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 Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 3:20 pm
These rooms are far more luxurious than the entire base. The beds, couches, and chairs are extremely comfortable. Each room has a fireplace and there is a single library where the guests can all talk together. The library has two fireplaces, two couches, and around five comfortable chairs.
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Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2009 3:06 pm
Jet entered the guest area and closed the door once Rosslyn entered the library. Flames sprung to live in the two fireplaces. Soon the room was warm, yet Jet's skin remained icy cold, as if he was dead.
"You could say that I have the blood of a Witch in me. My name is Jet Flame Heir of Saraga and Ruler of the Underworld. What is your name?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2009 8:33 pm
"Rosslyn Harman," Rosslyn said, crossing her arms against her chest. "Descended of Hellewise Hearth-Woman, daughter of Hecate Witch Queen, Princess Royal of the Dryads of the Sacred Woods." Rosslyn furrowed her brows with thought. The man... Jet, he seemed trustworthy enough, but something made her reveal that information.
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 1:07 pm
((I'm sorry but I had to post this in response to 0thnks0fr0th0mmrs0 ... omigosh Harman? Hellewise? Hearth-Woman? Hecate Withc Queen? Did you read the Night World books at any point in time =D ))
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 1:41 pm
I'm in LOVE with the series. It kick's Twilight's a** any day!
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 1:34 pm
0thnks0fr0th0mmrs0 "Rosslyn Harman," Rosslyn said, crossing her arms against her chest. "Descended of Hellewise Hearth-Woman, daughter of Hecate Witch Queen, Princess Royal of the Dryads of the Sacred Woods." Rosslyn furrowed her brows with thought. The man... Jet, he seemed trustworthy enough, but something made her reveal that information.
Jet sat in one of the many chairs in the room, yet, somehow, Jet's chair seemed to tower over the rest when, in reality, it was the same as all the others.
"Many people here have high and noble titles, yet very few can actually display the qualities needed to retain such a title. Speaking other tongues is a very rare quality of nobility and reserved only for the highest of the already high. It is an honor to meet you Princess Rosslyn Harman."
Jet remained quite for a few moments and something slimy green once again stirred in his eyes.
"I guess you've seen the civil war, if you will, that my world has been plunged into. Those I once called friends have turned against me and plot, at this moment, with Lady Selene against me. I know that I will have to face at least Lady Selene in battle, but I still wish to remain as distant as possible from battle, for the time being that is. Being the so called puppet-master often has better results than my being there anyway."
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 4:47 pm
"Royalty has no bounds in Druidic terms," Rosslyn said, resting a hand in the pocket where the Book weighed so heavily against her thigh. "All Druids born into the Harman line eventually learn the Ancient Tongue, so as to better understand their history, since our Books are all written in that forgotten language." She looked at Jet. "Words have power. You've only brushed into such a subject, skimming the surface, like a pond with mud on the floor."
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2009 1:04 pm
"Unfortunately for some, the universe does not exist on Druidic terms. Most of the universe, in fact, ignores the Druid ways, words, and beliefs."
Jet took a sip of a drink that appeared to come from no where. Now, if Rosslyn looked on the table to her right she would see a glass of the same liquid.
"What brought you to Saraga in the first place?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2009 4:07 pm
"A prophecy," Rosslyn said, "A prophecy, etched with the blood of Hecate Witch Queen, the Lifebringer, Mother All, Gentle One, birthed when turmoil shook the world and us practicing White Witches, the Hearth-women, were forced into hiding, to save our selves and our lineage."
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2009 5:57 pm
Jet raised an eyebrow.
"Saraga isn't exactly the best place for refuge right now. What exactly are you hiding from?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2009 6:27 pm
Rosslyn sighed. "You don't understand," she said, folding her hands. "Long ago, when the earth was still young, Hecate conceived two daughters: Hellewise and Maya. Maya feared death, and wanted to become immortal. She learned those tactics, and, desperate, Hellewise tried to negotiate with her sister. But, war erupted, and Hecate died of a broken heart." Rosslyn sighed. "Before her death, Hecate etched a prophecy in her own blood," She looked over to Jet. "Hellewise's coven was Circle Roseline. Rosslyn is Roseline in the Ancient Tongue. Hecate prophecised that one would come with hair as light as the Rose and with eyes like the hottest flames. She is to have power above all others, and is to reunite the two Lost Covens." She let out a deep sigh. "That is why I was kidnapped. That is why I am here,"
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 4:10 pm
"Because you fulfill a prophecy of your people. I guess that makes sense. Who kidnapped you?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 4:41 pm
"The Green Ones," Rosslyn said. "They wish to utilize a united Unity Coven in order to win the civil war plaguing Saraga."
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2009 9:24 am
"Forgive me, but I am not familiar with these 'Green Ones.' Who exactly are they?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2009 10:11 am
"Those...things," Rosslyn said. "The ones who fly in ships."
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