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Countess Pyrotika Vice Captain
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 Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 2:33 pm
In an old run down house there was middle aged man and woman. The woman was running her hands through a giant wolf-like creatures fur. I say wolf like because he had the body of one but he had wings. The man was dressed in a dark cloak that swept the floor as he paced and had a hat that covered most of his face. Unruly black hair showed from underneath it. The woman had a dark tight dress on high a high collar, her dress to reached the ground. Her hair was wound up in a bun tight and neat.
Killian, love, for the sake of the goddess stop pacing. You're making poor Fang here anxious.
Killian couldn't stop. Nerves had his body wound tight. He turned sharply towards her and stopped in front of her.
I can't! He snapped. Frustrated he spun off again and started pacing, talking fast.
It's happening Faeora. I can feel it coming. We must prepare! We need to get all our old friends together! And recruit the young! Quick while there is still ti-
Are you forgetting that most of our old comrades are dead and gone Killian? Faeora said softly. Killian stopped pacing and leaned against a wall. He sighed a heavy sigh.
I know... Goddess may they rest in peace... But the time is coming Fae. He stood upright and turned to face her again. He tilted his head up to look at her and a section of light streaming through a window caught his eyes. They gleamed a pale red.
We need to re-open the school.
Faeora dropped her head into Fangs neck and shuddered at the visions of the future that flashed in her mind.
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 8:15 pm
The school had weeds overgrown everywhere and windows shattered out but that was no issue. Killian gestured to Fae to move forward towards the school. She bowed her head and held her hands out towards the school. She moved them slowly and a wiping motion. In the directions her hands went, the weeds disappeared, windows were fixed, trees trimmed. After a few tedious minutes of work the school was looking promising. Earth and what came with it was a talent of hers among many, many others.
Walking inside with Killian, Fae looked around. Not much for furnishing. She could fix that too. With each wave of her hands, home crafted benches, shelves, chairs and more popped up, filling each room they went to. After she was done, she had a fine sheen of sweat on her brow. Goddess she was out of practice. She needed to remedy that and fast.
What do you think, brother mine?
I think it will do.... for now.He brought them to the opening of the school. Now for his part. Taking a deep breath he brought out the power from inside him. He punched out waves in the air, putting pockets of power all around the school. some being beacons for others like them and some for wards against danger. The beacons would draw people like them near.
Ok...Killian said at last.Now we search the towns.With a nod to each other they both set off towards the nearest town.
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Countess Pyrotika Vice Captain
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Countess Pyrotika Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 8:18 pm
Killkia was that first. Not many people came to Killkia. It had a fearsome reputation. Most of the kind from here were vicious and hot headed. They neared the first tavern and went inside. Killian and Fae stuck to inner conversation as a way of keeping it private. Making there way over to the bar, a fight erupted nearby and someone knocked into Fae, pushing her into Killian. He righted her and eyed the men brawling. They caught his eye and backed off. Killian's looks alone scared most. Quietly they both sat down at the bar and ordered two drinks.
This place looks promising... Fae thought at Killian
Any other ideas, Fae? He was met with silence. That's what I thought...
Killian sighed and signaled for the bartender.
Welcome to Reese's Tavern, I'm Reese. Say, I've never seen you two around before. Got a story?Reese idly polished two mugs as he watched Killian and Fae, who exchanged weighed looks. How much to say and not say. Killian spoke first.
Tell me boyo, have you ever heard of the Atypicals?
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 4:01 pm
Reese gulped and lowered his head towards theirs. Listen, Old Man, I don't know who you are or what you want... But you don't bring up that name here... And I wont have trouble in MY Tavern.
Killian backed up. Whoa, whoa, boyo... I'm not aimin' to be causin' you trouble... Killina paused and looked at Fae. Maybe a ladies touch could help here. He nodded to Fae.
Faeora scooted closer to Reese.
Listen, shug,.. We don't want any trouble... But are you at least familiar with the Atypicals?
Reese sighed and closed his eyes, but nodded sharply once.
You know what they could do?
Again the sharp nod, his eyes were still closed.
Do you know of any....talents like theirs who have cropped up since then?
Reese's eyes popped open. He leaned back in towards them and motioned Killian in too.
Look... After the Atypicals did what they did, people who have latent powers stopped telling people they had powers. You'll have to earn some trust around here to get anyone to tell you anything... Reese sighed again and closed his eyes. Look... come back at midnight... you might find what you're looking for then. He looked on the a customer. Hi, welcome to Reeses Tavern....
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Countess Pyrotika Vice Captain
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Countess Pyrotika Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 14, 2010 12:18 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2010 10:33 pm
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Countess Pyrotika Vice Captain
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Countess Pyrotika Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2010 10:34 pm
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