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 Posted: Sat May 26, 2007 6:38 pm
Damascos woke up quickly enough from the scream. Walking into the room he took only two sniffs of the air to know human and werewolves had been in it recently. It was a common strategy, sneak in as human servants, get at ones enemies, and get out in one night. He knew this plot well, as well as any warlord having used it before. Going down into the halls he began alerting his generals and having every non military being hunted down and interrogated. The Family itself was to tell all officers about the land as Damascos now turned the army over from a fighting force to a hunting party big enough to scour the world. The mounted riders were to track all trails coming and going from the castle and he himself was going to be waiting for a solid lead. Kigra in her rage would best be served interrogating any fools who tried to lie about this night.
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Posted: Sat May 26, 2007 8:45 pm
Nurses came into the room and tried their best to concole the Lady. But she was so outraged they couldn't get near her. She grabbed a jewlery box and chucked it across the room before falling to her knees in tears. "My babies. where are my boys?"
Reign woke with a terrible headache, a trickle of blood went down his nose. He strained his eyes to see but it were he was, was dark. "Dea!" He tried to feel for his brother.
"Im here. Where are we?" Reign could tell from his brothers voice that he had been crying. His hand hit a wall, it was a wood plank from his crate. He also felt a metal bar, a cage inside the crate? These people were smart.
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2007 3:55 pm
Damascos leaned down over Kigra. Deciding that now that things had gotten underway, he would just wait with her until she was ready to start working on finding them. He was quite expecting her to lash out at him but was also willing to take any blows she felt she needed to unleash. Ever so gently a wing slipped over her shoulder and a few fingers traced along her hairline gently. He blinked and watched her in silence. Having never had reason to learn the way to counsel a lost soul, he just decided to sit and wait for her to calm down or blow up again. As they sat together, broken jewelry reflected images of them in its colored surfaces.
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