then waited for a moment, before replying to the teller.
"Are thou not curious as to our new traveling companions teller?" He questioned, as she had said nothing about them.
"A good number of them I have already met, the rest, I'm sure you will introduce them to me, when the time is proper, however, at this moment, time is of the essence." The teller explained as she flipped over the cards once more.
"What do you mean?" Veon responded quietly. The teller then proceeded, to explain.
"Your companion with the bright hair, has been taken by the Iron Golem Endbringer." Veon gave a look of concern
"How is it that she dissapeared? She was perhaps one of the strongest here, more than capable of handling herself!" He questioned. The teller simply shook her haid.
"If you wish for her to remain in your group, among the living I would suggest you dont waste time with questions that are no longer important. The Iron Golem Endbringer, already has the piece of the ritual Airoar seeks, as well as one of your companions, I would proceed to this direction immediately." The Teller said, holding out a card, with scribbled instructions on it, the presumed hideout of the Iron Golem Endbringer. Veon quickly turned to leave, they would have to rely on the healers that were present in order to recover from their wounds...
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Post by Ninmast on Nov 14, 2007 23:17:53 GMT -5
Maxwell tensed as he listened to the terse exchange. There was another with the group. The member had been strong. And the member had been captured by this iron golem. He stayed silent for a time as he followed the others out, mulling the situation over. Normally, he'd say a golem wouldn't be too challenging, but things with Endbringer for a surname had a tendency to be rather more difficult.
It wasn't until Sparky pecked his ear a bit after leaving that he looked about at the others, seeing their injuries from some previous battle. He started making motions, but paused after a thought occurred to him. "Sir Paladin," he addressed ahead of him to Veon, "how long ahead does the destination seem to be by the instructions? I have a spell that could restore some of the group's wounds, but it's a bit tiring, and I'd rather not waste the magical energy if I won't have time to rest it back up."
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Post by Giant Brother on Nov 18, 2007 20:30:55 GMT -5
Cassandra overheard this, and while she didn't say anything right away, being a tad preoccupied with keeping a weary eye on Hubert, she did eventually speak up. "I'd be able to do some healing, and it probably won't be too tiring, unless we're carrying corpses with us." She called out to the two.
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Post by Kagetsuki on Nov 18, 2007 21:03:53 GMT -5
Strife let out a soft, restrained chuckle as the teller told her news, very obviously entertained by the situation, his eyes glittering and lips upturned in a tiny smirk. "Oh, Erie," He said as he followed Veon out of the tent, glancing back at his trudging sister sharply, "Erie, what do you make of this, hm? Your 'Liebe' is gone, taken, perhaps even dying."
"Hush, boy!" His sister had straightened, back straight and head held high. She'd nearly spat the words, venomous and irritated, and her lips were curled in a very near snarl. To most of the group, of course, this would only signify that her ghost had surfaced, but to the newer members it might have posed a surprise to see the meek and silent child suddenly become so...aggressive. It was gone in an instant, though; the next moment Erie's shoulders slumped and she continued trudging forward after a rather shocked Strife. He himself turned towards Daristan, scowling and then questioning, "And you, monk? How do you feel about this?"
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Post by The Silent Orator on Nov 19, 2007 16:13:13 GMT -5
Skye seemed rather tense during the whole conversation between Veon and the teller. She didn't really understand too much about what was going on, only having recently been brought into the struggle. However, it was a gut feeling inside her that convinced her conscience and mind that it was the right thing to do.
She got up to follow Veon as he turned quickly to leave. She looked around at the people with the injuries around her. After Cassandra made her offer to offer her healing services, she knew that she had to help as well. She said aloud to nobody in particular, "I would be honored to help out with the healing as well."
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Post by Giant Brother on Nov 19, 2007 17:03:02 GMT -5
Hubert swiveled his head towards Erie, somewhat confused by her outburst. However, he eventually peacefully moved his head towards her, sniffing her curiously. Eventually, the wyvern unleashed a large tongue and licked her on the cheek.
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Post by Red14 on Nov 19, 2007 19:49:34 GMT -5
Graham wasn't sure if he would join the group permanently but he decided it wouldn't hurt to be along for the ride. He followed Veon as he left the tent and asked "Who is this companion that was stolen from your company?"
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Post by Kagetsuki on Nov 20, 2007 1:00:12 GMT -5
Erie stiffened as the wyvern's tongue licked her cheek, and she said nothing for a long moment, simply trudging as she had been before. But she did eventually speak, mumbling uncertainly, "...Drache." It must have been some sort of greeting, though it was uttered in another language, as she inclined her head a little further down as she said it, like a sign of respect.
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Post by Kainus Maximus on Nov 20, 2007 2:25:12 GMT -5
Daristan simply humphed in response to Strife's question. "It's merely a further step to my goals, I merely need to be paitent and bide my time. As long as we hold on to what we have, I'm guessing Airoar isnt going to be going anywhere real soon" Daristan said, in a rather calm voice, to his reasoning, he had no need to be worried about possibly going off course.
Veon walked as he listened to the others, addressing them one by one. He turned and spoke in response to Maxwell first "The journey seems like it may take 2 days of travel. However, we seem to have plenty of healers now who can tend to our wounds for the trip ahead, so there be no need for you to waste thy energy." He reassured. He then responded to Skye and Cassandra
"Your healing arts would be more than welcome in our party." He nodded to them in a friendly tone, before turning to Graham. "A friend of ours has been taken, a young woman with vibrant hair, she was capable of much power, which is concerning as to how she was captured."
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Post by LotusBlackfire on Nov 20, 2007 23:12:42 GMT -5
Julis at hearing the mention of healing arts stepped forward,"Veon you do recall that i am a cleric correct?" Julis walked with the group not really paying to much attention to his surroundings
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