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Prufalas Devoncroix Vice Captain
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 Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 3:30 pm
Aracela in cloak of her uncle placed her head against the door. Her mind was flooded with memories not of her own. She should be in seclusion, but for now she would disappear.
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 10:40 am
She looked opened the shop door and peered in. She saw the owner of the shop and something in her blood sang, in immediate recognition, She knew her, but she had never met her before. She wandered to the herb display and looked through more valerian, and her eyes looked up meeting hers.
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Prufalas Devoncroix Vice Captain
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Karrihm Corigne Annelos Crew
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 9:09 pm
A gust of wind blows through the door and a small drawing of Kira materializes on Kira's desk, with a small signature in the corner reading, Your love.
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 2:20 pm
She gathered a few items and placed Lira down in payment and left quietly.
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Prufalas Devoncroix Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 1:49 am
*A tired and weary feline walks into the building and flumps into a chair. picking up the picture from her desk, she smiles and admires it for the beauty captured so realistically. She then leans her head against the wall and passes out*
((Sorry for the extended absence. School and finals and work are all getting in the way of me being here more. I miss you all!))
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 8:04 pm
--Next day.--
Adenar walks in his usual trench coat non-existent due to the overbearing heat of the day. Instead he was clothed in a dark brown leather vest and a white long sleeve shirt accompanied with pants of a fine black cloth. Hies civilian clothes carefully helped him hide his officer status while still showing off his physical strength and his sharp sense of style.
( razz )
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Karrihm Corigne Annelos Crew
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Posted: Wed Mar 10, 2010 12:46 am
Demetri walked into the shop and grabbed his potions and walked up to the front counter and smiled seeing that the store owner was tired before setting down his payment and began to walk out the door noticing the same man who brought him to devoncroix with maxion.
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Posted: Wed Mar 10, 2010 10:31 pm
((lol whut? i so didnt catch that))
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Karrihm Corigne Annelos Crew
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Posted: Thu Mar 11, 2010 10:47 am
*An amethyst eye opens lazily and focuses on the stranger at the door*
Greetings, and salutations. Sorry i'm not more Present. It's been a long week.
*She turns her eyes to Aden*
Hello darling, my goodness do you look delicious.
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 10:06 pm
Entering through the door he took in a deep breath. Mentally he noted to himself that such a breath in a place so full of various potion ingredients with some having far more than a single side-effect and purpose could be near-hazardous for a lycan's sharp senses. Fortunately with his present level of perception adjusted to a near-human level he didn't feel any different a person inhaling the smell of freshly-poured tea would.
At a casual pace with the leatherbound notebook held by the side of his body he walked between the table and the bookshelves, admiring the objects on both. The room was quite well-hidden, yet he now felt that his attention has brought about a proper reward. His shades removed and placed in the chest-pocket of his jacket he observed the spines of books with dark brown eyes. Turning around in a fashion much similar to that of a person taking a graceful turn in a dance he now looked down at the various potion ingredients.
"Hmmm, silver clover. Frequently used to remove projectiles from wounds when dilluted. Also as a strong anesthetic when the extract's concentration rate is increased..." He murmured to himself, moving his glance away from the tiny round silvery leaves layed out on the table and on to the next ingredient. "Scarberry. Greatly increases cell-growth rate for a short amount of time, allowing for quicker regeneration. With the natural regeneration rate of a lycan this means near-instant cicatrization of most non-lethal wounds..." His next comment was at the sight of a strange round fruit with strangely wrinkled skin.
Thus he proceeded to examine most of the ingredients present, seeming to have at least basic knowledge concerning most of them, yet pausing from time to time to open his book and take a note. At those times a golden fountain pen decorated with sophisticated etching would appear in his other hand almost the way a magic wand appears in the hand of a magician. Expectedly he would make a few sketches and notes on every object left without comment and thus without reliable information at his disposal.
Finally seeming to find himself at a limit of a travelling freelancer's know-how he raised his head with the half-open notebook still resting in his palm. "My apologies, but who might be in charge of this particular place on Devoncroix grounds?" He asked, his attention now switched from the inanimate to the sentient beings in the room. Quite possibly by now his behavior must have shocked some of those present. Yet so far he had yet to demonstrate anything aside from his being captivated by the arcane of which he seemed to have a fair share of knowledge. He was an average-looking person with a notebook and an apparently normal albeit beautiful pen. Was he merely a scholar...?
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Karrihm Corigne Annelos Crew
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Posted: Thu Mar 18, 2010 7:04 pm
Aden took a few moments to look at Kira, entranced by her beauty, even with the mask of fatigue she wore.
As do you... though I worry for you, are you well?
Looking over at the stranger who had addressed the room Aden smiled and gestured to Kira. His hand reached behind him and without looking Aden tossed the reagent on the shelf he knew was there. "You missed this." The the bottle contained a dried brown root that closely resembled a vine. "Illak Root, often used as a poison or a healing agent, depending on the section of the root used. More effective in lesser doses, as the body tends to reject higher concentrations. When crushed and rubbed over the meat of a kill, it can preserve the meat better than salt even in hot weather." He smiled, as a recent student of alchemy he did his best to find uses for the more uncommon plants in the forest. "And Kira here is the person you seek."
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Posted: Fri Mar 19, 2010 12:58 am
*Kira smiles sweetly*
I am fine, dearest. Just... Worn. My flowers help so little lateley. I think i need a vacation from life.
*She then turns her eyes to the stranger, and draws herself up. Standing proudly, and holding herself up on the chair. She then speaks, her howondan accent coming through very clearly in her words*
"I own this place. I am Kira Mendenhall. The last remaining Mendenhall... For now."
*She shoots a quick and meaningful glance towards Aden*
"You know much of the herbs. At least, the common ones. I would doubt that you would know the Howondan Herbs. I would be happy to sit with you and discuss the more practical uses of Herbalism and Alchemy at length, when i feel better. For now, feel free to browse my stores and ask any questions you may have."
*She walks over to Adenar and leans against his chest, closing her eyes in relief*
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Posted: Fri Mar 19, 2010 2:47 pm
He chuckled slightly as the Devoncroix member mentioned a root he's missed. "Fair enough..." He said simply. It was then that the owner of this place made herself known. "Mendelhall?" He asked to confirm with a note of genuine interest in his voice. "I'd best remember to question you on the matter when you are feeling better then. Hopefully it wouldn't be inconvenient?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 20, 2010 12:18 am
"Never an inconvenience to educate a mind that wants to know"
*kira opens her eyes slowly, and then closes them just as slowly*
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Posted: Sat Mar 20, 2010 1:18 am
"I am certain I'll be able to reward you with a "thank you" lesson..." He mused, attention now switched to the individuals in the room. "I take it the range of species for the lycans of Devoncroix is somewhat broader and goes beyond the canine?" Tsu asked, flipping his pen between his fingers, making it briefly turn into a circular golden blur.
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