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 Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2009 6:33 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 1:01 pm
First post: Chat between Hathern and Anid.
Walking through a wall, a tall blonde shaman figure stepped into an awkwardly dressed up room. "My lord?" His voice ran through the room. He then found his eyes settling upon a sleeping re-headed man. Smiling faintly, he shook his head. "Oh, my lord. What is it you are planning now?" The figure made its way over to the sleeping king. Gently, the shaman shook the other man. "Lord Anid, what are you up to now?"
Feeling the shake from another person, Anid opened his bright blue eyes and his glaze fell upon his his Shaman. "Bah, Hathern. That one was such a wonderful nightmare!" Sitting up, the man stretched and yawned. Rubbing his face with a hand, and then up to his hair, he pulled at it slightly as a look of discontent filled his face. "I am throwing a party thing... Although the room looks like crap.." He looked up at Hathern and planted a big grin on his face.
Giving a sigh, Hathern relaxed his form. "You are impossible, my lord." Turning around, Hathern went to work. Using his magic it took him about ten minutes to get the whole hall done up. "And food?" He asked, although it wasn't common for sppirits to eat. It was more for show or entertainment then a need. Turning, he look upon the throne to see it empty.
"Ah, no food, nor drinks. We are all dead idiots any ways." Anid gave a grin as he stood beside Hathern. "Its about time you did something though, you lazy a**." Smirking, he smacked Hathern upside the back of his head. "And now we wait for the guests." Anid laughed as he started to walk forward and away from the shaman.
Drawing out his staff, Hathern used the end of it to tap Anid on the head. "Indeed, King of Sins." He smiled as he followed Anid and stood beside the throne.
Rubbing the back of his head, Anid grinned and chuckled. "Let them die, and come. Oh such lovely bones shall be left!" He snapped his fingers and the doors opened, as the invites were sent out. Yawning again, he propped up his feet on the side of the chair and leaned on a pillow. Anid let himself fall into a light slumber, feeling safe with his Shaman at hand.
Note: Make a post for Spirits with out profiles, but that will be used in the event.
Love Bones:
Deep with in the catacombs of the complex underground system of the buried, lays a tomb of all tombs. A vast vault, empty at the moment. As the invites are sent out, and people respond to them, a coffin arises out of the dust settled floor. Whiffs of spider webs pick them self off the floor with the small winds from the newest arrivals to the set of death beds.
Now these are not for the dead dead, but instead those that are willing to lay down their lives for a night like no other, a night stuck with the dead. As when they take their nights slumber in the coffin, they shall become as all other bodies in the catacombs, dead. With their spirits lifting up and out of them, they are drawn to a sound, a wondrous sound of light music coming from down a passage they didn't see when they were alive.
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 1:03 pm
~Random junk that sounds good enough to keep~
In the world of the liveing there is life, and there is death. When a creature dies, it's spirit moves on, joining the other fallen in their own dimension, the spiritual one. They simple refer to it as the spirit dimension. In the dimension there are thousands of spirits, all of different ages and of back grounds. There are also different levels of spirits, based on what they did during their lifes. But among all of these spirits, there are those that are only clasified as either a giver or a taker. The takers, after reaching a high enough level, become reapers, and take the top most thing guarded by any one, their own spirit. The essince that allows one's self to come alive again, to be reborn, the one thing that can make the difference between the start of a war, and a new child of grace being born.
On the other side are the giver, and once when they reach a high enough level, they become Shaman of shorts. These are the healers, the teachers, the grace in one's life. Those that protect the harmlesss, and defenless souls that become the takers, and the reapers, pray. The givers become very enlapsed in their jobs, giving all that they are able to give to others. At points it means their lives, and at some point their soul.
But you see, when a person dies, they become a spirit. The same thing goes for a giver or a taker. When you are a spirit though, there is no other line in which you can cross after your second death. If you die as a spirit, thats it. That is the end. If a reaper comes along and devours you, then your line, and time, has ended. No rebirth, no grace, nothing else will earn your mark, your face, your breath.
So you see, at some point, a giver or a reaper will die off. In most cases it will be facing one another, fighting over a spirit. As a giver, mentioned earlier, will give and give, and will die over and over until their final death, in which they will take to their final death beds with honor.
At some point in time though, the givers will snap, and demand that they are given to, thus becoming a taker. Usually this is seen after the giver is injured enough to die. If there is enough time in between the damage and actual death, then the Giver claims what is 'his' meaning take the life from around him. If this does happen, then they are no longer a healer, but a killer, a reaper. Every Giver has a reaper side, and every reaper has a giver side.
Which side is stronger is evident in their work. If they work hard and enjoy surving those they respect, giver they are. If they go around enjoying the death of others, well need there be more said?
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 1:06 pm
~ History lesson on Hathern? ~
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 1:15 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 1:32 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 1:38 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 1:46 pm
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