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* You've discovered Imaginarium. Play here follows the Consent Rule. As it's more of a back-stage area, feel free to discuss in-character, "IC", action and upload roleplay-oriented Dreams. The Imaginarium has entrances to two additional main areas suited for roleplaying, Theriopolis and Goldwyn. Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream. (Dream by Sidereal, Talzhemir and Emerald Flame)
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Trench: Yeah...
Trench: Teleport, meeting!
[#] A serious shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
[#] Kaalle has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] A familiar form wearing the common tophat and kneecoat materializes nearby, whilst, a nefarious shift in energy, resulting in a high intensity of heat, is felt within the realm, followed by an eerie screech.
[*] Your request has been sent to Micheru.
[*] Micheru has accepted your request.
[*] Micheru joins you.
[*] Your request has been sent to Kaalle.
[*] Kaalle has accepted your request.
[*] Kaalle joins you.
Micheru: ..?
Trench is moderator.
Micheru: Moderator or mediator?
Trench: Both.
Micheru: Maybe referee?
Kaalle: I believe Micheru has me on ignore.
Micheru: I don't.
Kaalle: That's a change.
Micheru: I should have, but I didn't get around to.
Kaalle: Excuses, excuses..
Micheru: Kaalle, what 'logs' of these, do you have of me not following my standard combat procedure oocly?
Micheru: I'd like to see them.
Kaalle: I've seen them, I don't have them.
Trench: Moderator: One that arbitrates or mediates. (Source: Dictionary.com.)
Kaalle: This isn't why we're here, however.
Kaalle: Question: I'd like to know one good reason of how come you don't want to interact with my characters anymore?
Micheru: You know why I hide behind common rp guidelines? Because that's the only thing there to keep the players protected.
Micheru: It's more about you oocly.
Kaalle: Micheru, be nice, and don't hide behind Talzhemir.
(You see Balthasar.)
> Wine red hair floats about this rough, youthful face, normally given a vague style. Grey, thin fur hides rather hard scales, a hint to dragonic heritage. A white jerkin is thrown over a brown shirt, the latter's v-neck collar tied with a leather thong. Black pants pass over imposing foot-talons, the skin around such leathery and hard: his only visible weapon, along with hand-talons that hang by his side, their viciously curved claws seeming to defy his otherwise calm appearance. (Lerdian Elite Guard)
Micheru: You're a viscious fuckhead.
[ You whisper "(Boy, did you pick a bad time to come in here. =P)" to Balthasar. ]
Kaalle: Fuckhead, what a common insult. I'm not surprised that you used it.
[ Balthasar whispers, "( x) Seems like it.)" to you. ]
Balthasar: (Ah, I'll come back later.)
Trench: C'mon, enough of the side bar comments. Let's stick to the point at hand, can we?
Micheru: What is the point?
[#] Krul has entered the Dark Realm.
Kaalle: The point is that you're being an ass to me for no apparent reason. Or good reason, rather.
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Micheru: "Saccaticus: [I hate people like Micheru, which, hide behind Furcadia rules - especially Talzhemir's. Then, he goes around killing people, but when he finally gets caught up in a situation he can't get himself out of, he either runs away, or calls you a twink.]" and other comments like it before aren't an apparen't reason to hate your fucking guts?
Micheru: I'm happy to keep you on my list, with Abaddon and Marrock.
Kaalle: I'm not Saccaticus.
Micheru: No?
Kaalle: No.
Micheru: Lets pull up some quotes from my collection then!
Kaalle: I believe that Saccaticus has mentioned whom he was. I won't repeat what he said.
[#] Jeacer has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] N2 has left the Dark Realm.
(You see Jeacer.)
> You glance at an able-bodied human male, who is six-feet tall. His attire is of a tight silk ivory vest with sleeves that escape to a crimson hue, ebony silk trousers and brown shoes. You notice he carries one weapon: "his prized katars". Said weapon is made out of gold; thus a regal background is ones best guess. He has a small, spiked cut, a clean shave, and his scent is hygienic; thus he keeps himself well groomed.
Micheru: "WarJester99 [11:47 AM]: You don't seem to understand how things happen; you are presented with something five times more powerful than you, and you insult it, rediculize it, and so forth."
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Micheru: Lets start thee.
Micheru: there*.
Kaalle: That wasn't me either, I've told you that before.
Micheru: You claimed it was your brother, however it was in your typing style.
Trench: Your brother seems to get you into alot of trouble...
Micheru: You have all the signs of a textbook narcisist and compulsive liar. Just like Abaddon.
Kaalle: I have porn magazines at my doorstep when I return from a trip. Each time.
Micheru: That has what to do with this?
Kaalle: Example of how my brother gets me into trouble oftenly.
[#] Damonen has entered the Dark Realm.
Kaalle: Do you know what narcissist defines to, Micheru?
Micheru: I have another question: How is it that your character can open dimensional portals without a prep?
Kaalle: I've prepped twice for the whole thing to come into hand.
[ You whisper "Better question... How can you turn to liquid without a prep?" to Micheru. ]
Micheru: How did you turn liquid without a prep? Both happened in your battle with Mykael?
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Micheru: ?=.
[#] Faeral has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Faeral.)
> Bestial instincts forging his fate, creating his daily life. Unable to speak the tongue of common furres, he can only comprehend it. Having a sense of selfishness and unruly behavior, Fearal is lonesome and looking for friends. With unknown capabilities and a dexterous frame, he wanders the lands in a primal manner, simply living. [Feral, untamed]
Kaalle: Kaalle can instantly turn in liquid as a mode of transportation. Tell me, what do these questions have to do with the manner at hand?
Kaalle: I have a question: do you know what a narcissist is?
Trench: You wanted to know the problems he has with you...
Micheru: Kaalle, that log post you posted, You're mixing my words.
Kaalle: Yes. However, he seems to roleplay perfectly with people whom have the same problems. I.e.: Mykeal, Nyar, etc.
Kaalle: Mixing your words?
Micheru: You posted: "What's this?.. he/she/it says that it brings the combat to negociations OOCly. I've heard from this same person, quite some time ago, that bringing IC to OOC was VERY VERY BAD"
Kaalle: Anotation.
Micheru: I said brinring ic hatred to ooc hatred is bad, however, oocly negotiating combat is good roleplay.
[#] Faeral has left the Dark Realm.
Kaalle: Sure it is.
Micheru: I'm done. If you won't try, I won't.
Trench: Alright, if I may?
Micheru: And you proved that was your alt in posting the log.
Trench: I'm not big into discussing RP OOCly before doing it... But, some people are. And that's alright...
Trench: That's discussing the IC issue in an OOC manner. That's not bringing OOC problems into IC.
Kaalle: How, Micheru?
Kaalle: I said IC into OOC, Trench.
Trench: That... Is a kind of matter. I need to be reminded of the situation?
Micheru: I said that causing an ooc problem over an ic hatred was bad.
Kaalle: RunnerZer0 [11:47 AM]: OH NO! YOU'RE GOING TO KILL MY CHARACTER!!! *FLAIL* FUCK OFF. I don't give a shit what you think you are, but you're MIXING IC AND OOC, STOP IT.
Micheru: Yes, exactly.
Trench: It is bad to permit your IC opinion of another person to effect your OOC judgement of that person OOCly.
Kaalle: Let me be clear: Micheru's been good, in the first days, then, started insulting Kaalle. In public.
Kaalle: I dislike that.
Trench: That is a bit is disrespectful...
Kaalle: And I'm holding myself back, because I don't want to be kicked out of the DR.
Micheru: Micheru made a few insults in Kaale's direction ICly to Mykael.'
Kaalle: Still.
Trench: For some reason, I don't think he's speaking specifically of just today...
Micheru: THAT WAS IC.'
Kaalle: SO. IT STILL PISSES ME OFF.
Micheru: IT SHOULDN'T.
Kaalle: BECAUSE NORMALLY, I WOULD'VE BLOWN YOU UP.
Trench: Does it piss you off ICly or OOCly?
(You see Krul.)
> Over 7 feet tall, this massive furre seems very peculiar when compared to most. His furre never swaying, as patches of skin appear cracked and broken; his skin sealed in stone. Tendrils of solid emerald, seeming unbreakable, scatter about his head. An immense club is strapped to his back as a giant blade looks shoved into it, making a unique weapon. Krul is kind hearted and means well, just people don't see past his rock body. Will do anything to help others. (Cursed) [Sa'Amoran]
[#] Jakion has left the Dark Realm.
Kaalle: Both. Because Kaalle has a good reputation.
Krul: [am I interrupting?]
Trench: (Yes.)
Micheru: See? He's got his IC and OOC mixed up.
Micheru: Yes.
Trench: Well, to be truthful, there have been times when something done ICly kinda pisses me off OOCly...
Trench: I think we've all had that.
Kaalle: There.
Micheru: It can effect your emotional state-- because you interpret it as real life, that's how actors can cry on stage, but your logical sensors don't get mad because they know it's acting.
Kaalle: Torment is meaning to insult people and piss off people. I've been playing Kaalle since the dawn of days, and I've been holding him back lately, because I don't want to get booted.
Trench: I think there is a point to take it to... Alright, either way, I've heard what's been going on, but is any of this really enough to cause all the trouble you two have been letting it cause?
(You see Damonen.)
> A creature; an unexplainable thing from the past has returned from the very depths of oblivion. Malicious visage is hidden behind a large hat and a coat that flows smoothly down his body. The voluminous; somber orbs of the unknown would be flicking incessantly back and forth, scrutinizing the area. Behind the hat; blackened tresses cascade down the audacious man, unknowingly creating a mystery affect. The unknown man has walked the world of the void and returned, he is; Damonen [Dark Realm]
Kaalle: No. I think that Micheru's been acting like somesort of little kid at school.
Micheru: Kaalle disrespects me openly oocly for my playing style.
Kaalle: Micheru, Kaalle would've BLOWN YOU UP if I were not afraid, OOCLY, of getting booted from the DR.
Micheru: Why were you afraid? it was IC.
Trench: So, you could also say you're ICly afraid of being kicked out?
[#] Umbyre has entered the Dark Realm.
Micheru: [Damonen - LEAVE.]
Kaalle: Yes. But there are OOC reasons of how come I'm not playing Kaalle as he's supposed to be played.
Damonen: Micheru.. Stfu.
Micheru: [Trench?]
Kaalle: Well said, Damonen.
Micheru: This is a private meeting.
Damonen: Why talk with brackets when everyone is OOC?
Trench: Actually, I would prefer he leave. This is a kind of closed discussion.
Kaalle: Agreed.
Damonen: Bye Bye :-)
[#] Katmandu has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: See the difference?
Kaalle: Difference?
Trench: Damonen - LEAVE! Or... I prefer he not be here during this closed discussion...
Trench: How would you respond to either one?
Micheru: Hm..
Kaalle: I would rather respond well to the latter. Flip the person off to the first.
Trench: That's my point. And a problem you both seem to have.
Trench: You have a complete lack and total disregard of respect for anyone else, but expect everyone to respect you in return.
Kaalle: Me? I respect people who respect me.
Trench: Sometimes, you gotta give respect before you get it. But, if someone doesn't give it to you first, you won't give it to them.
[#] Damonen has left the Dark Realm.
Micheru: Okay.
Micheru: Kaalle, it angers me that you insulted Zydon and told her to "masturbate while reading the furcadia.com roleplay pages."
Micheru: Jeacer, please leave. This is a private meeting.
Jeacer: I thought you were missing an arm, Micheru?[]
Jeacer: Also, how do you know my name ICly.[]
Micheru: It was replaced.
Trench: We're not IC.
Kaalle: It angered ME that she/he/whatever was backing up Talzhemir.
Micheru: Why?
Kaalle: I hate Talzhemir.
Kaalle: Quite simple.
Micheru: Talzhemir writes guidelines that allow protection and rights of the players.
Trench: Why? I mean, Talz made the guidelines.. I mean, I'm not big into it either, but I don't hate people just because they try to adhear to the guidelines.
[#] Jeacer has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Enten has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: But, you two are actually talking things a bit, now... So, keep this ball rolling, try to put aside your pride, and forgive me amoment while I afk. Um, dinner.
Micheru: Daymus, please leave us be.
Kaalle: It won't keep rolling, we all know it won't. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have IMPORTANT things to deal with.
Micheru: ...
Kaalle: Like, taking care of my son, and, taking a shower. I actually have to live, you know?
Micheru: Well, go masturbate to a Munchkin's guide to roleplaying then!
Kaalle: Go fuck yourself, Micheru.
[#] Krul has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Kaalle has left the Dark Realm.
Micheru: Zydon is Youlanda, I invited her here to roleplay with my friends, and all she's seen so far is this bullshit.
Micheru: I love roleplaying here, with you, Jahana, Cotys, and the others, as I always have loved RPing with this group, but it's not fun for me with this shit happening.
[#] Umbyre has left the Dark Realm.
[&] (6:31:22 PM) Away mode set.
Micheru: I'll be on AIM.
[#] Micheru has left the Dark Realm.
Enten sits, knowing he's uninvited. "Hello. Are there any jobs availible here?"
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[&] (6:42:00 PM) Active after 10 minutes.
Trench: Sure. What do you do?
(You see Enten.)
> A searing impression within his ambiance. Mane endlessly flowing of fire as markings of fur burn painlessly about him. Eyes of an undying void, essence of sorrows surrounding him. Crimson dried attire fixated to his body, veiling his inner intentions. His silence most find distressing, while his sunken in eyes intimidate others. With a tilted gesture, he walks forward, abiding your presence, caring less...
Enten: Anything.
Trench: Anything? Are you good?
Enten: I am mostly an assasin, good in combat.
Trench: We are hiring for spies...
Enten laughs. Good? I'd say I'm good.
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with alyk! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Enten: Spies? That sounds nice.
[#] Mykeal has entered the Dark Realm.
Enten: Where would I be spying?
Trench: Our Head Spy is Alykia... Obviously, not available at the moment, but...
Enten: I see.
Enten: I am most interested in the realm.
Trench: I'm certain I can take her spot for this purpose, but... Alright, what is your interest in the Realm? I mean, what draws you here?
Enten: The darkness of it. This dream seems unique among others. It's occupants actually look like they Rp.
Trench: Heh, we do try to encourage alot of decent RP.
Enten: Nice.
Trench: We do wars, and combat... We're trying to start up trade routes and such...
[ Balthasar whispers, "(Still OOC, or...?)" to you. ]
Enten: Interesting. I'm in.
[ You whisper "(Yeah, I can head IC.)" to Balthasar. ]
Trench: Really, the Realm is delegated into a few groups, and depending on which part you like to participate in will cary on who you talk to.
[ Balthasar whispers, "(It's no problem really, want me to come back a little later?)" to you. ]
Trench: Jahana does trade, entertainment, etc. Micheru and Kaalle do combat, Alykia does spying...
[ You whisper "(Nah, I'm just dealing with a new recruit at the moment. Once I'm done with that, I'll be ready for ya.)" to Balthasar. ]
[ Balthasar whispers, "(Kay. :P)" to you. ]
Enten: Could I possibly be a combination of Spy and combat?
[#] Perdurabo has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: I'm certain that can be arranged...
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with kaall! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with micheru! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[ You whisper "." to Jahana. ]
[ You whisper "." to Katmandu. ]
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with coty! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with alyk! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Trench: Unfortunately, the only two members of the Council around currently are Jahana and Katmandu... However, you're welcome to travel around, meet the residents and such until one of those three happen to pop in
Enten: Very Well. I look foreward to this. i've heard of a few people within this realm, never did i know where the place was located.
Trench: Well, I'm glad you've found us. I hope it's not disappointing. If you have any suggestions or problems, please, don't hesitate to contact me.
Enten: well, these chairs...
Enten: no, lol.
Enten: anyways, alright
Trench: Like I said, just introduce yourself to either Alykia, Micheru or Kaalle... Tell them you met with me...
Enten: Alright, I will. when do they usually get on?
Trench: Well, you just missed both Micheru and Kaalle... But, I'm sure at least one of them will be by sometime today.
Trench: Their times can be sparatic and difficult to predict.
Enten: Alright.
Enten: Might I simply stay here?
Trench: You're quite welcome to do so. I don't have much in the way of rules...
Trench: Just watch your step, as some people take advantage of that.
Enten nods
Trench: Anything you have to ask of me?
Enten: Well. Let's see. I've signed up at the messege boards, so let me think...
[#] Perdurabo has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: That is a good way to reach me, as well. You may want to post a request there in one of the army forums.
Enten: Request to be in the army, right?
Trench: I'd specify, but yes. Request for either the Dark Alliance or The Legion.
(You see Jahana.)
> With paws tucked beneath her chin, she sleeps. Feathered wings are wrapped around her slight form, and a soft smile curves her lips as the sweetest of dreams dance before her closed eyes, dreams of love, laughter, and infinite happiness. 1 hours and 30 minutes
[ You whisper "(I'm thinking a new bit of design on certain parts of the Realm...)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "Sleeping in sweetest repose in a world of make believe dreams where every fantasy and fairytale has a happy ending, Trench. 1 hours and 31 minutes" to you. ]
Enten: Which one would you specify?
Trench: I would probably suggest the Dark Alliance. If either was not to remain here, the first to leave would probably be The Legion.
Enten: Alright, so create a new topic, requesting to be in?
Trench: Aye.
Enten: Alright
Trench: Well, is there anything else?
Enten: Well, Anything i could perhaps do now? (Kinda bored... >.<)
Trench: Typically, I'd say so... But, unfortunately, I've been a bit out, lately, and the Realm seems to have kind of emptied out a bit... Best thing I can suggest is walk around, look the place over, and give greetings to those you find. There are a few residents in various places. Beyond that, I couldn't much suggest anything...
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Enten: I see. I have already looked around and thats when i decided I wanted to be apart of here.
[#] Runningwolf Himura has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Perdurabo has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Runningwolf Himura has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: Well, I'm glad you have. I wish there was something else, but... Until you meet with one of those others, there's really nothing more I have, right now.
Enten: Ok.
(You see Mykeal.)
> He towers over the common furre, standing over seven feet tall, his build quite thick, obviously built to hold the large battle axe that drapes at his side. His golden eyes flash with the anger that his face constantly portrays. His hair, long and flowing over his thick leather war armor, seems to match the golden of the plates placed within his armor. This dark large wolf seems to have one thing on his mind... And it's not your happiness.
Trench: So... If there's nothing else..?
Enten: Nothing I can think of.
Trench: Well, I hope you enjoy your time, then. Like I said, if there's anything I can do to help... Just let me know.
Enten: Alright. Thanks.
* More than one furre's name begins that way. You need to type more of the name, or maybe all of their name, so I can tell exactly who you mean! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
* Current players: Dark Realm, Morgana Elza`bet, Wylth'Anon, Daymus, An Imp, Jahana, Trench, Enten, Katmandu, Balthasar, Mykeal, Perdurabo.
* 12 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2868 total players online. Uptime 1 day 0:51
* Max players this session: 2879
* Max players today: 2879
[*] Your request has been sent to Balthasar.
[*] Balthasar has accepted your request.
[*] Balthasar joins you.
Trench: Please, have a seat.
Balthasar nods, doing as suggested. He links his hands together, 'Highness, I've made my decision about your offer...'
Trench leans back, offering a slight nod, "Go on..."
* Shouts on: You will now hear shouts even when this map is crowded. Type - to toggle them back off. *
* Shouts off: You'll only hear shouts when there aren't many people here. *
[ Enten whispers, "Am I interrupting here, or...?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "I'm not sure... You can stay, if you'd like." to Enten. ]
Balthasar: I'm accepting. One of whom Kaalle called the Legion made a disturbance today, nearly killing the Prince's mate. I'd like to put an end to that, if I could... any position you wish will be fine with me. Also, Micheru told me you wished that I bring two furred with me; I will work on that as quickly as possible.
Balthasar: (furres*)
Trench: There is one that has already agreed to join with you on this effort... An advisor to the Queen, if I remember correctly... I do wish I could remember the name, but I would if I heard it, again...
[#] Perdurabo has left the Dark Realm.
Balthasar pauses. 'An advisor to the Queen...? Was it Demystify, perhaps? Or Adrien Luna?'
Trench: Adrien Luna sounds familiar... I think that was the name.
Balthasar: I see... and I believe the other I mentioned, Demystify, will also join. His mate was Jessica Baka.
[#] A drunken shift is felt within the Realm.
Trench: Hmm... It doesn't much count if they've already come over...
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "(I am sure whatever parts you redesign will look nice.)" to you. ]
Balthasar's brow rose. 'Demystify has already come?'
[ You whisper "(No, I'm just thinking... What if we put the bar where the throne is, the throne where the meting room is, and the meeting room where the tavern is?)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "Sure." to you. ]
Trench narrows his eyes, as if in thought for a moment, "I'm not really sure... There was rumor of the possibility... Not sure if it came to fruition. Micheru would know."
[ You whisper "You think that's a good idea?" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "It could work, yes." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Well, we'll try it and see... Could you make that change then send me your copy? I like yours better." to Jahana. ]
[#] Kortheal Tahalia has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Kortheal Tahalia.)
> Locks atramentous in hue cascade under a horned helm sheilding visage of handsome features.Such a face would mold into his cladding; the Midnight plates housing a toned form, supproting the spired shoulderplates, and a plate belt. Sheathing about this belt being that of a horrific blade, jagged and blunt one side...raven talon's edge about the other. He is.....Doom Knight[Dreamweaver][SDA Leader][Necromancer][CBW]
Balthasar nods. 'If he hasn't come, I will try to bring him... and another, of course. Would he have to of Lerdia, or have ties to it?'
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Trench: I, obviously, would prefer they be from Lerdia...
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Distant Fear has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Distant Fear.)
> "Hajimata hakanasa no wake wa" she whispered. In my heart lies the reason for this growing pain. Her long raven hair stirred gently in the wind, her red eyes glinting in the pale moon light. She wore a black chinese styled top with red embroidery of dragons and phoenixes, and a long skirt of the same colour and pattern. She wore a silver sash around her slim waist, holding her sword The Phoenix.
Balthasar: I understand, but I'm not sure of any who would be willing... most, I would assume, would unfortunately be unable to see the benefit for Lerdia. However, I'll try.
Trench: I do appreciate that. And for that, I shall call off this war, effective immediately.
[#] Distant Fear has left the Dark Realm.
Balthasar smiles, and seems to relax somewhat. 'Thank you, Lord. I will do my best to bring two Lerdians with me the next time I return.'
Trench: I thank you. I forsee this event to be quite productive for us both.
[&] 7:24:49 PM Player Snake Wraith is online.
[&] 7:25:04 PM Player Katmandu is online.
Balthasar: 'As do I, Highness.' He stands, bowing. 'You are my new King, then... is there anything else you wish?'
Trench shakes his head, "Do what you are to do... Report to either myself or Micheru once completed."
Balthasar nods, and bows once again. 'Yes, sire.' With that, he turns, and goes to fulfill his command.
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Enten: What was that about???
[#] Balthasar has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: We've been at war with a neighboring kingdom...
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench: He just saved their lives.
Enten: Oh.
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Enten: Wait, he saved them?? and you're at war with them?
Trench: Aye.
Enten: Um... doesn't make sense.
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench: I made a deal with him... He is a rare thing of that kingdom... He's a good warrior. I told him if he brought two of his kind with him, and joined under my command, then I would end the war with that kingdom.
Trench: He came to agree to the terms.
Enten: Oh, ok.
Enten: Makes sense now.
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Enten: That can get annoying... >.>
Trench: You don't like that? I can change the timing on it...
Trench: It's just, people weren't visiting it, so I had to find a way to make it known.
Enten: Well, I don't think it's up to me to decide, but just saying, for the ones here, it can get tiresome.
Trench: I try to keep informed of the opinions of everyone... If you think it may be annoying, others might, as well.
Enten: Oh, alright.
Enten: I like this patch...
Trench: I owe it to Alizon of Ansteorria.
Enten: Oh, cool.
Trench: Well, time to adjorn to the throne room, see what business is happening...
(You see Kortheal Tahalia.)
> Locks atramentous in hue cascade under a horned helm sheilding visage of handsome features.Such a face would mold into his cladding; the Midnight plates housing a toned form, supproting the spired shoulderplates, and a plate belt. Sheathing about this belt being that of a horrific blade, jagged and blunt one side...raven talon's edge about the other. He is.....Doom Knight[Dreamweaver][SDA Leader][Necromancer][CBW]
Kortheal Tahalia shakes his head,"No I have heard that same answer from others who knew the man...I must face the truth."
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Jahana nods again. "I am quite sorry the news is disturbing to you."
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Kortheal Tahalia looks to Trench as he enters, nodding courteously.
Trench offers a brief nod of respect.
Kortheal Tahalia: [Mind my spelling tonight...I'm brain dead from three days of straight caffiene.]
[ Jahana whispers, "(I will get the changes to you tomorrow)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(That'll work.)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(Anything else you want done?)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Off the top of my head? Not immediately, no.)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(Alright.)" to you. ]
[#] Kortheal Tahalia has left the Dark Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "(I am sorry. I am just not in the mode for roleplay at the moment. I am having a pretty bad night and I need to get my mind off of some things.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Aye? What's wrong?)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(Just life getting to me again, I guess. I shouldn't let it, but some days it overwhelms.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Believe me, I can relate.)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(I am sure.)" to you. ]
Trench extends a paw out to Enten, "Jahana, I'd like you to meet one of our newest..."
(You see Enten.)
> A searing impression within his ambiance. Mane endlessly flowing of fire as markings of fur burn painlessly about him. Eyes of an undying void, essence of sorrows surrounding him. Crimson dried attire fixated to his body, veiling his inner intentions. His silence most find distressing, while his sunken in eyes intimidate others. With a tilted gesture, he walks forward, abiding your presence, caring less...
Enten nods and bows.
[#] Catt Black - The Heartless has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench looks to Enten, "Jahana, here, is one of the nicest furres you'll meet in this place."
(You see Catt Black - The Heartless.)
> Heartless...
Jahana glances over at Enten and inclines her head. "Greetings and welcome."
[#] Catt Black - The Heartless has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Deft has entered the Dark Realm.
Enten: Thank you. This is a great place
[#] Deft has left the Dark Realm.
Jahana smiles. "I hope you enjoy your time here, then."
[ Jahana whispers, "(When did starting over get so damned hard?)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(What, exactly, are we talking about, here?)" to Jahana. ]
Enten: I definately will. [Sorry, internets messing up]
[ Jahana whispers, "(Life... after divorce.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Ah... Haven't been there, yet. Sometime, though...)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(I see others and they make it look so easy, and yet when I try, I just seem to get knocked backwards a step or two.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(They just make it look easy...)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(I suppose.... then on the other hand, maybe I just want things to happen too fast. I honestly dont know.)" to you. ]
[#] Mykeal has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "(Probably. People are known for needing instant gratification.)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(Very true.... but I have waited three years. :P)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(You've been divorced for three years?)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(Divorced a year... marriage was over for that long before.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Heh, I know that feeling... Aw, but I understand. It's a difficult situation, it is. Especially if you've been out of the loop for a period of time.)" to Jahana. ]
[#] Zyess Vertae has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "(Very true.... and thank you for lending an ear. I just needed to vent a tad bit.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Aw, anytime, dear. Y'know I'm always here for you.)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(And I appreciate that. It is nice to speak with someone who can relate. The door also is open for you should you need me. :-))" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Heh, I think I complain too much as it is.)" to Jahana. ]
(You see Zyess Vertae.)
> Tall and pretty, this lady feline couldnt help but draw attention. Her clothing was a tight bodice that laced up the front attached to a skirt that flared out a little just past her hips. On each wrist, were silver bracelets with runes inscribed on them and a sword, composed of crystal and silver, at her waist, in a sheath with runes on it. She was currently learning to use a staff.
[ Jahana whispers, "(No you don't. Don't think that at all.)" to you. ]
[#] Umbyre has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "(Eh, I've enough troubles to wear me out and then some!)" to Jahana. ]
* Sorry, that furre isn't in this dream! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[#] Umbyre has left the Dark Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "(Heh... I'll tell you of mine once when you have about SIX hours to kill. *chuckles*)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(It'll happen.)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(It's a date then :P)" to you. ]
Trench: (Damnit. I'm trying to create up this sex story, and I am at a loss, for a change...)
Daymus: (Hmm....)
[ Daymus whispers, "http://www.allextremesex.com/n2_stories.html" to you. ]
Daymus: (That might help for ideas.)
Trench: (Is it about threesomes?)
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Enten: (o.o;;;)
[ Zyess Vertae whispers, "whats it take to join this place?" to you. ]
Jahana writes for a furre site. :P()
[ You whisper "Well, that depends on what you're good at..." to Zyess Vertae. ]
Trench: (Jah, we really do have to do some things to get this place hoppin', y'know?)
[ Zyess Vertae whispers, "Well, I'm not that great of a fighter but I'm getting better and I'm a fairly good spy so I could find out anything you need from anywhere jsut about." to you. ]
Jahana: (I agree.... but what is the question.)
Daymus: (It could be. Haven't read them all. I'll be back. Furc is crapping out on me.)
Jahana: (What does Den's dream look like? Do you have a copy?)
[ You whisper "For spies, I recommend speaking with Alykia when she's about. For combat, either Micheru or Kaalle..." to Zyess Vertae. ]
[#] Daymus has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: (I don't, but I've seen it.)
Jahana: (What do you think of it?)
[#] Daymus has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Zyess Vertae whispers, "Alright then. Thanks for your time." to you. ]
Trench: (It's an above ground place. A castle, kind of place...)
[ You whisper "If you need anything, just let me know." to Zyess Vertae. ]
[#] Carrera Viper has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Zyess Vertae whispers, "I do have a question and Ive had mixed answers. What is the deal with the twink nation of Lerdia?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "For answers to that, I can securely suggest you look at the Dark Realm board pages. However, for a direct answer, just this eve, the situation was resolved, and peace reigns." to Zyess Vertae. ]
Trench: Carrera, greetings.
Jahana: (Hmmm..... not too fitting for what we have roleplayed, you think?)
[ Zyess Vertae whispers, "Ah. Alright then. FInally got my answer. Thanks once more for your time." to you. ]
Carrera Viper looks up to Trench. "Good evening." Carrera said before taking a seat.
Daymus wants a new wing color, but Furc's selection isn't very good.)
Trench: What news do you bring?
Carrera Viper smiled. "Well I think I accidently angered Lord Mephisto on accident."
Trench: Accidently angered him on accident, eh? Aye. He had told me...
Carrera Viper: I just looked at him.
Jahana chuckles. "That would do it."
[#] Flanger has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: Mephisto is very... Well, quick to anger.
Trench: It runs in the family.
Carrera Viper shrugs, but still smiles. "I mean him no disrespect, but I think it would be best if I kept my distance."
Trench: There are many that I think that may be true with...

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[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
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Phu: OMG
Phu: no000O
Phu: OMG
Phu: .
Phu: NOT YET Phu sobs
Phu: omg
Phu: OMG NOOOO
Phu fishes them out
(You see Xilin.)
> [Poet][Folder/PaperSmith][Tortured Artist] UNIT ORIGAMI FOR SALE. [F8 for details] <--- read my DevART journal. [Because of a high intrest but no sales, I've lowered my prices by 50%] [Xilin L. Kah] http://xilin.deviantart.com/gallery/ bmp:home.csumb.edu/g/gwinnabigail/world/meowstupid [AFF For 9:17]
Phu eats them..
(You see Water and Wind.)
> I have step into the darkness and is trying to find his way back.
Problem Child: omg gross
(You see Phu.)
> //p.tf.p.pc.a// .is.where.its.at. jpg:w^g^c^realm_2_mind/ch
(You see Problem Child.)
> # I wanna heal... I wanna feel... What I thought was never real... # [Sibs - Josei] [ (You see Felorin.)
> Felorin is a silver and black tabby cat, wearing a mischievous grin - and a purple kimono embroidered with golden dragons. He has a moon and three stars painted on his cheekfur. The ring of The Circle is worn proudly on the ring finger of his right paw. (happily engaged to his sweet red-headed kitty)
(You see Insane.)
> New? Lost? Need some help? Just ask! [Support gay rights; don't discriminate] www.insanefurre.tk [I Y Q] [Rose #5] [Owner of Passion Palace] Best Friend: Rose Love: Genetic Love Life's Color
(You see Felorin.)
> Felorin is a silver and black tabby cat, wearing a mischievous grin - and a purple kimono embroidered with golden dragons. He has a moon and three stars painted on his cheekfur. The ring of The Circle is worn proudly on the ring finger of his right paw. (happily engaged to his sweet red-headed kitty)
Trench: That's what I get...
Insane: Walk to quickly?
[ Abaddon Woodmyrk whispers, "'Ello, care to RP?" to you. ]
Trench: I think so...
Felorin: But you have no idea what city they're in, huh? Guess it's nice to let other people know that stuff for ya. :-)
[ You whisper "In a moment, aye." to Abaddon Woodmyrk. ]
[ Abaddon Woodmyrk whispers, "M'kay." to you. ]
Insane: Well, I should know, but since I have never actually done the drive myself it hasn't been important to me.
Felorin: I don't think I've ever gone to a city without knowing what city I was in. But I know the Chicago suburbs are all jammed together and you can't tell the line where one stops and the next begins. I used to live there for a year. :-)
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[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
Trench: Teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
(You see Abaddon Woodmyrk.)
> A young kid of about fourteen years. He seems to have a nice apearance. Grey furr adorns his apearance as red-painted short militairy styled hair would remain upon his head. His hair is originaly black. The child wears no gloves or bracers. Having black strong boots and a grey cape wich follows his body until the lower parts of his ankles. White troussers where worn with a white shirt. He simply did not seem to wear any armor. (www.freewebs.com/woodmyrk/">Abaddon)(Pyromancer)
Abaddon Woodmyrk sat there; eyes narrowed lightly and looked towards the ground. Ears perking at both entrances. Feeling the prescence of the one he wanted to speak to he opens his eyes to normal, vision increasing and turns his head towards Trench. He stood up from the seat, turning towards trench. Nodding as in a greeting. Remaining silent for now. -- He let Trench speak first; the boys face only showed a neutral emotion.
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Trench quirks a brow a bit towards the young lad, offering a slight nod of respect before spaeking, "Greetings, youth. Welcome to my Realm, tell me... How may I be of service to you?"
Abaddon Woodmyrk blinked only once in the while. The boy, army styled hair; casual clothing and a large cape equipped. He looked to face Trench. Red eyes of the boy would seem to be empty of emotion as his face was. Soft and calm, but also formal words where spoken. "This... the Dark Alliance. Is there a possibilyt to fit in?" he said. -- The boy stood there simply, legs spreaden lightly, arms folden upon his back.
Abaddon Woodmyrk: (Possibility*)
Trench rubs his chin thoughtfully, nodding a bit as he asks. He offers a slight smirk before replying, "The Alliance, itself, has been placed under the charge of Micheru. I can approve you for taking part in such a place, and certainly authorize all Realm activity, but for actual assignment and placement within the Alliance, you would have to speak with him."
Abaddon Woodmyrk nodded once. "I see." the boy stepped back once and moved back to sit upon the bench like the avatar displays; arms upon his knee's/lap. -- The boy lowers his head to face the ground, eyes narrowed lightly. In thought. Where are you Mephisto...
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Trench places his elbow upon the arm of the chair, and his chin upon his paw, "Tell me, what is it that brings you to this place?"
Abaddon Woodmyrk remains silent for a small moment. Staring with lightly narrowed eyes at the ground; the boy looked not sad but with a neutral expression upon his face; seemingly not even to look into Trench's direction as he speaks. "Power."
Trench chuckles, offering a slight nod, "That's what we're all in it for, I think... Y'know, lad, it takes a great deal of work to not only gain power, but to uphold it. I have alot under me, but it's been a very difficult road... Also, if you want power, you need to figure out what kind of power it is you want, and assure you're under the correct venue of getting it."
(You see Tiye.)
> Extravagantly displayed; lust for power revealed within the chroma of her ochre rimmed irises of jade. The arches defined her being seen throughout a kalasiris draped beneath a linen sheath of crisp white. Scarlet sash about her thin waist was knotted and draped neatly. Carcanet collar about her neckline is completed with carnelian, lapis lazuli, chrysoprase, and so forth. Bare footed paws exceed splendorous adornments for the eye to feast upon.
[#] Tiye has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Wylth'Anon has entered the Dark Realm.
Tiye: (Yo Abaddon.)
Abaddon Woodmyrk looked at Trench. "Im searching for someone with the Title 'Lord of the flames'." his voice seemed rather to be threadning. The boy though seemed to remain calm at all times.
Abaddon Woodmyrk: (Yo Tiye. (: )
Aramil Nailo remains silent in the shadows as he has did before the one's arrival, listening to their conversation, nothing more
Aramil Nailo: had*
[#] Jahana has entered the Dark Realm.
Wylth'Anon jumps onto the first bench she comes across after entering the room and hops from bench to bench until she reaches the front. Collapses into a cross legged position.
Tiye entered the room quietly, slipping around the back to stand at her prefered spot. Left paw went to her stomach as she stared at the ceiling, looking rather green in the face. Silence overcame her as she stood, nudging a toe into the ground.
Abaddon Woodmyrk: (petite = french. x.x; -dies- )
Trench quirks a brow, "Lord of the flames? Mephisto... Hm, he visits here often enough... He'll be about, at some point in time, though I wouldn't expect him within the next couple of hours. I am his nephew, however, the Lord of the shadows... You obviously didn't want him for any Dark Alliance thing, so... Maybe I could aid you with what you sought him for?"
Tiye: (No kidding! :P)
Wylth'Anon: (Cry baby.)
Jahana strides into the room and takes her usual place, first offering a nod to Trench, then to the others present.
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Abaddon Woodmyrk blinks once. "Mephisto? He is is my mentor." he did heard it from the last conversation correctly. So he indeed is Mephisto. -- He looks at Trench still. He remained in the sitting position as avatar displays; eyes where normal, but they just stared like his mind was empty. "Have you got information about any other Lord of Flames?"
Trench stares blankly for a moment, blinking a moment before shaking his head a bit, "I'm sorry, there is only one... Your mentor? Are you aware of another Lord of Flames to mentor you? After all, if it were Mephisto, I would think you to know the name of your mentor, aye?"
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[Good morning]" to you. ]
Tiye lifted her paw from her stomach to cover her mouth as she let out a burp, eyes turning down to stare at the bench beside her before lowering to sit upon it. Drawing her knees up, she spun around and grimaced while she began to unbraid her hair. Most strange was her behavior indeed, but there nothing she was wishing to share with anyone for the moment.
Abaddon Woodmyrk nodded. "Mephisto is my Mentor. He apearantly has the same title as for the person I really seek." the boy looked at the ground again, light narrowed eyes.
[#] Tayn Razorwind has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "(Hey, morning!)" to Set Calabrian. ]
Tayn Razorwind: [Different versions? o.o]
[ Raban Wade whispers, "Hey. Mephisto said that I should speak to you at some point. I'm kinda new to roleplaying and he's been helping me out, but he said that since you were on more you might be more useful." to you. ]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[[You really don't know who I am ICly do ya :-P]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Hey, sure. I'll take you to the arena in a moment and we can go over some things.)" to Raban Wade. ]
Abaddon Woodmyrk: (Probably)
[ You whisper "(I should... I met with you the other day.)" to Set Calabrian. ]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[I mean other than that :-P]" to you. ]
[ Raban Wade whispers, "Ok." to you. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(A suggestion was presented that could develop roleplay to an extent. It involves dream construction.)" to you. ]
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Trench nods slightly, shaking his head a bit, "Indeed... Sorry, I couldn't help you, then..."
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[ Raban Wade whispers, "I'm not new to Furcadia and I've had RP experience before with dice games." to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Go on?)" to Jahana. ]
[ You whisper "(Umm... Other than an up and coming potential ally... I guess not...)" to Set Calabrian. ]
[#] Raban Wade has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "(It is combination of two dreams, more or less. Combine Dark Realm and Howling Oak Tavern in a smaller scale of course. The tavern is above ground and a 'front' for the hidden caves of the Realm beneath.)" to you. ]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[Perhaps if I mention the names Yamo, or Nathaniel Darkeson it may fill you in some :-D]" to you. ]
Abaddon Woodmyrk remains silent. He waits here until Mephisto would have arrived. He looks at the ground. Eyes lightly narrowed. -- Ears perking to catch up any sounds of noises.
[ You whisper "(Hm. I like it. Can you do it?)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(Yes I can.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(We'll give it a shot, then. Then place a pole on the boards and see how people like it.)" to Jahana. ]
Tiye bit her lip as her stomach let out a loud, strange lurching sound, causing her to hunch over some as she tried unbraiding her hair faster. She was ailing, but only just. Her legs tucked beneath her as she sat trying to go about without being noticed, so far she had managed quite well.
[ Jahana whispers, "(Alright. Give me a few days and I will come up with it. :-))" to you. ]
Tayn Razorwind walks in, golden robes and all, whee. He gives Trench a light bow before moving to takea seat.
[ You whisper "(That reminds me... I need you to help me keep the realm up alot more. I'm about to hit alot of expenses, as two more adults are about to move in with me.)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(That is no problem. I can easily keep it up at night and through the day until you can get on. I have been doing it in your off times.)" to you. ]
Trench stands, walking from the room, "There's no need to stay in this business area... May I recommend to each that the tavern is a more relaxing area.." And with that, he takes off.
[#] A drunken shift is felt within the Realm.
Tayn Razorwind sighs lightly, without war, he gets bored.
Jahana pads in a few moments later and takes a nearby seat, wincing just a bit. The rune brands on her arms, shoulders, and neck were still a bit raw looking, but much better than the previous day.
Trench scratches his chin, "I really do need to find another kingdom to start some trouble with..."
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Tayn Razorwind smiles. "I went into a more Eastern-ish, area, I think it was called Hinata. I also encountered Cotys there, the people seem rather open minded, maybe another ally?"
Jahana arches a brow. "Why must it be a kingdom, specifically? Why not a smaller place to start with?"
Trench: She said she was working with it... Jahana, c'mon, can we really afford to make war with some small place? I mean, it's not like we don't have the ability...
[#] Aramil Nailo has left the Dark Realm.
Tayn Razorwind: Bail's.
Tiye sat down comfortably after entering, eventually curling up on the seat and closing her eyes. Her hair trailed off the edge, charms placed within chiming softly. Only enough to announce her presence to those about.
Jahana: You're right, we do, but I say that you pick on a smaller place and the bigger places will automatically want to get involved. See where I am going with this?
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[We still need to speak more of our business some time though]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(I fully agree.)" to Set Calabrian. ]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[Perhaps a time when more of the brothers are on than just myself though]" to you. ]
[#] Abaddon Woodmyrk has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "(Just keep me informed as to when that is.)" to Set Calabrian. ]
Trench shrugs a bit, "Do we have a bartender?"
Tayn Razorwind chuckles. "Nope..."
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[Well, the only one that you really need speak with are Set and Yamo, being as they call the shots. Yamo tends to be on quite late in the eve though]" to you. ]
Jahana slips from her seat. "I can get anyone a drink if they want one."
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "ones*" to you. ]
Tayn Razorwind would never request a drink from his superior, damn soldier mentality XD
[ You whisper "(Hrm, perhaps soon...)" to Set Calabrian. ]
[#] Arucard has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[I shall keep you informed then]" to you. ]
Arucard: ( Kaim here. )
Trench: I've been doing rum, lately.
Tiye felt like tossing her cookies at the moment, and she never served anyone, she felt it below her.
Arucard: ( Jinn is pretty good. )
Tayn Razorwind: [I remember seeing that character before..]
Tayn Razorwind taps his fingers upon the bartop idly. "Trench, Sir, what about raiding Bail's?"
Tiye: (Oh...so you're Kaim's alt...not Kaalle's. Haha.)
Arucard: ( Jinn is pretty good, he even managed to kill Kaim, though his tricks were very uber. )
Trench glances over towards Tiye, but shakes his head a bit before looking to Tayn, "Tell me about Bail's..."
Arucard: ( Kaalle? He steals most my descs. >< )
Arucard twitches. )
Tayn Razorwind: [Lol, let's not rant about Kaale today.]
Arucard needs Alucard. )
Tiye: (Really, there would be nothing for tomorrow.)
Arucard: ( Dracula spelled backwards. )
[#] Carrera Viper has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: (There'd always be plenty for tomorrow.)
Arucard: ( We're all going to blacklist Kaalle. )
[#] Rantar has entered the Dark Realm.
Arucard: ( Nyar/Ab are starting it, 'cause Kaalle ripped off Nyar's Dreadlord character. )
Tayn Razorwind nods "It's the most populated tavern since Wayfarers before it closed down. There are some big wanna be fighters there, and a few potential warriors every time I visit. Maybe we could recruit some from Bail's, and just kill the wanna bes off. Or force Bail's to be a front for us..."
Tiye: (Tiye is a nickname for her real name. :3)
Arucard: ( So, blacklisting means to entirely ignore any role play involving Kaalle, or any rp with him. )
Arucard: ( If you're up for it, whisper Nyar. )
Tayn Razorwind: [Nyar wants Kaalle blacklisted?]
Tayn Razorwind: [This I gotta hear]
Arucard: ( Nyar is the Dreadlord of blood. )
Arucard: ( Kaalle is the Dreadlord of bones. )
Tayn Razorwind: [I know who he is]
Arucard: ( See a resemblance? )
Arucard: ( He stole Nyar's design. )
Tayn Razorwind: [Nyar is also Requiem Mal right?]
Arucard: ( Possibly. )
Tiye was glanced at! Whee! She stared solemnly back at Trench and finally sat up, standing to go and take a seat at the bar. Polite dip of her head given to those talking.
Arucard: ( I wouldn't be sure. )
Trench: Hm, going to war with a tavern is unreasonable. Tavern's don't have armies or residents to attack, They're too open, you'd just be attacking random people... Guess one could put them out of business...
Trench: But, if we can get them to work as a front, that might be good, but... We kind of have a front, as it is. Still, maybe to bring in some funding...
[#] Rantar has left the Dark Realm.
Tayn Razorwind: It is the biggest business spot I've found so far, so even taking a diplomatic measure could get our coffers full.
Arucard loves the new gray eyes added in the update. )
[#] Alathio has entered the Dark Realm.
Tayn Razorwind: [Oh, they added colors?]
Carrera Viper: [I'm glad they got something closer to red]
Arucard: ( Yes. )
Trench: As long as they know our reputation, it should be fairly easy to deal. That's the thing, though... This land has to know of the Dark Realm and it's Dark Alliance, else things tend to be... More difficult.
Jahana taps her claws atop the bar. "Ever thought of relocating the Realm, itself, Trench?"
Tayn Razorwind: If they don't know, we make them know, and have their residents spread the word about why it's nothing but ashes.
Carrera Viper enters the tavern, taking a seat at a table. Carrera would catch the conversation between Tayn and Trench, turning to listen.
Tiye raised her eyes up to gaze at Trench for a long while. "If war is what you seek, why not different lands other than Kasuria?" It seemed sensible to her, at least for the time being.
Trench: Relocate? Why, this has been the spot since I moved from Allegria... What can I say? I'm a traditionalist...
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Trench looks over to Tiye, "Have you been to the other lands?"
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "You know a Dretch Irontooth?" to you. ]
Jahana nods. "Yes, I know you are a traditionlist, but even tradition needs to be broken or changed sometimes."
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[]*" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Not really, no...)" to Set Calabrian. ]
Tiye would raise her eyebrows and then nodded. "Oh yes, my family sent me to many nations, including our neighbors, since their queen is my fourth cousin..." She stopped there, it would get a little complicated to explain even more.
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[All i needed to know. Sorry to bother you]" to you. ]
Trench: This is set right at the end of a path... I mean, it's set apart from other places, yet still quite simple to get to. And everyone knows where it is... Would moving really be a wise idea?
Tayn Razorwind: Thing is, the closer we are to population, the more will naturally come out of nothing better to do, and even more chances a kingdom could start trouble with us, then giving us the self defense excuse to eliminate entire kingdoms.
Trench looks back to Tiye, once more, "I've been to some of this other places... Furrabia, for instance... It's all just sex clubs and harlot buildings. Very little of any actual value.
Trench: "
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[Did't want him to be one of yours as he says he is when i kill him ;-)]" to you. ]
Tayn Razorwind chuckles. "Sex clubs bring in money though..."
[ You whisper "(Well, in all fairness, I don't know alot of those under me. I have a Council that handles those kinds of things.)" to Set Calabrian. ]
Tiye laughed aloud. "But well known for their spices and exotic treasures. I am talking of conquering countries, not women." Defiant smirk was brought to her lips.
Tayn Razorwind: Conquer the countries through the women, get the warriors some action and then we kill their mates and inherit the business?
Trench looks over to Carrera, "What do you think? You able to start some relations to some of these other areas?"
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[Sorry to say, but if he is one of yours, it's a little too late now anyways :-D]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Eh, I'll probably hear about it eventually. It's alright.)" to Set Calabrian. ]
[#] Blaceta Jaguar has entered the Dark Realm.
Jahana shrugs. "You could even have different headquarters run by trusted council in these other areas, should they prove worthwhile."
Carrera Viper nods agreeing with Trench's assesment of FurN. Then looks to Tayn then to Trench. "I beleive I can talk with the leaders, open the gate for further negotiations. But does the Realm really want to have anything to do with FurN? It's a vile place."
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[lol such love for those that give their lives for you lol]" to you. ]
Tayn Razorwind smiles a bit "FurN's been my second home for years, and I'm not too bad..."
Tiye chuckled darkly at Tayn. "And what happens, my lord, when the women themselves are warriors? Furrabia has nothing that this place already has. Since Lord Trench has his own harem."
Carrera Viper: I'm not too fond of it because a girl can't walk the streets there without being solicited to do some unspeakable act.
[ You whisper "(Hey, if they attack people I'm trying to get in good relations with, I have little sympathy for them. It certainly wasn't by my orders that he's there getting in trouble.)" to Set Calabrian. ]
Blaceta Jaguar limps her way somewhat dramatically inside, stubborness alone keeping her mangled body from collapsing before she got to the bar. Grumble huffed out of exhausted lungs, and once upon the stool, she'd effectively flop.
Tayn Razorwind smiles even wider. "Then we recruit some women and Micheru's irrational commands get more amusing..."
Tayn Razorwind archres a brow hearing the flop, turning to look at the mangled panther. All he can say is... "Damn...wish I knew how to heal.."
Jahana arches a brow, looking to Trench. "You have a harem now?" she asks, grinning.
Trench shrugs, "It happens."
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[If anything, my kind will see him as a gift from you :-P. A new corpse for our bloodspeaker as well]" to you. ]
Jahana rolls her eyes. "Oh yes, you must have your variety."
[ You whisper "(Then he's done his part.)" to Set Calabrian. ]
Wylth'Anon's attention span, though short, happens to pick up on Carrera's words. "A vile place? How does that deter one of the Dark Realm?"
Trench nods.
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[ :-D]" to you. ]
Tiye raised her brows again. "And how might they be recruited? Suppose they hate the male race?" Fingernails were placed out in front of her to inspect, obviously trying to get them all to understand something she had hidden. "And it also so happens that his slaves are lazy. No one likes a lazy slave. Once they have nothing to do they start getting ideas on how to rebel..."
Arucard gouges his hand through a swirling portal of many colors, ripping himself free and into the physical realm. "..Howdy.." He'd say, turning to rip the handle off one of the jugs of beer, and just letting it ridiculiously pour into his mouth. Yum... beer. >)
Tayn Razorwind shrugs "Kill them too then. No loss."
Blaceta Jaguar shakes lightly her muzzle with a tired though surprisingly good tempered grin. "Neh... that'd make me worse." Glance shifted to crimson-clothed male behind the bar. "Blood? Bloodwyne? Something that'd fuel the regeneration'd be nice...."
Jahana snickers. "Or let Cotys have at them."
Tayn Razorwind now has flashbacks of his favorite kill, he actually ended up imapling swomeone through their rectum then cleaving their head in two...yum.
Carrera Viper turns her eyes to look upon, Wylth, shrugs with a light grin. "I'v been gone for a while. I suppose I forgot to take that into consideration. I suppose there are potentials for recruitment there. Perhaps we can get women who can seduce leaders to join us? Or use the same type of women to spy on the leaders."
Carrera Viper: Or men to be fair.
Tayn Razorwind chuckles. "Yes, we go to the queens of realms and be like:Here is this stallion as a gift to you..."
Arucard would rather choose a dagger in the vagina as a source of death, much more creative, anywho, he began to maniacly spit in every direction. "..What the fu-" He frowned, "..BLOOD?!.."
Wylth'Anon: Too many act as if they're sucking Light in the dark corners, and wearing dark masks in the tunnels of the Realm.
Tiye turned her gaze to Arucard. "Are you sure you want to drink that? Did you bring it with you? It could be poisoned..." She looked over at Tayn. "Wrong, you let a woman convince other women to join the recruits. If you send a male, the Amazons would only kill him or rape him." As to what Carrera spoke of, her eyes lit up. "Indeed."
Trench nods to Carrera's comment, "Aye, females seriously overlook their own abilities at the price of 'pride'. If they were only a bit more ruthless... I tell ya, I could train up a ruthless female to be an assassin more excelled than any male..."
Tayn Razorwind: [It'd be like that Kill Bill asian chick]
Trench: Rape him, eh..? Hmm...
Carrera Viper: [O-ren?]
Tayn Razorwind: [Yes]
Tiye: (You're kidding, right?)
Carrera Viper: [Those were good movies]
Tiye: (They sucked ass.)
Tayn Razorwind: [No, the premise works]
Jahana chuckles softly, yet says nothing. She idly thinks on something that had occurred a few days ago.
Tayn Razorwind: [Kill a male leader while fucking him]
Carrera Viper: [I get what your saying though.]
Arucard: ( Castration. >) )
Arucard: ( Actually, that's Arucard's job. )
Carrera Viper: [I'm pretty sure thats what she means]
Tayn Razorwind: [No, get the woman on top and have her bite him in the throat just a bit too hard...]
Tiye: (It was Monty Python crossed with a really bad Jackie Chan-like film.)
Tayn Razorwind: [Then castrate after she gets off]
Blaceta Jaguar was sure that vamps were more comman than that. She'd arch a brow, as this was likely the most surprised responce she'd ever gotten to such a request. "That's what I said... is it a problem? Bloodwyne would work just as well if you would..."
Tiye: (Do any of you watch James Bond films?)
Carrera Viper: [I do]
[#] Jahana has left the Dark Realm.
Tayn Razorwind: [Oooo James....LOL]
Trench: (A few. Wow, why'd this thing go OOC?)
Tayn Razorwind: [Because it's amusing]
Tiye: (Do you remember the one where the woman killed the captain and he died "A happy man?")
Tiye: (I dunno.)
Tayn Razorwind: [Goldeneye]
Tiye: (Yup.)
Carrera Viper: [Yep]
Tiye: (So Kill Bill doesn't even compare.)
Arucard in fact, may of spit some of that blood on Trench, or just on the bar before him. Anywho, the sword-wielding megalomaniac proceeds to begin dumping over everything behind the bar.
Tayn Razorwind: [Xena's probably the easiest woman for most men to please in bed, all she needs to do is get on top and squeeze and she has an orgasm]
[ Raban Wade whispers, "So, when should we do this thing? When you're finished debating hwo to go about destroying an undecided target?" to you. ]
Trench quirks a brow towards Arucard's actions, "Umm..."
Tiye: (Xena turned lesbian. Remember?)
[ Raban Wade whispers, " ;p" to you. ]
(You see Arucard.)
> Red Lightning; an ultimatly deceptive warrior, therein proclamated as a cursed manslayer. Platinium tendrils sprung out in the form of many spikes and the such, as to grant an almost maniacle countenance to the male. Sheathed at his sides were two average katanas, and a variety of ninjitsu gear, such as: claws, shurikens, and several grappling hooks. Lastly, he wore red boots, pants, and a crimson trenchoat.
Carrera Viper: [Wow this got weird]
Tayn Razorwind: [No, she tried to do the same to Bond]
Trench: Please, excuse me a moment...
Tayn Razorwind: [She was always bi]
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Trench: What has he gone over for you?
Raban Wade: Well, what I know so far is that you have to attempt to attack and that you should not "prep" even if people tell you to.
Trench: Heh, well, prepping is a topic of issue... Really, it's per person. Sometimes, prepping isn't bad. I mean, I can't instantly cast a death spell at you. It requires some preperation.
Raban Wade: He said that some things should take multiple turns to do, like you can't just kill someone.
Trench: Exactly... Yeah, he and I have been playing in the same type of format for about the same amount of time... We share alot of the same opinions, but you'll find some people don't agree... For one, never use dice. I mean, that's just... Don't do it.
Raban Wade: I've played games like DnD before... dice seems like it'd be good in a lot of situations.
Raban Wade: Even if you do freeform for most things I mean.
Trench: It's true, there is an occasional situation that it might work in, but for the most part... Umm... I wouldn't advise it.
[#] Wylth'Anon has left the Dark Realm.
Raban Wade: Ok.
(You see Raban Wade.)
> He carries himself proffesionally, with an aura of self-assuredness. His long burnt headfur is slicked back and combed into a handsome ponytail tied with a piece of black rope. His garmets are formal, a length of sleek dark trousers, a light gray button down, and a greenish jacket. There are no obvious weapons on him. http://www.geocities.com/rabanwade/Info.html
Trench: Race. Do you have any? The big thing is, know your charecter. Know what you do, why you do it, and regarding magics, how you do it...
Raban Wade: I don't have any real powers yet. I figured I would leave most of my future abilities to RP.
Trench: That's good. Do you have any form of history?
[#] Arucard has left the Dark Realm.
Raban Wade: Yea, on my website.
Raban Wade: www.geocities.com/rabanwade/info.html
Trench: Got it.
Raban Wade: I read all the stuff on furcadia.com/roleplay but it doesn't seem like anyone follows those rules.
[#] Alathio has left the Dark Realm.
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Trench: sorry, afk a sec.
Raban Wade: Reading my website by any chance?
Trench: aye
Trench: A few problems, I think...
Trench: Heal from death...
Raban Wade: Unless true death is inflicted via decapitation.
Trench: What do you mean 'can heal from any level'?
[#] Kisa the Pyro has entered the Dark Realm.
Raban Wade: Any level of damage... even if he were lying in a puddle of his own blood where a human would be dead if he is given blood he can revive.
Trench: Alright, I see something about vampfurre abilities, so your race is vamp?
[#] Abaddon Woodmyrk has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Alathio has entered the Dark Realm.
Raban Wade: Yep. http://www.furcadia.com/roleplay/furvamps.html
Trench: So, when you said you don't have any real powers, yet, what you meant is that you have a list of powers, already....
(You see Abaddon Woodmyrk.)
> A young kid of about fourteen years. He seems to have a nice apearance. Grey furr adorns his apearance as red-painted short militairy styled hair would remain upon his head. His hair is originaly black. The child wears no gloves or bracers. Having black strong boots and a grey cape wich follows his body until the lower parts of his ankles. White troussers where worn with a white shirt. He simply did not seem to wear any armor. (www.freewebs.com/woodmyrk/">Abaddon)(Pyromancer)
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[Hey there]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Hey, sexy. What's going on?)" to Kithen Ashlar. ]
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[Heh, not a whole lot. Feeling sick today. How about you?]" to you. ]
Raban Wade: I have the regular powers that come with being of that race and one bonus; poppytongue. I also possess all of the weaknesses.
[ You whisper "(No, I'm feeling alright, actually.)" to Kithen Ashlar. ]
Abaddon Woodmyrk walked inside this room as he heard voices coming from there; casual and slow movements made him apear as he came from the shadow that covered the place between the rooms. As he became revealed he blinks a single time. Only listning. He stands there only.
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[That's a good thing then. What's new?]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Ah, beats me. Things happen around here, these days, that I don't even know about, anymore. No one tells me anything. But, at least the Realm is picking up.)" to Kithen Ashlar. ]
* Current players: Dark Realm, Carrera Viper, Tayn Razorwind, Trench, Tiye, Raban Wade, Blaceta Jaguar, Kisa the Pyro, Abaddon Woodmyrk, Alathio.
* 10 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 1846 total players online. Uptime 23:39
* Max players this session: 2890
* Max players today: 1894
Trench: So, make sure you understand your powers. How they work and why...
[#] Elghinyrr Suru has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[>.<; Don't you just hate when you're left out of things, like that?]" to you. ]
Raban Wade: I think I have a pretty good idea.
[ You whisper "(Nah. I like the idea of things working without needing my full attention. Lets me relax a bit.)" to Kithen Ashlar. ]
[#] Kisa the Pyro has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: Aye? Alright, you're dying... You drink a bit of blood and you recover quite well, where any other would probably perish. Why?
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[Yeah, that is true. But it's good that you atleast know what's going on.]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Some things I wish I knew... Some things I realized I'm better off not knowing.)" to Kithen Ashlar. ]
Raban Wade: Hmm...
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[LOL, that's too true.]" to you. ]
Abaddon Woodmyrk stands, only. It seems not the time to practice his techniques here at this point of time. He stands here, listning in the background. Maybe he will learn something.
Raban Wade: Perhaps the damned soul that resides inside this physical form is no longer subject to the laws of the material plane. Because I have no afterlife the sould clings to the body until it is forced off it.
[#] Linnian has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Vulgar Freak whispers, "my dreams uploaded just south of the DR and if you have time, join my alt Furcadian Cabbit Army Base to come see." to you. ]
Trench: Some say the vamps lack soul... I won't get into that argument. I'm more of an anti-vamp, myself, and not overly knowledgable in their ways. However, I know my own race intimately. However, were I to speculate, I would say that the body is already dead. Killing it does no real good. However, because of it's demon energies, that keep it 'alive', it speeds up the healing energies, of which are drawn from fresh blood. Older blood may also help, but it would be drained of it's natural energies, thus it wouldn't help near as much.
Trench: Just speculation.
[ You whisper "Aye." to Vulgar Freak. ]
[#] Linnian has left the Dark Realm.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Carrera Viper, Tayn Razorwind, Trench, Tiye, Raban Wade, Blaceta Jaguar, Elghinyrr Suru, Abaddon Woodmyrk, Alathio.
* 10 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 1863 total players online. Uptime 23:46
* Max players this session: 2890
* Max players today: 1894
Raban Wade nods. "The idea with these vamps is that they are cursed; a god essentially steals a chunk of their soul when they are turned. That missing part is the reason for the "lacuna" weakness."
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[So what are you up to now?]" to you. ]
Trench: That's a part Mephisto would have to help you with. He knows the vamps as well as I know my own race...
[ You whisper "(Training up a newbie.)" to Kithen Ashlar. ]
Raban Wade: I just set up the character like the ones they have on the site.
Raban Wade: http://www.furcadia.com/roleplay/furvamps.html
Trench: Yeah, sometimes the site isn't always the best source...
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[Sounds like tons of fun]" to you. ]
Raban Wade: You mean I can't play that vampfurre?
Raban Wade: When I was trying to think of a reason why all of these kinds of vampires could exist I just figured that they were different species with similair powers created different ways.
Trench: Especially in this area... Well, to begin, no one can tell you what you can and can't play... However, it would do well, especially if you stay around here, to know the Realm's versions of these things. And I strongly recommend this as the Realm, and those that frequent here, have had alot of influence on the general RP.
Trench: Another thing is, vampire or vampyre?
Raban Wade: Vampfurre. :-P But I suppose it's more closely related to vampire.
Trench: Probably...
Raban Wade: I don't have as many weaknesses nor as many strengths.
Raban Wade: For example, I don't posess super speed or super strength, though more powerful vampfurres can learn those things.
Trench: Mephisto is more a vampyre... But, I wager he still knows a bit about the vampire...
Raban Wade: I figured that. :-P
Trench: I'm just guessing, tehre.
Trench: There.
Raban Wade: He's probably an expert on all "vamps".
Trench: Maybe... Really, you'd have to speak to him on the details. Lemme see if I can find something...
[#] Abaddon Woodmyrk has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: ftp://twolfhound.dyndns.org/Pages/Library/RPRules.txt
Trench: ftp://twolfhound.dyndns.org/Pages/Library/MoreRPRules.txt
Trench: ftp://twolfhound.dyndns.org/Pages/Library/YetMoreRP.txt
Trench: Those three documents say it all.
Raban Wade: He he.
Raban Wade: Aw crap... no word wrap.
Trench: Do a select all and put them in a notepad file.
Raban Wade: Already done.
Trench: Der ya go.
Raban Wade: I might re-VAMP this character though, I don't know if I like the race he is now.
Raban Wade chuckles at the bad pun.
Trench: Cute... Nah, don't get me wrong, it can be played well. Just be careful. We see alot of vamp wannabe idiots.
Raban Wade: I see a lot of vamps who play the Anne Rice kind of vampire.
Raban Wade: I picked that Vampfurre because its weaknesses and strengths seem to balance out well.
Trench: There are other races, as well.. For instance, you won't find mine on most web sites...
Raban Wade: A shadow thing?
Trench: Kinda, aye.
(You see Trench.)
> Royal blue hair drapes over his shoulders, cascading down his back. Dark cold eyes look past his elderly, yet sharp and dark face. Coal leather armor encases his body up to his neck, down his arms to his wrists. Odd black metal bracers cover his lower arms and fingerless gloves cover his paws. A dark blade peeks out from under his black cloak-like jacket and three black spheres orbit ominously around his form.
Raban Wade: I was thinking about a Necromancer...
Trench: We have had a few come through here, every now and again.
Raban Wade: Would you recommend starting with something everyone knows? Like a vampyre?
[#] Tiye has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: I would recommend starting out as a normal furre type... Then get changed later on.
Raban Wade: What would be a motive for coming here then?
[#] Absinth Daja has entered the Dark Realm.
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[#] Blaceta Jaguar has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: What, exactly, are you refering to?
Trench: Here being Furc, or here being the Realm?
Raban Wade: Why would a mere mortal come to the Dark Realm?
Trench: Many mortals come here... It's a place for... Well, I guess it depends on your motives. But, the motives of a mortal aren't too often different nonmortal purposes.
Raban Wade: Hrm.
Trench: You, for instance, may come to look at the different types of species there are to become.
Raban Wade: But a mortal voluntarily choosing vampiship?
Raban Wade: Isn't it a curse?
Raban Wade: I mean, if one actually had to experience it.
Trench: Not to them... But, a typical mortal, I don't think, would normally choose it.
Trench: But, now that you have those three pages... You just read those, and they pretty much explain the RP guidelines. They're more realistic guidelines, not the BS the owners of this place come up with.
Raban Wade: I just finished them.
Trench: Now, it's just a matter of keeping them in practice.
Raban Wade: So I'm all set to go off and RP?
Trench: Unless you have further questions?
[#] Elghinyrr Suru has left the Dark Realm.
Raban Wade: None at the moment.
Raban Wade: Except...
Trench: Aye?
Raban Wade: When should I roleplay my entry to Dark Realm?
[#] Alathio has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: Well, people wander in often and just hang around. You may want to do that for a bit, first. Get a feel of the place... Then, when you're settled in and feel comfortable, see myself or one of the Council and speak with them about permanent residency
Raban Wade: Ok.
Trench: Ready to head back to the tavern, then?
[#] Carrera Viper has left the Dark Realm.
Raban Wade: Actually, I'm logging off.
Raban Wade: I'll see you in the morning. ^ ^
Trench: Alright, until later, then.
Trench: Teleport, tavern!
[#] A drunken shift is felt within the Realm.
(You see Absinth Daja.)
> Green eyes, deep, drowningly deep...Set in a delicate, all too human face, of vaguely asian decent. Luminous pale skin, seemed to hold the light, through drifting shreaded green silk. Black leather clinch pulled her waist in to be spanned by two hands, excentuateing an allready hourglass figure. Scars ran up her arms, crossed her sholders in strange pattrens, swirling entertwineing. Black hair curled about her sholders, glossy as raven's wing, a well kept prisioner she was...Or perhaps not.
[#] Raban Wade has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: See? I leave for a few minutes, and look what happens...
* Current players: Dark Realm, Absinth Daja, Tayn Razorwind, Trench.
* 4 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 1964 total players online. Uptime 1 day 0:19
* Max players this session: 2890
* Max players today: 1992
Tayn Razorwind chuckles. "Trench, Sir, meet Absinth, my favorite." He can't call her his slave yet, but hey, that just makes favorite sound better XD.
Trench offers a brief nod to the lass, "Greetings. Welcome to my home."
[#] Morgana Elza`bet has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Tayn Razorwind whispers, "[Where are the rooms in this dream again? XD]" to you. ]
Absinth Daja smirked abit more, just about to whisper..something...probally something dirty to the beast, before pauseing with a smile and a nod, "Thank you Sir,"
[ You whisper "(Heh, two ways to get there. One, travel through the hallway until you get to a long one with three entrances, or simply enter through the thone room, go out the back way, and there you are.)" to Tayn Razorwind. ]
[ Tayn Razorwind whispers, "[Alright, thanks heh]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Aye, enjoy.)" to Tayn Razorwind. ]
[ You whisper "" to Morgana Elza`bet. ]
[#] Absinth Daja has left the Dark Realm.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Morgana Elza`bet, Tayn Razorwind, Trench.
* 4 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 1957 total players online. Uptime 1 day 0:25
* Max players this session: 2890
* Max players today: 1992
[ You whisper "" to Tayn Razorwind. ]
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with absin! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[ Morgana Elza`bet whispers, "[Not much, Why?]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Trench uses <>'s for IC and ()'s for OOC..." to Morgana Elza`bet. ]
[ Tayn Razorwind whispers, "~No~ [Her comp sucks]" to you. ]
[ Morgana Elza`bet whispers, "Mmkay. Well still stating, Not much Why?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Ah, that sucks.)" to Tayn Razorwind. ]
[ You whisper "" to Morgana Elza`bet. ]
[#] Absinth Daja has entered the Dark Realm.
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with tiy! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[ Morgana Elza`bet whispers, " I do hang around much of time, Most of the time is in the Arena sitting upon one of the Diaz's doing nothing except being away for hours at times. Perhaps, I'll take you up on that offer. If you don't mind teaching a beginner." to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Morgana Elza`bet. ]
[*] Your request has been sent to Morgana Elza`bet.
[*] Morgana Elza`bet has accepted your request.
[*] Morgana Elza`bet joins you.
Trench: Few seem to know this area of this Realm even exists...
Morgana Elza`bet: Well now I do, so I'm least among the few.
Trench smirks, but nods, "I think the guidelines of the game are fairly simple, yes?"
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Morgana Elza`bet Nods a bit. "If that means I have to take the ball from you and kicking it in your goal..it seems simple enough."
Trench: Indeed... Shall we, then?
Morgana Elza`bet: Allright
Trench: Ladies first...
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Session closed 2004-11-24 15:01:00



Session started 2004-11-24 15:02:59

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* Meovanni is for friendly conversations and Persona Play - free-form "Let's Pretend" with just one rule, The Consent Rule. That is, if someone else pretends something has happened to you, you don't have to play along unless you want to. If you don't, just ignore it and act like it never happened to you. Please keep all actions and language here suited for all ages. Thanks! Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream.
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* You've discovered Imaginarium. Play here follows the Consent Rule. As it's more of a back-stage area, feel free to discuss in-character, "IC", action and upload roleplay-oriented Dreams. The Imaginarium has entrances to two additional main areas suited for roleplaying, Theriopolis and Goldwyn. Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream. (Dream by Sidereal, Talzhemir and Emerald Flame)
(You enter the dream of Dark Realm.)
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 474)
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
[#] Absinth Daja has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Tayn Razorwind has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Morgana Elza`bet has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: Teleport, Forest!
[#] A peaceful shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] Tayn Razorwind has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Alykia has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Alykia has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Alykia. ]
[ Alykia whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Absinth Daja has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Alykia. ]
[#] Morgana Elza`bet has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Alykia has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[I need something to do.]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Wanna play soccer?)" to Kithen Ashlar. ]
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[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[Soccer?]" to you. ]
[ Alykia whispers, "" to you. ]
[*] Your request has been sent to Alykia.
[*] Alykia has accepted your request.
[*] Alykia joins you.
[ You whisper "(Soccer.)" to Kithen Ashlar. ]
[#] Morgana Elza`bet has left the Dark Realm.
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with morgana elz! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Alykia pads quietly into the game room. Wooden ears prick forward as she looks at the surrounding area with mild curiosity, haveing not seen the room before. drawing forward, she takes a seat upon the grass and offers a smile to trench. "This is odd... hello father."
Trench offers a slight nod, "It's been here for quite some time... Not really hidden, but not typically noticed. I think it's highly underused. Greetings, daughter. Have things been well?"
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[Hmm]" to you. ]
Alykia shrugs slightly, gaze turning back to him as she frowns faintly. "Rm.. somewhat..... yourself?"
Trench offers a slight chuckle, "Quite well. Unfortunately, the better things are for me, the worse for the Realm, but... It seems to at least still be standing, so I can't complain too much there."
[#] Tiye has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Alykia.)
> ~*Alykia K. Wolfhound*~ Silent forestall eye gaze silently outwards. Oak leaves cascade across slender shoulders, moss decorating across cheeks in rune like patterns as they disappear underneath a wide neck tunic. Long vest secured by silver chains, a silver claw hangs from leather choker encircling slender neck and a large saber strapped to her back. {www.whitecrow.4mg.com}
Alykia's lips twitch as she chuckles a bit halrheartedly yet nods. "As long as your doing well, in the end I suppose things are alright..." Sighing, she looks to the ground, forwning somewhat. "I was over at Bail's, speaking to some freinds there and there have been alot of fights. I saw Nyar and abaddon deal with some sort of bomb throwing fellow, they have been frequenting that tavern alot lately.. also saw a rather interesting family. The Ti'Vasilios... Sent Jaguar to watch them. Erm.. I am sorry I havent done as well with the spies as I should."
Trench shrugs, "It's a tough business. There was one lad seeking employment. It's on the DA message board, somewhere. Maybe you can work with him, as well. At least you've been watching things. Tayn was suggesting we take some diplomatic steps at Bail's..."
Alykia's head inclines with a nod as she chuckles thickly. "I have actualy been keeping an eye out for him, the more the better... and. ah.. We already had. Balcion is a close freind of mine. He has been very busy lately so has not been able to do too much with keeping an eye upon things at the tavern but he tries."
Trench: I should speak with him sometime... Hrm... You up for a game?
Alykia's ears prick forward as she looks to the ball with curiosity. "Sure... and as for balcion, be careful around him? He is a very youthful and soft personality, dislikes alot of violence yet likes to let the patrions do as they will."
Trench hops up, nodding, "I know how to deal with his kind. Alright, stand opposite of me..."
Alykia: [With the new update we are doing, He promised me share and able to walk around the dream invis. ;-)]
Trench: (Hm, I need to figure that one out...)
Trench: Ladies first.
Alykia: [Its easy, have it at my dream, I can show.]
[#] Tiye has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Kilgrin Staro has entered the Dark Realm.
Alykia chuckles.
Trench: I miss this... Wish I could make a bigger field...
Alykia: Thats harder then it looks.
Trench: By all means...
Alykia smiles: Its not the kind of game I'm used to.
Trench: Cheater...
Trench: =P
Alykia snickers.
Alykia tchs and snickers. "I"m not good at this."
Trench: I used to be great...
Trench: Used to be...
* Current players: Dark Realm, Trench, Tayn Razorwind, Absinth Daja, Alykia, Kilgrin Staro.
* 6 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 1638 total players online. Uptime 0:23
* Max players this session: 1643
* Max players today: 1643
Alykia: Well thats three points.
Trench has an idea...
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with tiy! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Alykia: Seems your still fine. I've never played this.
Alykia: Tend to stick to Othello and Chess.
Alykia: ... That reminds me.. Have you ever played Othello?
Trench: What can I say, I'm a physical type... Othello? Umm... No...
Trench really needs to expand the field...
Alykia: Another game?
Trench: Of course. Think you can score?
Trench: =P
Alykia: the small field makes it extreamly difficult, but its still interesting.
Alykia: I can try.
Alykia chuckles.
Trench: Gotta be quick...
Alykia: Alright, mabye I cant.
Trench: I want more people, too... One day, I'd like to try some soccer torneys...
Alykia: Well... Would you like a game of Othello?
Trench: I suppose I could learn...
Trench: Is it like dice?
[*] Trench rolls 1d6 & gets 2.
[*] Trench rolls 2d6 & gets 8.
Trench damns.
Alykia: I have a board for it over at my old home.
Alykia: Not really, no.
[#] Alykia has left the Dark Realm.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Trench, Tayn Razorwind, Absinth Daja, Kilgrin Staro.
* 5 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 1706 total players online. Uptime 0:29
* Max players this session: 1711
* Max players today: 1711
(You see Kilgrin Staro.)
> A tall knight stands in the midst of a dark corner. His eyes glowing a bright yellow. A long scar pertruding down his right eye. Dressed in the colors of blue and black. Most his clothes ripped and worn out. His long journey leaves him tired and restless. When you walk past this stranger his narrow yellow eyes seem to trail upon you.. Examining your every move. He is cautious and aware of his environments. [IC: 27]
[*] Alykia requests permission to join your company. To accept the request, type `summon and press . To decline, type `decline and press
[ Alykia whispers, "[pardon, had to set the bot up.]" to you. ]
[ Alykia whispers, " [*] Your request has been sent to Alykia.
[#] Kilgrin Staro has left the Dark Realm.
[*] Alykia has accepted your request.
[*] Alykia summons you.
* You've discovered Imaginarium. Play here follows the Consent Rule. As it's more of a back-stage area, feel free to discuss in-character, "IC", action and upload roleplay-oriented Dreams. The Imaginarium has entrances to two additional main areas suited for roleplaying, Theriopolis and Goldwyn. Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream. (Dream by Sidereal, Talzhemir and Emerald Flame)
Alykia: [pardon.]
(You see Servaeros.)
> Servaeros means Moonfire in Dragonic. Please call me Moonfire only IF you are a friend I know of if you are not i will simply being the Red Dragon I am ignor you. [Druid] [True Nuteral] [Ushaly dosn't but in with Aguments between Xelloss and Filia she jsut simple says " I'm True Nuteral!" then jsut walks away form them and sits by Linna]
Lance Burgingham: [Oh wow.. crusty old fogey, you're still around. xD]
(You see Kilgrin Staro.)
> A tall knight stands in the midst of a dark corner. His eyes glowing a bright yellow. A long scar pertruding down his right eye. Dressed in the colors of blue and black. Most his clothes ripped and worn out. His long journey leaves him tired and restless. When you walk past this stranger his narrow yellow eyes seem to trail upon you.. Examining your every move. He is cautious and aware of his environments. [IC: 27]
(You see Lance Burgingham.)
>
(You see Ti'BloodRune.)
> ...
(You see Servaeros.)
> Servaeros means Moonfire in Dragonic. Please call me Moonfire only IF you are a friend I know of if you are not i will simply being the Red Dragon I am ignor you. [Druid] [True Nuteral] [Ushaly dosn't but in with Aguments between Xelloss and Filia she jsut simple says " I'm True Nuteral!" then jsut walks away form them and sits by Linna]
Lance Burgingham: [Then again so is Raven, Mephisto, Mune.. oh my.. the list goes on x.x;]
Lance Burgingham: [~Chaos quit awhile ago though, did he not?]
Trench isn't really here... Is just an illusion...
Trench: (Nah, he quit.)
Ti'BloodRune: [He comes on as another char.]
Ti'BloodRune: [so I heard.]
Ti'BloodRune: [same as the rest of them save raven.]
Trench: (Beats me. I never really knew him.)
Trench: (Raven has a different char... Kinda...)
Ti'BloodRune: [and there is a guy here that claims to be raven but some other people have some solid proof against htat.]
Trench: (And Meph is still the same old char.)
[ Ti'BloodRune whispers, "[your talking about abaddon?]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Uh, no...)" to Ti'BloodRune. ]
Lance Burgingham: [Mune is still about, as is Mephisto. Raven of course came back awhile ago.. last i saw of him..well the real raven.. there's someone who has his old name now.. we were talking about the soggy pillows he and Ravina made back in ol' theiro..]
[ Ti'BloodRune whispers, "Abaddon claims he's raven, but ayumi questioned him on that earlier as she was freinds with raven and he does not remember goliath or the rest.[]" to you. ]
Lance Burgingham: [Oh? Do tell. I've seen many raven impersonators as of late. :/]
[ You whisper "(Maybe, but I don't remember alot of people from my past, either. Doesn't mean I'm not me... Raven did remember me, and some things of our past.)" to Ti'BloodRune. ]
(You see Servaeros.)
> Servaeros means Moonfire in Dragonic. Please call me Moonfire only IF you are a friend I know of if you are not i will simply being the Red Dragon I am ignor you. [Druid] [True Nuteral] [Ushaly dosn't but in with Aguments between Xelloss and Filia she jsut simple says " I'm True Nuteral!" then jsut walks away form them and sits by Linna]
Alykia: [finaly.]
Trench wagers Servaeros is really hot in an RL situation...
(You enter the dream of Ti'BloodRune.)
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 3730)
[ Alykia whispers, "this is a preaty old dream so alot of the items are kind of off.[]" to you. ]
[#] A soft breeze blows gently through, rustling across the surrounding area like a faint whisper.
[#] ~*~
[#] A faint rustling drifts momentarily across from the nearby foilage as if a thick wind had blown across them.
[#] A huge mountain side can be seen in the distance, Encircling the small cove in which the island rests as only the south western tip remains accessible for ships to approach, protected by sharp and jagged rocks that lie in wait for the unsuspecting victim. A sence of peace and contentment fill the small area. The soft smell of moss and lavinder waft across as one can hear the faint sound of crickets and feeding of the giant tortious nearby.
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
[#] \Welcome to the islands. All comands must be stated in [Brackets.] with the period. Say '[Menu.]' for command lists.\
[#] A gentle breeze rolls through the area, careing with it the soft scent of the ocean waters.
[#]
Alykia: [Oikos.]
[#] ~*~
[#] \Welcome to the gameing room. Game commands available; 'Chess set.' 'Checkers set' 'Othello set.' (Please remember to use [Brackets.] with the period when stateing any command.)\
Alykia: [othello set.]
Trench needs to put in some coding that transformed the soccer field to a chess board...
Alykia muses: This place is dusty.. I've not been here in a very very long time.
Alykia: [I can do that.]
Alykia: [chess set.]
Alykia: [checkers set.]
Alykia: [othello set.]
Trench: (Yes, it's simple coding... I just need to do it.)
Alykia: [I can do about anything with ds.]
Alykia chuckles and nods.[]
Alykia: The point of this game is to fill the board with your collor of pillows.
Alykia: To use it, just pick up a pillow, and use it where you want to drop it.
Alykia: Like that.
Alykia: [othello rules.]
Alykia: [othello rules]
Alykia: [hrm, its not added. drat.]
Alykia Smiles and nods.
Alykia: [you can change the color both virticaly and diaganaly, so long as the other player's color is between you and another of yours.
Alykia: So, ready for a game?
Alykia: This is much like chess and one takes turns.
Alykia: [Othello set.]
Alykia: Guests first. :-)
Alykia: A good stratagy is to try to take control of the corners.
[ Servaeros whispers, "*wrist down this furs name and WILL report it to ehr Boyfriend*" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Trench is somehow unafraid... Go figure..." to Servaeros. ]
Alykia: [I can give you the ds for this. I Love this game.]
Trench: I seem to be having some troubles in figuring exactly what it is that'll change colors...
Alykia: IF you were to place here, then all the white pillows, between where I'm standing and where your other black pillow is, will change.
Alykia: You can only drop where you can 'capture' a white pillow.
Trench: I have... And it doesn't change the whites I expect it to...
Trench: Such as when I dropped for here.
Trench: I dropped it here... Thought it'd change the whole row...
Trench: It didn't.
Trench: It just changed the ones between you and I.
Alykia: You had a black pillow here, so it changed the white that was between where you are, and where another black pillow was.
Alykia: you do not have a black pillow down here, so it couldnt change this row.
Alykia: IT can only change in dirrect lines.
[#] A soft breeze blows gently through, rustling across the surrounding area like a faint whisper.
Alykia: Make sence?
Trench: Aye.
Alykia: [btw, Cotys and I were talking and came up with a tourney idea.]
Trench: (Uh oh... What's that?)
[&] 3:53:52 PM Player Cotys is online.
Alykia: [we could host a tourney at the Dark Realm.[
[&] 3:54:22 PM Player Dark Realm is online.
Trench: Umm...
Alykia: [the winner and second place get a port space, supplied by Cotys and I.]
Trench: I couldn't have you two doing that...
Alykia: [each who join have to have a weekness for every power, anad to give that list to a judge to make it fair.]
Alykia: [Its only ten bucks, T... thats cheeper then snot[
Trench: Still, it is my Realm... If someone should be forking out cash...
Alykia: [Heh, this is for fun. It'll be fine.[
Alykia: [anyway, it will bring a whole bunch of new players to the realm, and will let us see who the good fighters are.]
[#] ~*~
Trench: Yeah, but I've seen these things... People'll come in, fight it out, then leave for a good time.
Alykia: [Sure, but -now- people know about the DR and that its there.]
Alykia: [it will make things easier to go out and set up alliances and control sectors with others.]
Alykia: [The thing about the realm, is its an outreaching orginization. Things are not usualy based in the realm itself as you cant get control on large populations if you stay huddled in your own realm, not unless its a castle or a tavern or something that provides rp.]
Alykia: [did you go?]
Trench: Yeah.
Alykia: [your turn.]
Trench: I don't stay huddled... Well, alright, I kinda do, but that's why I formed the Council.
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Alykia: [Exactly. And we dont stay huddled because we cant do our job if we are doing that.[
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "< I won't argue. >" to you. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "~I won't argue.~ (Damnit.)" to you. ]
Trench: Hrm...
Trench: I don't like how this is turning out...
Alykia: Hrm?
Alykia: Drat it.
Trench: Hrm...
Alykia: Seems rather even.
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
Alykia: You know thats it.. I need something that auto counts pillows.
Trench: Team soccer...
Alykia: 231
Alykia: 21 rather.
Trench: Blackjack!
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Alykia Chuckles: I win.
Alykia: You had 21 pillows.
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
Trench: Hrm.
Alykia: Not bad for your first game.
Alykia: [othello set.]
Alykia: Back to the realm?
Trench: I'm gonna con Cotys into a game of soccer... We get one more furre and we can do a team game.
Alykia smiles and nods: sounds like a plan.. that will be interesting with that small yard.
Alykia: Hrm..
Trench: Yeah... Like I said, I want a bigger yard, but... Eh.
Alykia: [mabye aphzael will be willing to play.]
Trench goes to the Realm to see if there's anyone there.
* More than one furre's name begins that way. You need to type more of the name, or maybe all of their name, so I can tell exactly who you mean! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[*] Your request has been sent to Dark Realm.
[*] Dark Realm has accepted your request.
[*] Dark Realm summons you.
[*] Dark Realm asks you to join his / her company. To accept the request, type `join and press . To decline, type `decline and press
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 474)
[#] ~*~
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Cotys, Tayn Razorwind, Trench.
* 4 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 1933 total players online. Uptime 1:05
* Max players this session: 1936
* Max players today: 1936
Trench: Teleport, forest!
[#] A peaceful shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Arucard has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
[#] Alykia has entered the Dark Realm.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Cotys, Tayn Razorwind, Trench, Alykia.
* 5 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 1973 total players online. Uptime 1:10
* Max players this session: 1977
* Max players today: 1977
(You see Tayn Razorwind.)
> Hidden figure towering at over seven feet tall if one could measure. Almost luxurious golden robe covering his form, a hood of gold wafting over his face as well as the beings entire head. A few long obsidian tendrils would drop out the hood infront of the robes. Hands, rarely seen outside of the robes, would be covered in a unique black material, six foot long staff held in the right hand. The robes hide his entire body, though still show a well built form.
[ You whisper "" to Tayn Razorwind. ]
[ Tayn Razorwind whispers, "~Just in the throne room, Absinth left.~" to you. ]
[*] Your request has been sent to Cotys.
[*] Your request has been sent to Alykia.
[*] Your request has been sent to Tayn Razorwind.
[*] Tayn Razorwind has accepted your request.
[*] Tayn Razorwind joins you.
[*] Cotys requests permission to join your company. To accept the request, type `summon and press . To decline, type `decline and press
[*] Cotys joins you.
Tayn Razorwind blinks..
[*] Alykia requests permission to join your company. To accept the request, type `summon and press . To decline, type `decline and press
[*] Alykia joins you.
Cotys spectates?
Trench: Alright, Tayn... You and Aly against myself and Cotys...
Tayn Razorwind: Spar?
Alykia: No, a game of socker.
Tayn Razorwind: o.O;;[]
Cotys was never very good with the concept of football.
Trench: All ready?
[*] Alykia rolls 1d2: (2) = 2.
Alykia: Ready.
Tayn Razorwind: Sure.
[#] Jier has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench pokes Cotys.
Alykia: Who goes first?
[*] Cotys rolls 1d2: (1) = 1.
Trench: Well, since I'm so damned good, I'll let you guys get first shot.
Cotys was supposed to roll?
Trench was just waiting for Cotys to say 'Ready'.
Cotys: Sod it all ..
Cotys: Ready.
Alykia snickers.
Alykia: Bloody A.
Trench smirks.
Trench: Good job, Tayn...
Alykia: ALright?
Trench waits to make sure he's ready, this time.
Alykia shoves Tayn.
Alykia: My player passed out.
Cotys: Forfeit!
(You see Tayn Razorwind.)
> Hidden figure towering at over seven feet tall if one could measure. Almost luxurious golden robe covering his form, a hood of gold wafting over his face as well as the beings entire head. A few long obsidian tendrils would drop out the hood infront of the robes. Hands, rarely seen outside of the robes, would be covered in a unique black material, six foot long staff held in the right hand. The robes hide his entire body, though still show a well built form.
Trench: ...
* Current players: Dark Realm, Tayn Razorwind, Cotys, Trench, Alykia, Jier.
* 6 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2031 total players online. Uptime 1:16
* Max players this session: 2032
* Max players today: 2032
(You see Jier.)
> Human, for the most part- plain white flesh covered by silken robes each baring an intertwining pattern of silver and gold runes; arcane words presenting themselves into a hybrid mix of new and old dialects. Burbandy tuffy ears upon head swivel, hinting upon some felinesque qualities still within. New atributes: massive right hand hand baring a single dark jewel within tainted flesh; crude demonic symbols tatooed into it. Soo delightfully evil.
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Trench: Maybe we should invite Jier, then...
Trench needs a bigger field...
[#] Jier has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: Maybe not.
Tayn Razorwind: [Dude, I don't do much on furc as far as sports]
Alykia snickers.
Tayn Razorwind: [>.<]
Alykia: [well neither do I. This is for fun and to loosen up some.]
[#] Jier has entered the Dark Realm.
Tayn Razorwind: [Eh, I think I'm out, don't really like this one lol]
Alykia: [you know whats ironic? I have to leave in an hour for a sqadrion soccer game.]
Alykia: [Today is our 'health and wellness' day.]
Trench: (It builds up team work. Quit yer whinin' and play the game.)
[#] Jier has left the Dark Realm.
Tayn Razorwind: Bah, fine[]
Trench: Reay?
Trench: ...
Alykia: Ready.
Cotys: [You know what I enjoy most about football? The athletes ... indeed.]
Cotys: Ready.
Trench: (Hmm...)
Tayn Razorwind: [Ready]
Alykia: Well shod it all.
Alykia: Alright. :-)
Tayn Razorwind: >.>
Alykia: ready?
Cotys: Ready.
Trench: Ready.
Alykia: Tayn, you first kick?
Tayn Razorwind: Ready
Alykia: I cant beleave I kicked it in my own goal.
Alykia: thats embarising.
Trench: Heh heh, it's alright...
Cotys laughs.
Tayn Razorwind has too many flashing whispers, brb[]
Alykia: bloody a.
Trench: That was close...
Tayn Razorwind: Ack
Trench: They had it right in our goal...
Alykia: Alright
Trench: One more kick would've done it.
Cotys snickers.
Alykia: ready?
Trench: Ready.
Tayn Razorwind: Go
Cotys: Ready.
Tayn Razorwind: Bah!
Alykia: You guys are too good at this.
Cotys is an novice to this.
Cotys: *a, rather.
Tayn Razorwind just sucks
Alykia chuckles.
Cotys: Ready?
Tayn Razorwind: Sure
Alykia: Well, I'm willing for one more. Alright.
Trench: Doh!
Tayn Razorwind: Score!
Alykia snickers.
Cotys: Bloody f ...
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
Alykia Takes a screenshot of that.
Trench: We go first, then...
Alykia Smiles and nods.
Tayn Razorwind: LOL
Trench doesn't feel so bad, now.
Alykia: Schist
Tayn Razorwind cracked up irl
Cotys flexes.
Tayn Razorwind: Stop making out with Trench over there!
Alykia: EWw
Cotys: ...
Cotys: You poofter .. >.>
Trench smooches.
Alykia punches Tayn.
Tayn Razorwind ducks
Trench: See? This is good...
Cotys curses with impotency ...
[#] Tiye has entered the Dark Realm.
[*] Your request has been sent to Tiye.
[*] Tiye has accepted your request.
[*] Tiye joins you.
Trench: WOO!
Alykia: shit
Tayn Razorwind: BAH
Tiye: (O.o)
Cotys cheers!
Alykia: ARrrg...
Tayn Razorwind: Ready?
Cotys: Ready.
Alykia: Ok. Last game, then I have to get some work done.
Trench: One more furre and we can have bigger teams...
Trench: Work... Pfft.
Alykia: dangit.
Tayn Razorwind: Noooooo
Trench: Good teamwork, Cotys!
Alykia: Arg./
Tayn Razorwind sucks
Cotys primps!
Alykia: You know the only time we scored a goal is when Trench kicked it in his own net.
Trench smirks.
Alykia: PTh.
Trench: Woo!
Alykia ARGG!
Tayn Razorwind tripped over Tiye >.<
Cotys laughs!
Alykia: that was humilitating
Trench: That was close... Fortunately, Aly kicked the ball from our goal.
Cotys: Bye Aly. ^^
Alykia: Eg.
Alykia: LAters guys.
Alykia snugs and runs off.
Tayn Razorwind pats Aly/ "LAter"
Trench: Tiye, you ready?
Tiye: Yes, many seem to get hung up over me.
Tiye: Ready for what?
Tayn Razorwind: Playing
Trench: You gotta take Aly's place.
Cotys: Football.
Tiye: Why?!
[#] Alykia has left the Dark Realm.
Tiye: Nuuuh!
Trench: Teams are uneven.
Tiye ties herself to one of the flagpoles.
Trench: C'mon, you'll like it. Tayn didn't think he would...
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Tiye: But I hate moving my avatar around!
Tiye ish lazy.
Trench: Ah, you get used to it.
Tayn Razorwind thinks. "Okay, Tiye tied to a pole, or soccer..."
Trench: Hrm...
Cotys: ...
Tayn Razorwind debates.
Cotys: Sod.
Trench lets Tayn handle that one, then...
[#] Avus has entered the Dark Realm.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Tayn Razorwind, Cotys, Trench, Tiye, Avus.
* 6 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2102 total players online. Uptime 1:32
* Max players this session: 2109
* Max players today: 2109
Tiye: O.o
Tiye: Hey!
Trench: How many even knew this place was here? Really?
Tayn Razorwind: Uhm...not me
Tiye: I did. I found it.
Tiye: A long time ago.
Cotys: Its always been here.
Cotys: I remember this one time .. Mephsito and I .. er .. nevermind. ^^
Trench: ...
Cotys: *Mephisto, rather.
[#] Carrera Viper has entered the Dark Realm.
Tayn Razorwind: What?
Tiye snickers at Mehpisto's name.
Cotys: Ask Carrera?
Tiye: *Mephisto.
[*] Your request has been sent to Carrera Viper.
Tiye: Yes! There you go. Ask Carrera.
Trench: Yeah... Maybe she has some balls...
Cotys: Let's hope so.
Tiye: O.o
Tiye: Oh fine.
Tayn Razorwind: I would have no trouble relaxing if Absinth would get back -.-;;
Trench smirks.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Tayn Razorwind, Cotys, Trench, Tiye, Avus, Carrera Viper.
* 7 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2108 total players online. Uptime 1:34
* Max players this session: 2119
* Max players today: 2119
Tayn Razorwind: Aaand...go
Tiye: Go where?
Trench: Doh!
Trench: Nice movement, Cotys...
Trench: =P
[*] Carrera Viper has accepted your request.
[*] Carrera Viper joins you.
Cotys: Shut your gob.
[#] Avus has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: Yeah, yeah...
Tayn Razorwind's mom just looked at him quite weird...[]
Trench: O.o
Tayn Razorwind: [I laughed irl]
Cotys: Fuck all!
Tayn Razorwind: Please?
Trench: It was just Aly holding him back! Heh.
Tayn Razorwind: GO TIYE
Trench: Carr, we need another player to balance the teams...
Tayn Razorwind: LOL
Cotys: Trench!
Trench: I know...
Tiye: Score!
* Current players: Dark Realm, Tayn Razorwind, Cotys, Trench, Tiye, Carrera Viper.
* 6 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2119 total players online. Uptime 1:36
* Max players this session: 2126
* Max players today: 2126
Cotys: You daft yank!
[ Tayn Razorwind whispers, "Tayn Razorwind debates giving Tiye the atheltic slap on the ass XD" to you. ]
Trench: Hey, I've also scored more for our side, too, y'know...
Tiye dances teh victory dance.
Trench: We need another player...
Cotys whistles ...
Trench: Anyone know someone?
[ You whisper "Do it!" to Tayn Razorwind. ]
Tiye: I do, but he's a lazy git after my ass.
Tayn Razorwind: Not that's online[]
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with micheru! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Tayn Razorwind gives Tiye an atheltic slap on the ass, followed by putting on a steel groin cup.
[#] Dagger has entered the Dark Realm.
* More than one furre's name begins that way. You need to type more of the name, or maybe all of their name, so I can tell exactly who you mean! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Tiye stabs Tayn. No touchy!
[*] Your request has been sent to Dagger.
Cotys: There's absolutely nothing 'athletic' with slapping another man's arse.
Tayn Razorwind bleeds
Tiye: Next time I'll castrate.
[#] Dagger has left the Dark Realm.
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with alahan! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Tayn Razorwind has the groin cup for that XD
* Current players: Dark Realm, Tayn Razorwind, Cotys, Trench, Tiye, Carrera Viper.
* 6 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2124 total players online. Uptime 1:38
* Max players this session: 2131
* Max players today: 2131
Trench: Hrm... Who do I know...
Tiye: Well, there are other things I can sever too.
Tiye: Afk for a moment.
Tayn Razorwind wants to spar someone.
Cotys: Spare me.
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
Carrera Viper: Or me.
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Tayn Razorwind wants to spar, not spare.
Tayn Razorwind: XD
[ Cotys whispers, "I thought that was what we'd been doing.<>" to you. ]
Cotys: Spare me.
Cotys knows what she typed. It was intentional. ^^
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
Tayn Razorwind: Guessed that since you'd have corrected if it wasn't XD
[ Cotys whispers, "A bit of that as well.<>" to you. ]
Tayn Razorwind spares Cotys the humiliation of being beaten by a male, oh yes.
Tayn Razorwind: And yes, I know she's probably better than me.
Tiye returns.
[#] Feculent has entered the Dark Realm.
Cotys isn't, actually.
(You see Feculent.)
> The abhorrent wolf, dressed within a mud doused garb. His hair styled into a mohawk, the auburn colour clashing against his preternatural, faded green fur. Bearing two pairs of burly arms, proving to be an anomaly. His teeth black and metallic often revealed through a wicked grin. A spine-adorned tail aided his balance and deemed formidable in battle. His eyes sinister, oddly possessing an intellectual armory.
Carrera Viper: Shucks
Tayn Razorwind: I'll spar Carrera if she wants though o.o;;
[ Cotys whispers, "On a soccer field in our dream. Its rather fun, yes, I balk at admitting that." to you. ]
[#] Feculent has left the Dark Realm.
Tiye: Nope, sorry Tayn, you can't spar me because I err..oh what was that again? I am a bad rper and I powergame through my desc.
Carrera Viper: I haven't fought in a long time.
Tiye flexes.
[ Cotys whispers, "Hrm ... wrong window indeed ..." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Hmm..." to Cotys. ]
Cotys: Let's not throw muck about.
Tayn Razorwind doesn't care about who powergames in their desc, he probably does too. XD
[ Cotys whispers, "Cotys is trying to convince someone to play." to you. ]
Tiye: Aww, why not? I like being sarcastic?
Tiye grins.
Cotys: Well ... in that case. No.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Tayn Razorwind, Cotys, Trench, Tiye, Carrera Viper.
* 6 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2119 total players online. Uptime 1:43
* Max players this session: 2131
* Max players today: 2131
Tayn Razorwind reads Tiye's desc.
Tiye: Are we going to play? Because I can just go back to the bath chamber thing.
Trench: We're trying to get one more player.
Tayn Razorwind likes Tiye's desc.
Tiye ish shexy.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Tayn Razorwind, Cotys, Trench, Tiye, Carrera Viper.
* 6 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2128 total players online. Uptime 1:44
* Max players this session: 2131
* Max players today: 2131
Cotys: Well, that's a no-go.
Cotys: He said no. Dirty bugger.
[ You whisper "." to Morgana LeFaye. ]
[ You whisper "<'Ello?>" to Morgana LeFaye. ]
Tiye: Okay. So...let's go knock over a liquor store then.
Carrera Viper: I didn't even know we had a bath chamber
Tiye: Oh yes.
Tiye: My character loves it.
[ Morgana LeFaye whispers, "Hello" to you. ]
Tiye: It's like having a day spa without sand.
[ You whisper "I'm sorry, wrong Morgana... Go figure..." to Morgana LeFaye. ]
[ Morgana LeFaye whispers, "It happens a lot" to you. ]
Carrera Viper: I probly wouldn't go because of several peeping tms
Carrera Viper: Or Tayns
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with vulgar fre! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Cotys: You only caught me that once, Carrera. Pfft.
[#] Ahriman Mainyu has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Ahriman Mainyu.)
> Wearing a lightweight, black tunic composed of a thin, strong fabric, the skirts reaching just above her knees, trousers underneath, and a swordbelt around her waist. A Rapier with a vine-like bell hilt, studded with metal thorns, rests in the sheath. She walks with a stride that speaks of strength, pride, and subtle lonliness. Cascades of wavy, crimson hair fall over her shoulders and down the back of her black cloak. [Former guardian of Deacon Priest][Guardian of Dogretch]
Carrera Viper: I'm sorry I thought it was the library
Tiye: I've never had the problem.
Tiye: Tayn!
Tiye: You lazy ass!
Tayn Razorwind: You were saying?
Trench: He's gotten better...
Cotys: Bastard.
Tiye: -.-
Trench: I should start concentrating...
Carrera Viper: Go blue flags!
[#] Avus has entered the Dark Realm.
Tiye: Tayn!
Trench: Yeah...
(You see Avus.)
> A grand bull Elk at seven foot standing. Characteristically proud and gentle despite his size, exuding an 'aged warrior grandfather' demeanor. Wide antlers with brown velvet fur bases tower proportionately above a sturdy featured face, framed by a long dark mane. His eyes can be felt to have the ability to project kindness or overwhelming, weighted power. [LA] Garb and Staff Visual Desc: http://nwvault.ign.com/Files/transfer/pictures/OTHER_05Druid.jpg
Tiye: D:
Tayn Razorwind: Her, I scored last game. XD
Tayn Razorwind: Hey*
Tiye: Doh!
Trench: Yeah...
Trench: Back on the roll...
Tayn Razorwind: I forgot the score
Trench: We were keeping score?
Tiye: Like it matters?
Tayn Razorwind: No
Tayn Razorwind: Just curous
Tayn Razorwind: Go Tiye
Tiye: Whee!
Trench: Umm, despite that goal.. We're winning. =P
Tayn Razorwind: Lol
Cotys: Its rather fun, regardless ..
Tayn Razorwind: LOL
Trench: .Umm...
Cotys beats Trench.
Trench: Cotys!
Tiye: Gah.
Cotys: You!
Trench: How could you let them score like that?!
Tiye: You're making me laugh too hard.
Cotys: Let YOU score.
Tiye: Let go of the ball..
Trench: Uh, Tiye... For reference, we try to make sure everyone's ready before kicking the ball...
Tiye: X.x
Tayn Razorwind: Ready?
Tiye: I don't do sports.
Cotys: Ready.
Trench: We need a bigger field... Ready.
Tayn Razorwind punt...
Tayn Razorwind: pwned!
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Cotys: Never!
Tiye: You assisted.
Trench: If goals were two spaces bigger, we could have goalies.
Carrera Viper: Wow the feared and powerful DA playing a game of soccer
Trench: Sh.
Tiye flexes.
Trench: We're keeping in shape.
Tayn Razorwind: It's...combat training
Tiye: Yes.
Trench: Yeah!
Tiye: My ass needs it.
Tiye: Yayrs!
Trench: Wait... Tayn blocks the goal!
Tayn Razorwind: Lol, I did?
Tayn Razorwind: Cotys LOL
Tiye: Wewt!
Trench scratches his head...
Cotys: Fuck.
Cotys covers mouth!
Tiye: I like this game. :3
Cotys: Carrera!
Tayn Razorwind: Indeed
Trench needs a bigger field... "There's just no room left in the Realm...
Carrera Viper: What?!
Cotys: Alternate?
Carrera Viper: Ok
Cotys runs to the potty!
Tayn Razorwind: Tiye..nice
Tiye: Hey!
Tayn Razorwind: XD
Tiye: I didn't do that!
Trench: That's why we say Ready... =P
Tiye: I was caught off guard.
Trench: Now, then...
Cotys cheers!
Trench: Ready?
Tayn Razorwind: Indeed
Tiye: Yus.
Cotys: Go ... Trench! #
Trench: Team work!
Tiye: Blagh. I need to afk.
Trench: Kay...
Trench waits.
Cotys: Gimme a D!
Tiye: Nevermind.
Carrera Viper: D!
Trench: Uh... Dee.
Cotys: Gimme an A!
Carrera Viper: A!
Trench: Ah... Ey?
Cotys: What's that spell!
Trench: Da?
Tiye: Umm...
Carrera Viper: DA?!
Cotys: Da.
Trench: Duh...
Cotys: Oh right, what Carrera said.
Tayn Razorwind: But we're all DA...
Trench: Ready?
Tayn Razorwind: sure
Cotys: Tayn, Tayn ... he's no man!
Cotys: If he can do it, ANYONE can!
Trench: Cotys, swap out.
Cotys snickers.
Trench: I'm gonna make a bigger field.
Tiye: Can I get a new team member?
Tiye: XD
Tiye teases.
Tayn Razorwind: Fiiine
Tayn Razorwind: I could be training in the arena!
Tiye: I'm kidding Tayn I love you.
Cotys gasps!
Tayn Razorwind feels loved!
Tiye: Err....
[#] Tiye loves Tayn.
Tiye: Doh!
Tiye: Like the team-member like fashion of love..
Trench destroys Mephisto's bedroom for a soccer field...
Tayn Razorwind: Of course of course...
Cotys: Ready?
Tayn Razorwind: Wait...LOL TRENCH
Tayn Razorwind: Mephisto will love it
Trench: Heh heh, yeah...
[#] Assuar Vedere has entered the Dark Realm.
Tayn Razorwind pictures Meph playing soccer...
Tiye pokes Tayn.
Tayn Razorwind: Ready
Cotys: Love tap, baby.
Carrera Viper: I would love to see his face.
[#] Assuar Vedere has left the Dark Realm.
Cotys: Damnit!
Tayn Razorwind: Teamwork that one
Tiye: No it wasn't.
Tiye: It was all you.
Tayn Razorwind: Shh.
Carrera Viper: Ready?
Tayn Razorwind: Go
Tayn Razorwind: All Tiye
Cotys: You!
Tiye: Stop, you'll make me blush.
Cotys spanks Carrera.
Tayn Razorwind loves on his teamate o.o;
Tayn Razorwind woots!
Cotys: Rady?
Tiye: I'm a tea mate whee!
Cotys: Ready, rather.
Tiye: Yep.
Tayn Razorwind: Go Tiye
Cotys: Well .. that went arse over elbows ...
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Tiye: Lol.
Cotys: Ready?
Tiye: Yes.
Tayn Razorwind: go
[#] Assuar Vedere has entered the Dark Realm.
Tiye: Oh no!
Tayn Razorwind: Waaa
Cotys: Yes!
Tiye: Failure!
Carrera Viper: Cha Ching!
Tayn Razorwind: My bad o.o;;
Tiye throws water on self to sting her eyes from the ochre.
Tayn Razorwind: Ready?
Cotys: My roomie is staring at me now ...
Cotys: Ready.
Tiye: Yes.
Tayn Razorwind: Teamworkd
Cotys: Blast!
Tiye: Woot!
Cotys: Good job, Carrera.
Tayn Razorwind: Ready?
Tiye: Ready!
Cotys: One moment .. I think I'm lagging.
Tayn Razorwind was
Tiye: I don't lag.
Carrera Viper: Me too
Tayn Razorwind: Actually lemme check the board real quick
Cotys: Right then. Ready.
Tiye: I'm too hot for lag.
Tiye: Hold it!
Tiye: Tayn is Aff.
Carrera Viper: Off sides
Cotys: Fudge.
Tiye: Put it back.
Tayn Razorwind: Back
[#] Assuar Vedere has left the Dark Realm.
Tiye: Go!
Tayn Razorwind: Assisted!
Tiye: Wewt!
Tiye: Way ta go!
Tayn Razorwind: This is fun
Cotys: ... Fudge, fudge .. fudpucker.
[&] (5:08:14 PM) Away mode set.
Cotys: Micheru!
Tiye: No.
[ Ahriman Mainyu whispers, "[Hello :-)]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "User is currently away, and may have missed your whisper. (Inactive last 0 hours and 0 minutes.) -- DogProxy 2.30 - get your own copy at http://furc.sanct.net/" to Ahriman Mainyu. ]
Tayn Razorwind: ?
Cotys: Yes.
Tayn Razorwind: Where?
Cotys sighs. Nevermind.
Tiye: I will stop playing if you get him in here.
Cotys: That's a bit immature.
Carrera Viper: We can make a more violent version of soccer, were we run around and cleave our oppents apart
Tiye: He's a bit immature.
Cotys: Then why bother sinking to that level?
Tayn Razorwind: No, we should spar on the soccer field
Tiye: I have him on ignore anyway.
[ Ahriman Mainyu whispers, "[You haven't met me yet, but I am a guardian of one of your slaves, Darren switchfoot. It would seem that our paths are to cross ways :-)]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "User is currently away, and may have missed your whisper. (Inactive last 0 hours and 1 minutes.) -- DogProxy 2.30 - get your own copy at http://furc.sanct.net/" to Ahriman Mainyu. ]
Carrera Viper: Tag team
Cotys: Naughty thoughts ...
Tiye: Right. Are ya'll ready?
Cotys: No.
Tayn Razorwind: Absinth is back XD
Cotys: Off Tayn goes for some yiff- relaxation.
Carrera Viper: Massage with release
Tiye wrinkles her nose.
Cotys snickers.
Tayn Razorwind is actually inviting her to play
Cotys: Skins and shirts then?
Tayn Razorwind: All women must be skins...XD
Cotys slaps.
Tayn Razorwind is over here!
Tiye: Well, I dun care...my char's clothing is see-through anyway. >.>
Tayn Razorwind stares.
Tiye slaps!
Tayn Razorwind ows
Tayn Razorwind: XD
Tayn Razorwind: Shouldn't have said anything
Cotys: Provoke then punish. Females are so fickle ...
Carrera Viper: I'm not saying anything
Tiye: Yes indeed.
Tiye: It's quite fun.
Tayn Razorwind: Fine, I'll take my shirt off.
Carrera Viper laps
Carrera Viper: *slaps
Tayn Razorwind: o.o;;
Tiye: Ooh, I have a question. What happens if we aren't wearing shirts?
Carrera Viper: I hadn't got to do it yet
Tiye: I mean...
Cotys: Then you get grass stains on your meticulously perfect breasts ...
Tayn Razorwind: Tops go off then.
Tiye: What if we are wearing dresses?
Carrera Viper: A Kimono isn't exactly multi part
Carrera Viper: It's either on or off
Tiye: Oh nevermind.
Tayn Razorwind ends the fighting by taking his robes and shirt off, placing it on the rocks.
Cotys retches.
Tayn Razorwind: Better than getting smacked again.
Tiye: Are we ready now?
Tayn Razorwind: Go.
Cotys: Fudge.
Tayn Razorwind's sexy body won! XD
Tiye: Pfft.
[&] (5:13:51 PM) Active after 5 minutes.
[&] You have received 2 whispers while AFK. Type &read to read them.
Tiye: It lacks things..
Tiye: Ready?
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
Tiye: (Bye.)
[#] A peaceful shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Carrera Viper has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Absinth Daja has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Cotys has left the Dark Realm.
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Cotys has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] With the lurching of shadows, a darkened mass is slowly forged into the slender shape of a femme. The void shifts and wavers several times over before finally taking on a familiar form.
[ Cotys whispers, "Are you done, yet?<>" to you. ]

Session closed 2004-11-24 17:18:02



Session started 2004-11-24 17:18:20

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* Meovanni is for friendly conversations and Persona Play - free-form "Let's Pretend" with just one rule, The Consent Rule. That is, if someone else pretends something has happened to you, you don't have to play along unless you want to. If you don't, just ignore it and act like it never happened to you. Please keep all actions and language here suited for all ages. Thanks! Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream.
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[*] Your request has been sent to Dark Realm.
[*] Dark Realm has accepted your request.
[*] Dark Realm summons you.
[*] Dark Realm asks you to join his / her company. To accept the request, type `join and press . To decline, type `decline and press
* You've discovered Imaginarium. Play here follows the Consent Rule. As it's more of a back-stage area, feel free to discuss in-character, "IC", action and upload roleplay-oriented Dreams. The Imaginarium has entrances to two additional main areas suited for roleplaying, Theriopolis and Goldwyn. Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream. (Dream by Sidereal, Talzhemir and Emerald Flame)
Trench hopes this works...
(You see Absinth Daja.)
> Green eyes, deep, drowningly deep...Set in a delicate, all too human face, of vaguely asian decent. Luminous pale skin, seemed to hold the light, through drifting shreaded green silk. Black leather clinch pulled her waist in to be spanned by two hands, excentuateing an allready hourglass figure. Scars ran up her arms, crossed her sholders in strange pattrens, swirling entertwineing. Black hair curled about her sholders, glossy as raven's wing, a well kept prisioner she was...Or perhaps not.
(You see Ahriman Mainyu.)
> Wearing a lightweight, black tunic composed of a thin, strong fabric, the skirts reaching just above her knees, trousers underneath, and a swordbelt around her waist. A Rapier with a vine-like bell hilt, studded with metal thorns, rests in the sheath. She walks with a stride that speaks of strength, pride, and subtle lonliness. Cascades of wavy, crimson hair fall over her shoulders and down the back of her black cloak. [Former guardian of Deacon Priest][Guardian of Dogretch]
Tayn Razorwind handles Absinth XD
(You enter the dream of Dark Realm.)
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 474)
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
* Caution: This is a Rated 'R' IC area. Common RP rules apply. If you are under the age of at least 16, preferably 18, it is strongly recommended you leave. Otherwise, there are no rules, here. Anything goes. For More information hit F8: ftp://twolfhound.dyndns.org/Pages/index.html
Trench: Teleport, forest!
[#] A peaceful shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
Trench: Teleport, soccer!
[#] Damnit...
[*] Dark Realm summons you.
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 474)
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
* Caution: This is a Rated 'R' IC area. Common RP rules apply. If you are under the age of at least 16, preferably 18, it is strongly recommended you leave. Otherwise, there are no rules, here. Anything goes. For More information hit F8: ftp://twolfhound.dyndns.org/Pages/index.html
Trench: Teleport, forest!
[#] A peaceful shift is felt within the Realm.
[*] Your request has been sent to Cotys.
[#] Cotys has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Tiye has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Tayn Razorwind has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Ahriman Mainyu has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Absinth Daja has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Yahriel has entered the Dark Realm.
[*] Cotys has accepted your request.
[*] Cotys joins you.
[*] Your request has been sent to Tayn Razorwind.
Cotys: Whoa.
[#] Yahriel has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Cotys has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] With the lurching of shadows, a darkened mass is slowly forged into the slender shape of a femme. The void shifts and wavers several times over before finally taking on a familiar form.
[ Tayn Razorwind whispers, "~Aww, Absinth came back.~" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Tayn Razorwind. ]
Trench: Watcha think?
Trench: Took out Meph's room to make it, but...
Cotys: Spacious. You'll need quite a few players.
Trench: You kidding? We were all bunching up in that other one.
Trench: The other one is still here, just can't get to it.
Trench: I may convert it to a bedroom, though.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Trench, Cotys, Tiye.
* 4 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2184 total players online. Uptime 2:24
* Max players this session: 2202
* Max players today: 2202
[*] Your request has been sent to Tiye.
[*] Tiye has accepted your request.
[*] Tiye joins you.
[#] Tiye has entered the Dark Realm.
Tiye: Oh no, not again.
Trench: Woohoo!
Cotys: Why would you need a bedroom this size?
Tiye: I won't play again! You can't make me!
Cotys: Ah .. the other.
Trench: This was a bedroom, though...
Trench: C'mon, Tiye...
Tiye: I've made bedroom's this big.
Tiye: *bedrooms
Tiye: But it was for Tiye's distant relative.
Tiye: Nuuh!
Trench: This place still needs a bit of work, but...
Cotys: Overcompensating ...
Tiye: May I suggest persian rugs and vases?
[#] Sauroposeidon has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Chimæra has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: (I don't think I have that icon on my keyboard... O.o)
(You see Chimæra.)
> (Under Construction)
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Tiye: What icon?
[#] Ahriman Mainyu has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] the forgoten has entered the Dark Realm.
Cotys: [Nor do I.]
Tiye: (Why are we using brackets?)
[#] For a rousing game of soccer, please join in the soccer room.
Cotys: [A habit on my part.]
Cotys: Rousing.
[ Ahriman Mainyu whispers, "[If I may, my character needs to find you to bring you a message. Could you please tell me what part of the Dark Realm you're in?]" to you. ]
Tiye: Yummy.
Cotys: C'est la bonne.
Trench: Man... Nothing like business to bring a guy down...
[*] Your request has been sent to Ahriman Mainyu.
(You see Ahriman Mainyu.)
> Wearing a lightweight, black tunic composed of a thin, strong fabric, the skirts reaching just above her knees, trousers underneath, and a swordbelt around her waist. A Rapier with a vine-like bell hilt, studded with metal thorns, rests in the sheath. She walks with a stride that speaks of strength, pride, and subtle lonliness. Cascades of wavy, crimson hair fall over her shoulders and down the back of her black cloak. [Former guardian of Deacon Priest][Guardian of Dogretch]
[*] Ahriman Mainyu has accepted your request.
[*] Ahriman Mainyu joins you.
Tiye: Unless the business is pleasure.
[ Ahriman Mainyu whispers, "[Thank you :-)]" to you. ]
Trench: It's not...
(You see Ahriman Mainyu.)
> Wearing a lightweight, black tunic composed of a thin, strong fabric, the skirts reaching just above her knees, trousers underneath, and a swordbelt around her waist. A Rapier with a vine-like bell hilt, studded with metal thorns, rests in the sheath. She walks with a stride that speaks of strength, pride, and subtle lonliness. Cascades of wavy, crimson hair fall over her shoulders and down the back of her black cloak. [Former guardian of Deacon Priest][Guardian of Dogretch]
Tiye: Right.
Cotys: Good answer.
Ahriman Mainyu walks up, "Pardon me, sir. Are you Trench?"
Trench quirks a brow, "That depends... Do you play soccer?"
Tiye: (This soccer game is IC?)
Trench: (Sure.)
Cotys: [Soon to be, I'd wager.]
Ahriman Mainyu blinks, arching a brow slightly herself, "Soccer, sir?"
Tiye: (Okay. Not playing.)
Trench points to the ball behind Ahriman, "Aye..."
Trench: (Wuss.)
Tiye: (No..I mean...Tiye knows nothing of sports. She's a noble woman...and err...it's not healthy for one to play soccer when one is...oh nevermind.)
[#] the forgoten has left the Dark Realm.
Ahriman Mainyu stumbles a bit, "I.. er... Well, sir, I've never played this.. Soccer before, but.. I'd be happy to learn. However, if you are Trench, I have a message for you that seemed rather urgent."
Tiye: (And technically my character is in the bath.)
Trench quirks a brow, a bit skeptical. He places his hands upon his hips and replies, "Play me one round and I'll tell you where Trench is."
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Ahriman Mainyu nods, "Very well, sir. If I may..." She unfastens her swordbelt and lifts her sheathed Rapier, walking over to the side and dropping it onto the ground so it doesn't interfere with her game.
Trench nods as he prepares himself, "Step one back, please..."
Trench: I'll let you go first...
Ahriman Mainyu tilts her head slightly, "What is it that I do, exactly..?"
Trench points to the ball, "You put that..." He then reaches around and points behind himself, towards the goal, "In there." With that, he readies himself and states, "Ready?"
Ahriman Mainyu smiles a bit, "Ah.. Yes." She nods.
Trench smirks and replies, "At your liesure..."
Ahriman Mainyu stiffens slightly before she springs!
Ahriman Mainyu: [oi @_@;;]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench dusts off his trousers before walking over to the lass, offering his paw in good gesture, "Good game... Now, I am Trench, what is it I may do for ya?"
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "*too<>" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
Ahriman Mainyu, in the middle of the pawshake, hears of his name. Her eyes widen and she drops to one knee, a paw rested on one knee while the other a fist against the ground, "Sir Trench.. I bring you a message from Avus. He requested that I inform you that the Light Alliance lives and that between the forces of Law and Light, though we may not get along, it is time for infection of darkness to recede. His words exactly, sir."'
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench quirks a brow, "Correct me if I'm wrong, but that seemed like a threat, no?" He takes a rag out of his back pocket, and begins to wipe his sweaty brow. "Tell me, you work for this Light Alliance, lad? Hm, Avus... I remember the first Light Alliance lord... I out lived that one, I'll out live this one, I'm certain... Anyway, please, can you clearify the message before I get offended?" Despite the words, he still seems in good spirit. Such is the way of the sportsman.
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Ahriman Mainyu's brow furrows, and she does her best not to faulter, "S-sir.. I do not work for the Light Alliance. I am slave and guardian to Dogretch, a demon lord of the underworld. I also guard w-what I believe to be one of your slaves, Darren switchfoot. I merely bumped into Avus on my way to find you when he asked me to bring you this message." She lowers her head, "Please don't be angry with me.."
[#] Jinn has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench waves his paw, motioning, "Alright, please, stand. We've met on the soccer field. You've played well and at least have the right to stand with me. So, this lad just randomly bumped into you and sent you a message to me, with whom you only have a distant relation with... That is poor business, but I'm guessing you aren't certain as to what he meant by his words. How distressing. Hrm, who is this Dogwretch? I'm familiar with a few Lords of the Underworld, but I know not his name..."
(You see Ahriman Mainyu.)
> Wearing a lightweight, black tunic composed of a thin, strong fabric, the skirts reaching just above her knees, trousers underneath, and a swordbelt around her waist. A Rapier with a vine-like bell hilt, studded with metal thorns, rests in the sheath. She walks with a stride that speaks of strength, pride, and subtle lonliness. Cascades of wavy, crimson hair fall over her shoulders and down the back of her black cloak. [Former guardian of Deacon Priest][Guardian of Dogretch]
(You see Jinn.)
> An infamous and mercilessly malicious tiger. Tall and projecting the malignant demeanor of a hard-bitten cutthroat, through unspeakable acts of malevolence and vile arrogance. Thick muscle-cord spans along martial conditioned physique, easily visible through the black silks and leathers that he has on. He also wears soft leather boots and fingerless gloves. A wooden club is strapped to his back. His hair remains shrouded beneath a black fedora.
Cotys: teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[*] Jinn requests permission to join your company. To accept the request, type `summon and press . To decline, type `decline and press
[*] Jinn joins you.
[#] Cotys has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "." to Cotys. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
Jinn enters this place, apparently appearing from out of nowhere-- "Where is Kaalle?", in his paw he holds a blood drenched cotton bag.
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench looks over to Jinn, simply responding, "Not here. Hasn't been all day."
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
Jinn: He is your ally?
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench quirks a brow, shaking his head to Jinn, "He works for me. However, this lass addressed me before you, so if you have a bit of patience..."
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
Jinn simply tosses Trench the bag, from it rolls the head of a particular being called Kaim, obviously he was violently removed from the primordial plane of flesh, or whatnot, "Next time that one of your 'henchman' sends an assassin after me, make sure that it's a good one."
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Ahriman Mainyu stands and nods, standing to the side so that they may speak freely, before answering Trench's question.
Trench scratches his head, nodding a bit, "Alright, I'll try to make sure I do it myself, then."
Ahriman Mainyu: [Send me! Send me! :-D]
Ahriman Mainyu: [:chuckles:]
Jinn: [Trench adressing Jinn or Ahriman?]
Trench: (Jinn. Ahriman didn't really give much to address.)
Ahriman Mainyu: [For a reason :-P]
Jinn chuckles, "I doubt you'll last, but then again, that's what I told Kaim and he lasted... oh, about five minutes, that's longer than I expected."
Jinn: Besides, you are making very dangerous enemies with Kaalle under your banner.
Trench shrugs absently, "I know... No one thinks that a warlord with a massive influence over the lands is in his position for any reason other than the fact that he wants to be, I'm sure... But, I figure I've lasted more years in war and combat than you've lived... So, I'm not overly concerned."
Jinn shrugs, "You are naive to think that you are that much older than myself, shadowlord. Nor do I think that you even come close to the power, of the dreadlord."
Trench chuckles, "You're the only one with that great concern, you know that? Why, if I didn't know any better, I'd almost think you have a real hard on for the guy... You speak quite highly of him."
[ Jinn whispers, "Seriously, I respect you, you know that. Kaalle however is a powerhungry sociopath. :P" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(If it weren't for IC political reasons, he wouldn't have been under me in the first place.)" to Jinn. ]
[ Ahriman Mainyu whispers, "[Gah, damn computer >_<]" to you. ]
[*] Your request has been sent to Ahriman Mainyu.
[*] Ahriman Mainyu has accepted your request.
[*] Ahriman Mainyu joins you.
Ahriman Mainyu: [Thank you :-)]
Jinn isn't amused, nor angered-- mostly emotionless, infact, "I have no 'beef' with you, Trench. And I know full well that even if I manage to defeat 'you', you have more men than I can defeat. However Kaalle is a liability."
Trench places his paws over his elbows, crossing them, "I'm a businessfurre, Jinn... Kaalle brings me business... Aye, he can also hinder things from time to time, but until some better offer comes to me, I keep with him. How would I look if I betrayed those that held loyalties to me?"
Jinn snorts, "Like a good businessfurre, ready to cut his losses when he must."
Trench: Aye... When I must... Right now, I really hav eno need to. As you said, once I find you a true threat onto my business, you will die. Until that time, I'll leave this little feud between you and Kaalle."
Trench: (*have no)
Ahriman Mainyu's eyes dart between the two before gazing across the soccer field at her Rapier, resting in its sheath and swordbelt upon the ground. What a time to have taken it off... she never should have agreed to it, but it was the only way to get the message to Trench. She then looks upon Jinn, skeptical of him.
Jinn tips the fedora downwards into a facial obscuring angle, "Make sure your men don't interfere, or your army will decrease in numbers rather rapidly. Give the head to Kaalle, a gift.", he simply dissappears after such, how odd.
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[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
Trench kicks the head, as he had the soccer ball. "Pha." He states. He absently speaks, "No furre tells me what to do... If my full forces were put into the guy... Hrm, he about inspires me to prove such things... Some furres should either gain some respect, else their bluffs may be called..."
[#] Cotys has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] With the lurching of shadows, a darkened mass is slowly forged into the slender shape of a femme. The void shifts and wavers several times over before finally taking on a familiar form.
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[#] Jinn has left the Dark Realm.
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Ahriman Mainyu's eyes turn to Trench, "Sir... if you're in need of a ready weapon, I'm renound for my skill with the blade." She then faulters slightly and averts her gaze, "F-forgive me... I didn't mean to impose."
Trench shakes his head, his paw raising dismissively, "Don't worry about it, lass... And, typically, I wouldn't mind... But I do have issues with furres who also hold loyalties elsewhere. Such furres can often cause troubles should loyalties have to be questioned. No, I shall leave such an issue to those that work for me..."
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Ahriman Mainyu lowers her head, her ears falling back, "I would gladly serve you, sir.. Though I already have so many in which to serve. The master that brought me back from the depths of Hell after going there to look for my first master... one of your followers.. and soon, Mephisto as well." She lifts her head slightly, "My blade remains loyal to those who are faithful to me. Though I don't expect you to make any sacrifices."
Trench quirks a brow, "To Mephisto? He is a lad that's getting around, isn't he?"
Ahriman Mainyu nods, "I have heard great tales about the legendary Mephisto. I had a friend.. long ago.. who was involved with him and the vampires that roamed Goldwynn. It was the beginning of a war that she innevitably sparked." She nods again and smiles softly, "I can only imagine that it was a great war."
Ahriman Mainyu: [Four years ago, now, I believe >_>]
[#] Jahana has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench shrugs, "I've seen alot of wars... They all begin to mix. Ah, well, if you serve Mephisto... Well, let's just say, those that follow each of us tend not to get along. Loyalty issues of varying kinds. At any rate, I should probably make my way on.."
Ahriman Mainyu lifts her head and looks at Trench, "Sir.. if I may.. before you go. I have but one last thing to say."
[#] Syris has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: By all means...
(You see Syris.)
> Ambiguity's avatar graceing the world with it's presence: shattered dreams that would perchance dance upon the mortal realm with its sunday finest! Utterly clothed in black, perhaps some cliche' symbol of man; tunic covered by it's darker master, a cloak the shade of midnight in winter. Trousers rest upon hips, before being tucked carefully inside the boots near end. Barbaric tresses of crimson flutter daintily upon the brow - Painfully cliche', however fresh.
[#] Æon has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
* Sorry, that furre isn't in this dream! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
* More than one furre's name begins that way. You need to type more of the name, or maybe all of their name, so I can tell exactly who you mean! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
(You see Æon.)
> Ivory and ebony hues make up a six foot visage of feline reaglity. Spiked locks project from betwixt a tiered head ornament wrought of ebony held tight by spooned ears. Alabaster fur was marred by stripes of jet, highlighting strong feline features and golden eyes. Armor appeared to be moulded to his form, metallic ringlets visible in joints. Shoulder pauldrons bore avian images, greaves worked in similar style extending to the knee. Gauntlets partially covered his digits. Veynslay upon his shoulders
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Syris has left the Dark Realm.
Ahriman Mainyu nods, "No matter whom I serve, be it the most powerful demon lord or the lowliest slave... my blade is as honourable as I. She will do no wrong, by any means. Call upon it... and she will serve you well." With that, she closes her eyes and bows low, paw rested upon her chest before straightening her stance and walking back to get her weapon, her cloak billowing behind her.

Session closed 2004-11-24 18:20:49



Session started 2004-11-24 19:43:19

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(Lines of DragonSpeak: 474)
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
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* Current players: Dark Realm, Jahana, Sauroposeidon, Kit'n, Chimæra, The Dæmon, Elghinyrr Suru, Tiye, Perdurabo, Phoenix Starfire, Trench.
* 11 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2539 total players online. Uptime 4:41
* Max players this session: 2547
* Max players today: 2547
Trench: Muahahah!
[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Jahana, Sauroposeidon, Kit'n, Chimæra, The Dæmon, Elghinyrr Suru, Tiye, Trench, Phoenix Starfire.
* 10 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2547 total players online. Uptime 4:41
* Max players this session: 2550
* Max players today: 2550
[ You whisper "." to Jahana. ]
[#] Perdurabo has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "Sleeping in sweetest repose in a world of make believe dreams where every fantasy and fairytale has a happy ending, Trench. 1 hours and 16 minutes" to you. ]
(You see Kit'n.)
> A small feline, dark hair and pastel colouring, looks up as you pass her by. Her turquoise eyes seem calm, almost serene, and very intelligent. She has dark markings that match her haircolour, and dark clothing to blend in rather than accent those markings. She seems to be about sixteen or so years old, but looks can be decieving.
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with katman! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with visio! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[&] 7:47:27 PM Player Cotys is online.
[#] Cotys has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] With the lurching of shadows, a darkened mass is slowly forged into the slender shape of a femme. The void shifts and wavers several times over before finally taking on a familiar form.
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "(Its unsettling how aroused that made me. :-P)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Trench can think of far better things..." to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "Cotys demands that he doesn't." to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Dear, your very presence arouses me.)" to Cotys. ]
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[ Cotys whispers, "(You ignore me, don't you? ^^)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Only when I think you like it.)" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "(Dirty.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Very much so.)" to Cotys. ]
[#] Kit'n has left the Dark Realm.
[ Cotys whispers, "(Apparently.)" to you. ]
* More than one furre's name begins that way. You need to type more of the name, or maybe all of their name, so I can tell exactly who you mean! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with kit'n! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
* Current players: Dark Realm, Jahana, Sauroposeidon, Cotys, Chimæra, The Dæmon, Elghinyrr Suru, Tiye, Trench, Phoenix Starfire.
* 10 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2541 total players online. Uptime 4:48
* Max players this session: 2559
* Max players today: 2559
Trench: >:*
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* You can't conjure up your dream here. You can do so in Allegria, Imaginarium, Acropolis, or Furrabia - or on dream pads in some dreams, or almost anywhere in others.
[ Phoenix Starfire whispers, "ello" to you. ]
* More than one furre's name begins that way. You need to type more of the name, or maybe all of their name, so I can tell exactly who you mean! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[ You whisper "" to Phoenix Starfire. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "(Question. When don't I enter the Realm and find some hapless fellow pining after Tiye. Its better than instigating a war.)" to you. ]
[ Phoenix Starfire whispers, " [ You whisper "(She's that much of a man's woman, eh? I never realized.)" to Cotys. ]
(You see Phoenix Starfire.)
> She walks past, giving off a warmth of sorts.. They say that if you play with fire you're going to get burned.. Such is true with this one. Her hair is black with red streaks running through it, and her fur is akin to fire. To contrast her colors, she is clothed in a dark blue dress, white boots, and a black cloak. She smiles, mischeif in her eyes.. [fire elemental][i have limits, whisper to know, dont like them? Dont rp with me!][serious rpers only please..]
[ You whisper "(Aye? And now?)" to Phoenix Starfire. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "(I suppose if I thought only with my wanker, which I don't possess, I'd give it a go. Its annoying, but laughingly so.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Well, guess I won't be pining after that one, anymore!)" to Cotys. ]
[#] Sauroposeidon has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Kassen has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Kassen.)
> A half-grin played across this being's face. Long silver hair was tied back into a ponytail, reaching down to just past the figure's neck. Bindings wrap around each fist, leaving his forearms and fingers free. A black dress shirt covers his torso, the top three buttons un-buttoned, with the collar turned out. Simple black pants adorned his lower half, followed with black shoes.A pouch hangs off the right of his waist, containing his bindings, while from the left hung two katar.[DA]
[ Cotys whispers, "(If it intrigues you, do it.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(I would, but there's one that I have a particular interest in, and she gets kinda jealous.)" to Cotys. ]
* You've discovered Imaginarium. Play here follows the Consent Rule. As it's more of a back-stage area, feel free to discuss in-character, "IC", action and upload roleplay-oriented Dreams. The Imaginarium has entrances to two additional main areas suited for roleplaying, Theriopolis and Goldwyn. Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream. (Dream by Sidereal, Talzhemir and Emerald Flame)
[*] Your request has been sent to Dark Realm.
[*] Dark Realm has accepted your request.
[*] Dark Realm summons you.
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 474)
[*] Dark Realm asks you to join his / her company. To accept the request, type `join and press . To decline, type `decline and press
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
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(You see Elghinyrr Suru.)
> The old Raven. Near middle-aged; hardened, strong lined face. Stark white hair; two thick white braids lay on the chest, tips dyed black. Remarkably ornate spiked black adamantine plate armor depicts horrific visions intertwined with spider web designs; sleeveless fur-lined leather robe worn overtop. Two silver rings dangle from his left ear, set with a single purple stone each. Mannerisms, actions, speech portray & exude a single depiction of him: In control, in command. Dokkalfar.
Trench: Hrm... Y'should join me in upcoming activities...
Trench: Teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
(You see The Dæmon.)
> Feral features playing wolven heritage 'pon eccentric, young Wyrmme body. Scales only, in black and blue design; wings apparent 'pon back. Light turqouise, obviously inherited from his father, etches in runic patterns across the body, which is rather ripped and built; his only clothing a servile chain article for loincloth. Aside of claws, body, and chains, he bears no apparent weaponry...just a good-looking, very devilish, black-scaled Wyrmme.
[ Cotys whispers, "(But the fact that you'd toyed with the idea shows you did indeed give thought to going after this man's woman. You should see how that goes.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Nah, I don't like competition.)" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "(Oh I'm sure this one is well within your league. No contest.)" to you. ]
The Dæmon, in fact, -was- of noble-blooded family. The fact that he is Wyrmme, albeit a half-breed, and has wings is a testament within itself. However, this is not openly spoken of. Instead, the behemoth merely tries for a simple- yet elegant in its own right- flourish of his left hand before her. "Your full name, m'lady; as I've stated...beauty has a true name, and I seek this. Simply so..." he begins, eyes drifting over to the door, curiously so. Hm.
[ You whisper "(I think I should go for those that are out of my league... Is there such a thing?)" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "(Is there?)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(I don't think so...)" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "(There you have it.)" to you. ]
Trench rolls his eyes, before moving from the throne, "Some are born into royalty... Some of us have to earn it..." With that, he leaves the room.
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
(You see Elghinyrr Suru.)
> The old Raven. Near middle-aged; hardened, strong lined face. Stark white hair; two thick white braids lay on the chest, tips dyed black. Remarkably ornate spiked black adamantine plate armor depicts horrific visions intertwined with spider web designs; sleeveless fur-lined leather robe worn overtop. Two silver rings dangle from his left ear, set with a single purple stone each. Mannerisms, actions, speech portray & exude a single depiction of him: In control, in command. Dokkalfar.
Trench: When was the last time you played soccer?
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ Cotys whispers, " [ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Elghinyrr Suru tosses his robe over his arm as he exits the throne room. He doesn't look up from his doings except to glance at the entry way to this myriad of tunnel work. "I've stood on a field made for the game. Same field Mephisto decided to take his own life on. Why do you ask."
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Phoenix Starfire whispers, "wandering about being bored at the moment..]" to you. ]
Trench shrugs, "Figure a game was due."
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Tiye has left the Dark Realm.
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Bored? Well, I may have a solution for that...)" to Phoenix Starfire. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Phoenix Starfire whispers, "do tell" to you. ]
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with tiy! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
The Dæmon exits; obviously giving chase. However, he stops, slowly turning about; his visage holding a questioning glare to its eyes. Aha.
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench quirks a brow as he briefly glances to the lad coing from the throne room. He offers only a brief shrug before his attention returns to Elghinyrr. "It's kind of a new hobby I've taken up as of late."
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Elghinyrr Suru's gaze shifts over to Trench, he doesn't care to dig into the reasons for the talk of the game. He goes along, "One wouldn't think Trench had time to play games." He moves towards the tables and tosses his robe over a seat. Slides into a seat, folding his arms..
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench shrugs slightly, "Really, I don't... But, one such as myself does need to relax." He offers a slight smirk, "Besides, it's a real kick when you tell one that they can't speak with you until they play a round."
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
The Dæmon, ever a curious Wyrmme half-breed, watches. Most expectantly casting a glance to Elghinyrr ever so often.
Phoenix Starfire upon seeing her usual spot occupied... she decided to take a seat near the fountain and stare at it... it always was an object of beauty for her... and one she admired the workmanship on.... even though she was a fire elemental.... it still stood to reason that she could enjoy beauty.... if it truly was beautiful... even in a realm of shadows as such..
Elghinyrr Suru glances only briefly to the Daemon. Plucks a rolled paper the size of a thumb from his belt and places it on the table. His eyes move back to Trench as the paper is slid across the table towards the Daemon.
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
The Dæmon steps nearer, and seats himself appropriately, eyeing the paper, first. Nothing else done as of yet.
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench: Aye, well, I think I shall head that way. All are more than invited to join, should they wish...
Trench: Teleport, forest!
[#] A peaceful shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Cotys has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "." to Cotys. ]
[*] Your request has been sent to Cotys.
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Phoenix Starfire whispers, "*wishes she knew where Trench went?*" to you. ]
* More than one furre's name begins that way. You need to type more of the name, or maybe all of their name, so I can tell exactly who you mean! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[*] Your request has been sent to Phoenix Starfire.
[*] Cotys asks you to join his / her company. To accept the request, type `join and press . To decline, type `decline and press
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Alexander Truth has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
* More than one furre's name begins that way. You need to type more of the name, or maybe all of their name, so I can tell exactly who you mean! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[*] Your request has been sent to Alexander Truth.
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Noble has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Noble.)
> The midnight eyes and eastern clothes give away his austerity to perform. Tangled fur form the plexus shrouding a deep layer of skin beneath a hellenistic alb. His face is well-chosen, but there is a negative image portrayed only by the midnight eyes. His only vanity is his tawny locks of head-hair. [Portrait Space Done By Azure Lonefox]
[*] Alexander Truth has accepted your request.
[*] Alexander Truth joins you.
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Cotys has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] With the lurching of shadows, a darkened mass is slowly forged into the slender shape of a femme. The void shifts and wavers several times over before finally taking on a familiar form.
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
Alexander Truth chuckles upon entry, murmuring, "Tis good to see you once again Warlord Trench. May I ask why you have summoned me here?"
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Noble has left the Dark Realm.
Trench nods a bit, "Two reasons... One, because I believed that you were seeking me out, and two, if that first part is true, then you shall have to go a round with me in a soccer match."
[#] A purifying shift is felt within the Realm.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Jahana, Kassen, Phoenix Starfire, Chimæra, The Dæmon, Elghinyrr Suru, Trench, Cotys, Alexander Truth.
* 10 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2641 total players online. Uptime 5:16
* Max players this session: 2650
* Max players today: 2650
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[*] Phoenix Starfire joins you.
[ Alexander Truth whispers, "Are you posting?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Umm... I did post...)" to Alexander Truth. ]
Alexander Truth raises an eyebrow "Soccer? Why of all games soccer?"
Trench shrugs, "It's traditional... I'm old fashioned."
Alexander Truth sighs "And what is the catch? If I lose, I die?"
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[#] Chimæra has left the Dark Realm.
Trench chuckles, "Come, now... It's a game, lad. Don't stress. If you lose, it'll be the same as if you win. You gain audience with me just for playing."
Alexander Truth nods and smiles, glad to see there were no strings attached. "Shall we play then?"
[ Phoenix Starfire whispers, "how do you whisper the Daemon?" to you. ]
Trench nods, "By all means... I'll let you have first kick."
[#] Elghinyrr Suru has left the Dark Realm.
[ Phoenix Starfire whispers, "cant seem to get it to work..." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Damon" to Phoenix Starfire. ]
[ Elghinyrr Suru whispers, "Where in the hell is this place...)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Heh, in Imag." to Elghinyrr Suru. ]
Alexander Truth nods and sweeps his leg to strike the ball, running downfield and chuckling
Alexander Truth: Blast!
Trench: Not bad, lad.
Trench: It's alright, I'm quite good at this game.
Alexander Truth: alright.....here I go....
Trench takes a seat upon the grass, "Now, what is --!"
Trench: Oh ho!
Alexander Truth: Yes!
Trench: Alright, tied score...
Alexander Truth smiles panting "Last shot wins?"
Trench: Aye...
Alexander Truth: your kick then.
[#] Elghinyrr Suru has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Elghinyrr Suru whispers, "Smart ass." to you. ]
Trench: There we are, then.
[ Elghinyrr Suru whispers, "Got stuck in one of those hallways. " to you. ]
Trench smirks as he sets himself upon the grass.
Alexander Truth: Yes. Now, you were saying?
[ You whisper "Looking for the soccer field?" to Elghinyrr Suru. ]
Trench nods, "What is it I may do for you this eve?"
[ Elghinyrr Suru whispers, "Aye." to you. ]
[ You whisper "It's in the forest." to Elghinyrr Suru. ]
[#] Carrera Viper has entered the Dark Realm.
Alexander Truth sighs "Not much truly. I merely need a place to stay for a few days. Lerdia and I had a bit of a falling out...."
Trench: No kidding... Awhile back, wasn't it?
Alexander Truth shakes his head "Today was the end really...but how did you know that?"
Trench shrugs, "I'm Trench..." He looks about and smirk, noting the even players, now. "Shall we go another round? Two on two?"
Alexander Truth shakes his head "No....I want to know exactly how you found out. Spy networks?"
Elghinyrr Suru crouches. He'd come to watch whatever show would be put on. The games he remembers ended in the loss of limbs for most of the players...
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench shrugs, "Does it really matter? I gain information a number of ways. I don't so much remember the ways as I do the information, which, in my opinion, is the important part."
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
Elghinyrr Suru...and he wondered, if the same games were played here. If that was the case, his armor was coming off.
Trench smirks as he looks towards Elghinyrr, knowingly.
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Alexander Truth shrugs slightly, murmuring, "I am sorry, but I do not believe I am up for another game. I shall be in the tavern if you require me." He turns his back, but stops, asking, "How do I get to the tavern from here?"
[#] Carrera Viper has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
Trench points behind himself, "You're missing out, lad... It really cures what ails ya. But, the tavern is back that way, and out of the forest."
Alexander Truth nods "Thank you." and returns the ball to them for their game.
Trench quirks a brow as he looks over towards Raven, "Care to give it a go?"
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Elghinyrr Suru grunts, cocking his head to the side in feigned astonishment. "You don't think we're too old...?"
The Dæmon, rather abruptly, lands with a deep thud and clank of few chains on his rather exposing loincloth. Just a simple thing; he wants to eye the excitement. If there's any to have beheld.
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
Phoenix Starfire looks over to the Damon... and blinks... cocking her head to the side as she then looked back to the field... an odd sort of game they were playing thats for sure
Trench shrugs, absently, "With my unique structure, my body remains as strong as when it was first created... It's only the mind that ages me, now."
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
The Dæmon's head cocks to the side; the being merely walks back.
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[#] The Dæmon has left the Dark Realm.
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
Elghinyrr Suru upturns his mouth, "Well, if that be the case. I'm glad you admitted the effects of aging first," he says as he glances up from beginning to unbuckle pieces of his armor. Shrugs his pauldrons off...
* 2725 total players online. Uptime 5:35
* Max players this session: 2739
* Max players today: 2739
* Current players: Dark Realm, Jahana, Kassen, Elghinyrr Suru, Phoenix Starfire, Trench, Cotys.
* 7 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
Trench wonders...
[#] Alexander Truth has left the Dark Realm.
[*] Your request has been sent to Cotys.
(You see Phoenix Starfire.)
> She walks past, giving off a warmth of sorts.. They say that if you play with fire you're going to get burned.. Such is true with this one. Her hair is black with red streaks running through it, and her fur is akin to fire. To contrast her colors, she is clothed in a dark blue dress, white boots, and a black cloak. She smiles, mischeif in her eyes.. [fire elemental][i have limits, whisper to know, dont like them? Dont rp with me!][serious rpers only please..]
Trench looks over to Phoenix, "You joining in?"
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Phoenix Starfire just stands, watching from a distance... such was her curse... to watch all as they touched.. snuggled...... had fun... but with her the touch was deadly... she was as hot as a fire's forge after all.... blinking.. "huh... oh Me? i... better not... i dont wanna sorch the ball or anything.."
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench shrugs, "You wear boots, right? You just kick the thing..."
[#] Kortheal Tahalia has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
(You see Kortheal Tahalia.)
> Locks atramentous in hue cascade under a horned helm sheilding visage of handsome features.Such a face would mold into his cladding; the Midnight plates housing a toned form, supproting the spired shoulderplates, and a plate belt. Sheathing about this belt being that of a horrific blade, jagged and blunt one side...raven talon's edge about the other. He is.....Doom Knight[Dreamweaver][SDA Leader][Necromancer][CBW]
Elghinyrr Suru removes a breastplate, carefull laying it on the ground, his eyes roll over the various scenes depicted there as he speaks and moves onto the rest of his upper body armor. "You'd be a wonderful factor in the game, girl. You should play."
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
* Current players: Dark Realm, Jahana, Kassen, Elghinyrr Suru, Phoenix Starfire, Trench, Cotys, Kortheal Tahalia.
* 8 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2736 total players online. Uptime 5:38
* Max players this session: 2767
* Max players today: 2767
(You see Kassen.)
> Inactive - User has been away from keyboard last 0 hours and 5 minutes. -- DogProxy 2.30 - get your own copy at
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[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
Phoenix Starfire: eh i might accidently touch you then... i burn unfortunately... and i really dont... want to hurt anyone... hhe.." that was how she was.. letting them know.. but if they didnt mind it.. she would join in she guessed.. she was running out of excuses.. thats for sure..
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench chuckles, "If you can burn shadows, we could have serious issues... Otherwise, I'm not worried."
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
(You see Kortheal Tahalia.)
> Locks atramentous in hue cascade under a horned helm sheilding visage of handsome features.Such a face would mold into his cladding; the Midnight plates housing a toned form, supproting the spired shoulderplates, and a plate belt. Sheathing about this belt being that of a horrific blade, jagged and blunt one side...raven talon's edge about the other. He is.....Doom Knight[Dreamweaver][SDA Leader][Necromancer][CBW]
Trench glances his way towards Kortheal, "Looking for me, lad?"
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Elghinyrr Suru gathers his armor, not a sound is made from heap as he places it together and stands to drop it near the rock walls.
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
Phoenix Starfire: ah i see....
Phoenix Starfire: i guessi could play then...
Kortheal Tahalia Chuckles,"No...not really, just checking to see if anybody is around is all."
Trench shrugs, "That's alright. You should come play, anyway. We need a fourth team mate."
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Angel Blade has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Angel Blade.)
> To see info on this character press F8 on your keyboard http://www.geocities.com/idle_tears_elektra/index.htm [Vampiress] [ic age: 1,900 looks to be 18 yrs old or younger] [Daughter Of Dante Blade] [Married To Lorntol Lokari] [Owner Of Gothic Romance Lounge and Bartending manager at CD] jpg:w^freewebs.c^angel_blade/Ang
Kortheal Tahalia quirks a brow slightly, oddly interested.Standing and dusting himself off he'd toss away his cloak,"Now...what are we playing?"
Elghinyrr Suru's grin stretches his muzzle, toothily and unassumingly vicious in the way a jagged stone might look where one ponders accidental impalement. "I'll take the fire woman." He looks to her across the field.
Trench smirks, "Soccer. Raven, you against myself... Which partner do you want?"
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench murmers, "Answers that... Alright, then!"
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Kortheal Tahalia: [Didn't quite pick up on that....which team am I on?]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
Trench: (Mine.)
Elghinyrr Suru: (You're with Blue Hair down there.)
Phoenix Starfire: Heh... are there... any stats or bets on this game? or is it just a fun game? i'd like to know if i'm playing for anything or not..
Trench looks to Raven, "Any wagers?"
Elghinyrr Suru: Depends on the crowd. We used to bet life. If you survived, you won.
Elghinyrr Suru: Although never in 'soccer.'
Phoenix Starfire eyes would grow wide... until she heard the next part.. then she seemed to calm down a bit
Trench shrugs, "Somehow, I don't forsee it being a large problem... I suppose we'll just do a few rounds of amusement..."
[#] Angel Blade has left the Dark Realm.
Phoenix Starfire: I guess that works then...
Kortheal Tahalia takes a deep breath before relaxing. With a wave of his hand he'd motion towards the ball,"Shall we play?"
Trench: Ready, then, Raven?
Elghinyrr Suru: As I will ever be..
Trench: Being the mighty warlord that I am, I'll permit your team first kick.
Kortheal Tahalia snickers
Phoenix Starfire: i guess.... i'll be giving it? or do you want to sir?" would just realize she didnt havea clue who any of these people were... "its your decision..
Phoenix Starfire: have a*
Elghinyrr Suru grunts and looks toward his team mate. "Kick it," he states firmly... a normal tone for him.
(You see Kortheal Tahalia.)
> Locks atramentous in hue cascade under a horned helm sheilding visage of handsome features.Such a face would mold into his cladding; the Midnight plates housing a toned form, supproting the spired shoulderplates, and a plate belt. Sheathing about this belt being that of a horrific blade, jagged and blunt one side...raven talon's edge about the other. He is.....Doom Knight[Dreamweaver][SDA Leader][Necromancer][CBW]
Trench: Good job...
Kortheal Tahalia thinks he should play goalie
Trench is skeptical, as the 'goalie' just kicked the score for the opposing team...
Trench: Alright, we get first kick, then...
Trench: Ready?
Elghinyrr Suru nods...
Phoenix Starfire nods
Kortheal Tahalia: [my furcadia client's going nuts....like....TOO MUCH MOVEMENT!!!}
Trench: Best round I think I've had in awhile.
[#] La Bruja de las lobas has entered the Dark Realm.
Elghinyrr Suru claps, glancing at Trench... "Nice movement."
Phoenix Starfire: hmm.. that was interesting..
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
Trench: Ready?
Trench: Tied score, your kick...
Elghinyrr Suru unties the upper portion of his light black tunic. "Are you.."
[#] La Bruja de las lobas has left the Dark Realm.
Elghinyrr Suru waits for a response...
Trench places his paws across his chest, "I was born ready, old friend."
Kortheal Tahalia luaghs,"I don't know about you, but I was born naked."
Elghinyrr Suru gives a half grin... and moves forward.
Trench sprints after the ball!
Trench: Touche'...
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Kortheal Tahalia: May I?
Elghinyrr Suru nods as he jogs back to the 'start area, whip and blades barely jumbling about. "Got it from watching the more experienced... in soccer at least." He quirks a brow to Trench as he passes.
Phoenix Starfire: heh
Trench: Heh, we should wait until they are ready..
Phoenix Starfire: i'm ready.... thats for sure
Trench: Then do it...
Trench slaps himself.
Phoenix Starfire laughs a bit
Trench: Don't say it...
Kortheal Tahalia: I thought that one looked a little funny
Elghinyrr Suru chuckles, crossing his arms.. he resigns to just shaking his head.
Trench: That's alright, with a score of 3 to 1, we can come back...
Trench: Raven's the best opponent I've had on this all day.
Trench: I just gotta up my game a bit.
Trench smirks.
Trench: Take the ball, lad.
Elghinyrr Suru gives a half salute..
Kortheal Tahalia: is it our kick?
Trench: It's all yours, partner.
Elghinyrr Suru looks to Korth, waiting his move.
Trench: Just gotta up my game a bit...
Trench: Hrm...
Elghinyrr Suru: (Bah.)
[#] Nadrid has entered the Dark Realm.
Kortheal Tahalia: pick it up
Trench: Close it in.
Elghinyrr Suru: Must be a bump in the ground.. damn sand worms.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
(You see Nadrid.)
> Before you stands a tall woman, her long ebony hair draping about her shoulders. Her pale yellow eyes seem to gaze right through you. Tattoos cover her unusually dark skin, mostly on her upper body. Peaks of pointed ears just noticed, covered by her hair. A long spear is held in her hand. She wears a long, shimmering dress made from dragon's hide. Her boots are of the same material. A silver belt rests on her hips, covered in sapphires in a intricate design. [Elf, Warrior][Looks to be about 19]
Elghinyrr Suru looks to Starfire... his look is expectant.
Trench stands, waiting anxiously...
Elghinyrr Suru: (Not that kind of expectant, folks...)
Trench: (Oh...)
Phoenix Starfire: that was a bit too easy
Trench: Told ya we could come back. ;-)
Elghinyrr Suru: Old war machines take longer to get effective...
Kortheal Tahalia: Your kick guys
[#] La Bruja de las lobas has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Chimæra has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: Ready.
Elghinyrr Suru nods.. and moves on it this time.
[#] Chimæra has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: Good teamwork...
Kortheal Tahalia nods/
Elghinyrr Suru: And your team mate, Trench, proves some worth.
Trench: 3 to 4...
Elghinyrr Suru: For your side, at least.
[#] La Bruja de las lobas has left the Dark Realm.
Kortheal Tahalia: [When my game doesn't lag]
Trench: (One moment, afk a sec.)
Elghinyrr Suru looks to Phoenix this time.
[#] Rishana has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] jenthehen22691 has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench is ready.
(You see Rishana.)
> Hip hugging, chocolate suede melts over long legs, ending in black, leather boots that reach to the knee. Corset of soft violet worn over torso, lacing up front to give a tantalizing view of perfect cleavage. Golden loops dangle from delicate, pointed ears, and dark, orchid tresses are pulled atop head in a messy topknot that only seems to enhance perfect beauty. crystal cloak rests on shoulders, hem swaying around slim ankles. www.freewebs.com/rishlady (updated 10-13-04)
Phoenix Starfire frowns a bit.. not being much good considering that she'd never played before.... and sighs.... giving him an "i'm sorry..." sort of look.... but was it her fault?
[#] jenthehen22691 has left the Dark Realm.
Phoenix Starfire: guess i'm kicking? or who?
Elghinyrr Suru: You're the one.
Trench: Aye, you.
Trench: Nice...
Elghinyrr Suru: Quickest goal yet I believe.
Trench: I do believe so.
Elghinyrr Suru moves...
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Kortheal Tahalia: Weeee
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Phoenix Starfire: Guess i'm just not good at this... i'm sorry
[*] Your request has been sent to Jahana.
[*] Jahana has accepted your request.
[*] Jahana joins you.
[ You whisper "Phoenix...<>" to Cotys. ]
Kortheal Tahalia: Just as long as you're having a good time
Trench looks to Korth, "Alright, you are on Raven's team, now..."
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Elghinyrr Suru grunts, coming to a slow stop. He turns and heads back to the start area. "Well, woman of fire, I was hoping you'd singe some of our opponents there. Do that and I won't cut those ankles off.."
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Elghinyrr Suru offers a small smirk to Phoenix... not giving determination of whether he is kidding or not.
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench smirks as he looks to Phoenix, "Don't worry, Jahana will aid me.>
Trench: "
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Elghinyrr Suru: New game, yes...?
Kortheal Tahalia: Jahana's skills are nothing compared to mine hahaha!!
Phoenix Starfire eyes go wide.... and she looks at Trench with a "he cant really do that can he?" sort of look... hoping he was kidding... after all she didnt really.. uh.. yeah... "alright.. i'll be in the realm... if anyone cares to find me.."
Jahana arches a brow, but steps onto the field. "This should be interesting."
[ You whisper "" to Phoenix Starfire. ]
Trench: One second...
[ Phoenix Starfire whispers, "ah... hmm.. i see..." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Trench was trying to explain that before you stormed out." to Phoenix Starfire. ]
Trench: Alright, these are the teams, then...
Trench: Ready?
[ Phoenix Starfire whispers, "ah i see... she's not quite patient sometimes.. got kinda odd personality cause of how she was raised too.." to you. ]
Trench: Having the team with less furres, we'll take the first kick off.
Elghinyrr Suru nods.
Trench steps to the side, giving the honors to Jahana.
Kortheal Tahalia obliges
Trench pokes?
* Current players: Dark Realm, Rishana, Kassen, Elghinyrr Suru, Phoenix Starfire, Trench, Cotys, Kortheal Tahalia, Nadrid, Jahana, Morgana Elza`bet.
* 11 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
[#] Morgana Elza`bet has entered the Dark Realm.
* 2740 total players online. Uptime 6:14
* Max players this session: 2767
* Max players today: 2767
* More than one furre's name begins that way. You need to type more of the name, or maybe all of their name, so I can tell exactly who you mean! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[*] Your request has been sent to Morgana Elza`bet.
[*] Morgana Elza`bet has accepted your request.
[*] Morgana Elza`bet joins you.
Trench looks to Morgana, "You're on my team... Get ready, we're about to kick off."
Trench looks to Jahana, "Maybe..."
Elghinyrr Suru: Perhaps she'd do well as a post in the ground...
Trench: Hrm...
Kortheal Tahalia: I could go find a hammer....I doubt it would do any good though.
Jahana is here.
Phoenix Starfire yay?
Jahana approaches the ball and kicks?
Jahana murfs.
[#] Rishana has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Geovania Necronomo has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Sen Mi'kiri has entered the Dark Realm.
Elghinyrr Suru is wearing his lower legging armor, the top half removed down to a light black tunic with half sleeves. He pulls the tunic from its tucked position to let it hang comfortably... and waits.
Trench: Shall we now, then?
Elghinyrr Suru nods.
Trench awaits Jahana's kick...
Kortheal Tahalia: Tried to save it
Kortheal Tahalia: ....
Elghinyrr Suru smirks, coming to a stop... "That one trickled over the line."
Kortheal Tahalia: ready?
Trench: Ready.
Jahana kicks ass.... yeah!
Kortheal Tahalia: That was nice.
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Jahana gives up.
[ Geovania Necronomo whispers, "If you do not mind sir..I would like to speak with you." to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[#] Zylana has entered the Dark Realm.
[*] Your request has been sent to Geovania Necronomo.
Trench: One moment...
Trench: Before we take our kick...
[*] Geovania Necronomo has accepted your request.
[*] Geovania Necronomo joins you.
Trench: Raven's team gets another member.
(You see Geovania Necronomo.)
> Exquisite stature unfolding around this female. The soft locks of her hair moved in a velvetine ribbon. The curls of her bangs play about the ridges of her facial frame. The treads of her tresses move down her back coating the silken cloth of her cloak. Wrapping gingerly around the curves of her frame. The cloak falls down to her heels as if robed. Her body fastened in a satin clothed sleeveless gown. Slits up each side, burrowing up short of her thigh. [Human] [Roses?] [Chancellor at Lerdia]
Trench points to Raven, speaking to Geovania, "You're on his team."
(You see Sen Mi'kiri.)
> Dark blue hair drapes about shoulders in a tidy flow, falling just passed his collar bone. Emerald eyes sparkle from beneath navy mane, observing the outside world with an unearthen gaze, sheerly unnerving in the base appearance of his glance. Black robes dance about his form in silken waves, tunic trousers and outer cloak all the same shade, the color of the darkest night. A single leather bound scabbard rests at his side, with a silver pommel.[Single, not really looking.]
Elghinyrr Suru grunts. "Sheep."
Trench quirks a brow, "I'll take the other one."
Geovania Necronomo Arches a brow for a moment. "No thats fine, but I would like to speak with you if that is alright?"
Trench shakes his head, "None speak to me without at least having one round..."
Kortheal Tahalia: If you can beat him in a game
Kortheal Tahalia: bwahahaha!!
[#] Zylana has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: Well, you don't have to win... But, you do have to play.
Geovania Necronomo: This has to do with Balthasar
Geovania Necronomo: And questions about...someone..
Kortheal Tahalia: Isn't that the guy who ended the war with lerdia?
[#] Zylana has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench shrugs, "You going to take position, or not?"
Sen Mi'kiri face palms and steps out onto the field "I'l take her position"
Geovania Necronomo: What a waste of time this was.
[#] Geovania Necronomo has left the Dark Realm.
Morgana Elza`bet: My kick?
Trench quirks a brow, "I say... Apparently she didn't want to speak that much..."
Jahana will use her feminine whiles as a distraction.
[#] Zylana has left the Dark Realm.
Kortheal Tahalia: It would appear so.
Jahana knows she spelled that wrong.
Trench smirks, "This is an excellent filter to decide who really wishes audience with me and who doesn't..."
Sen Mi'kiri: What are the rules, and what do we play to, what is the bet, and why do we play?
Trench was not ready...
Trench quirks a brow as he looks to Sen, "The lass you came with has left... You realize that, right?"
Morgana Elza`bet: I'm not playing with you anymore.
Elghinyrr Suru looks to Trench. "You were running your mouth.. see what happens?" He grins.
[#] Zylana has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Dacrryna has entered the Dark Realm.
Sen Mi'kiri shrugs "I'm here to talk to you about Bal, one way or the other, if she doesn't want to join me, oh well."
Kortheal Tahalia: Fuck it...Kick the damn ball.
Morgana Elza`bet: Noo!
Trench nods, "The rules are simple, then... Umm..."
Jahana: .:wasn't ready!
Trench: Apparently, very minimal, too.
Morgana Elza`bet: Trench you still owe me a one on one game.
[#] Dacrryna has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: I do.
Trench looks to the newcomer, "You ready, lad?"
[#] Nadrid has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Jier has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: (Jah, kick it up one.)
Sen Mi'kiri: ....I would be if you'd answer my questions...
Sen Mi'kiri: What are the rules, what do we play to, what is the bet, and why do we play?
Morgana Elza`bet: Grr
Trench: The game is simple... Just kick it to the goal... The rest will be answered after we finish.
Sen Mi'kiri: Then, sure, I'll have a go
Trench: And, I can't play, Raven, while I'm telling your team members the rules.
Kortheal Tahalia: Let us give trench his one on one match
Morgana Elza`bet Plucks a feather from Trenches wings
(You see Zylana.)
> A soft-spoken fruit bat, she drifts about from room to room soundlessly, lips tilted with a gentle smile. A white, silken sholder-less cloth hangs from rings about a silver choker, draping loosely upon the gentle curves of her plush chest. Silver belt brimmed with bells as well as other assorted items that chime gently. [Lo'Nataliya]
Trench: But, we'll take the rat.
[#] Cotys has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Nadrid has entered the Dark Realm.
Zylana blinks?
Zylana chitters yet nods.
Trench: C'mon, rat. You're on my side.
Zylana is a bat. :-P
Sen Mi'kiri shrugs "Winning isn't what matters, just as long as everyone's happy, right?"
[ Jier whispers, "DS glitch, though if I know Jahana she seen it and already told you of it." to you. ]
Trench: Aye.
Elghinyrr Suru drops the ball onto the designated spot. "We see opportunity and take it... that's all."
[ You whisper "Aye, I know." to Jier. ]
Sen Mi'kiri: Then let's do it
Morgana Elza`bet: Wheres the ball?
Morgana Elza`bet: Nevermind
Trench: Raven, where's your man?
Trench: Come on...
Sen Mi'kiri: Kortheal?
Trench: Four on four.
Sen Mi'kiri: He's off to the side
Elghinyrr Suru: Relieving himself... *nods to the side*
[#] Mephisto has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] A maelstrom of chaotic energy washes over the realm as every flame within it's cavern depths receed into fear of the demonic force intruding upon this corporeal world.
Jahana CALLS MEPH!
Phoenix Starfire: [Mephisto should come play! XD]
Trench: Who's kick?
Elghinyrr Suru: (Well isn't that the mistake of the year.)
Kortheal Tahalia: [he'd own]
Trench: (I'd own Meph.)
Morgana Elza`bet: Are we ready to play?
Trench: Ready... Finally.
Kortheal Tahalia: [you don't know]
Trench: (I know.)
Trench: (I own all.)
Sen Mi'kiri: CAN WE GO![]
Trench: Who's kick?
Kortheal Tahalia: yours
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[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench: Get it, Jah.
Trench owns!
Trench: Alright, lad. Let's have a talk.
Trench: Teleport, meeting!
[#] A serious shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Zylana whispers, "[whom were you calling raven?]" to you. ]
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[ You whisper "(Elghinyrr.)" to Zylana. ]
[*] Sen Mi'kiri joins you.
Sen Mi'kiri: I heard that you made an offer to mister balthazar....
Trench leans back within his seat, taking a rag from his pocket to wipe off the sweat, "Now, what may I do for you?"
Trench: I did...
Sen Mi'kiri: I would like to ask what the specs where, and wether they are open to possible tweaking.
Trench quirks a brow, "First, tell me what it is you suggest for this... Tweaking?"
Sen Mi'kiri shrugs "Does a lawyer make his case before he meets the witness?
[#] Cotys has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] With the lurching of shadows, a darkened mass is slowly forged into the slender shape of a femme. The void shifts and wavers several times over before finally taking on a familiar form.
[#] An afflictive shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Geovania Necronomo has entered the Dark Realm.
Sen Mi'kiri: How am I to propose somethin, unless I know what the current specifications are?
(You see Geovania Necronomo.)
> Exquisite stature unfolding around this female. The soft locks of her hair moved in a velvetine ribbon. The curls of her bangs play about the ridges of her facial frame. The treads of her tresses move down her back coating the silken cloth of her cloak. Wrapping gingerly around the curves of her frame. The cloak falls down to her heels as if robed. Her body fastened in a satin clothed sleeveless gown. Slits up each side, burrowing up short of her thigh. [Human] [Roses?] [Chancellor at Lerdia]
Trench nods a bit, "You're not a typical Lerdian... The terms were, he joins me, as well as two of his comrads, and I end the war on your kingdom. He has agreed..." He releases a slight snarl, a glare gazing over to Giovania...
[#] Mephisto has left the Dark Realm.
Sen Mi'kiri: Who all was signed onto this?
[#] Nadrid has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Jier has left the Dark Realm.
Geovania Necronomo Looks upon the one snarling at him, shaking her head. Letting out a breath. "How can we get you to release Balthasar?"
Sen Mi'kiri face palms yet again
Trench thinks back, "Well, obviously Bal... There was also an advisor to the queen... Can't quite remember the lad's name..." He then quirks a brow, "Urm... There is no way. Sorry..."
[#] Nadrid has entered the Dark Realm.
Sen Mi'kiri: No way, is not a fact, everything has its price, what is Bals?
Trench leans back, "In order to end this war, I needed something that would equal the value of all the furres I lose from recruiting that would come in because of the war... Balthasar was the first Lerdian warrior I saw worthwhile. He was respectful and well behaved. Needless to say, he was quite a prize, indeed. However, the queen pissed me off further, leaving me no option but to up the ante..."
(You see Kortheal Tahalia.)
> Locks atramentous in hue cascade under a horned helm sheilding visage of handsome features.Such a face would mold into his cladding; the Midnight plates housing a toned form, supproting the spired shoulderplates, and a plate belt. Sheathing about this belt being that of a horrific blade, jagged and blunt one side...raven talon's edge about the other. He is.....Doom Knight[Dreamweaver][SDA Leader][Necromancer][CBW]
Kortheal Tahalia enters slowly, cautiously,"Am I....interupting something?"
[#] Morganna Chi has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: Yes...
(You see Morganna Chi.)
> She is nice, romantic, can be hyper at times, and loves to be talked to. Her name is Morganna but she likes to be called Chi. She actually is a vampire/wolf. Shes very friendly and isnt she at all. But she can get an attitude so try not to get on her bad side
Kortheal Tahalia turns and leaves.
[#] Elghinyrr Suru has left the Dark Realm.
Geovania Necronomo Lets her optics shift from Trench to Sen, and back. "What if there was a higher offer to you? Would you release Balthsar then?"
Sen Mi'kiri shrugs "So go piss someone else off, get into a fight, and continue the recruiting...There is more than one way to gain troops. Or create a psuedo battle between two factions, both of which you control. Then you expend resources to fight yourself, while gaining numbers, merge the factions after a stages take over, and you're done."
[#] A purifying shift is felt within the Realm.
Sen Mi'kiri: staged*
Trench glares, once more, to Geovania, "You didn't want to pay the price to speak to me, then don't speak to me..." He then looks back to Sen, "And I will do that, but that's more work I have to do. So, to pay for the peace, I needed something in payment. He was the price. Did he suggest you come here to beg for his contract?"
Sen Mi'kiri: [e.e;]
[ You whisper "." to Balthasar. ]
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[ You whisper "" to Balthasar. ]
Geovania Necronomo Narrows her eyes upon him, as she lets out a small growl. "You wished for me to play a stupid game to have rights..My lord how childish is that?"
[ Balthasar whispers, "Balthasar's voice is vague, a bit like static. 'Lord...?'" to you. ]
Sen Mi'kiri laughs "Really, you should know better than that, I simply don't like someone being held against his will to a place like this...and I don't see Bal as being someone who would enjoy this kind of place..."
Sen Mi'kiri reaches out and gently covers Geovanias mouth with his hand. "Girl, if you want us both dead, keep talking like that; me, I'd rather get out with my head on, and possibly a deal worked out.
Trench slams his fist upon the table as he looks to the lass, "I asked for a friendly game to break the ice. If it was such a minor thing that I asked to gain my attention, why was it too much to ask for from you?" He seems quite angered as he speaks. Yet, instantly calms as he looks to Sen, "It is a place that can well utilize it's warriors. His was a talent being wasted, otherwise. At least here he'll have purpose."
[ You whisper "" to Balthasar. ]
Geovania Necronomo Turns her eyes upwards as she glares at Sen, before allowing her teeth to move against the flesh, nipping deeply into it.
[#] Perdurabo has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Balthasar whispers, "'... Yes, please allow me to come, Highness... I'm sorry for the inconvenience. I'll convince them to leave.'" to you. ]
Sen Mi'kiri rolls his eyes "One mans treasure is another mans trash, and one mans purpose is another mans bain. You can't hold all of us to your standard, some don't enjoy fighting just to fight...I don't think Bal would enjoy that sort of thing personally. And the fact that you asked him to do so in blackmail, doesn't shine well on your methods..."
[ You whisper "" to Balthasar. ]
[#] Balthasar has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Balthasar whispers, "'Of course, my Lord. I'm on my way.'" to you. ]
Sen Mi'kiri glances at Geovania "Stop it girl, I'm serious, you wanted me to come with you so we could work a deal out. Well, you're just gonna get us dead, so shush up, and lemme do my thing."
Trench shrugs, "My methods are my own... They are what made me into the dark lord that I am... You may question them, but they have kept me in power for more years than you have lived."
Sen Mi'kiri smirks "That's a manner of perception, as most things, but the point is, that is quite trivial at the moment. What are the stakes in this game, and what would you take for an ante?"
[ Balthasar whispers, "'Where are you, my King...?'" to you. ]
Geovania Necronomo Smirks slightly, laughing to herself as she tips her head before moving from them both. "I am so sorry to disturb you, actually i came here to speak to mephisto, but seeming as he left....I'll leave as well, good day to the both of you."
Trench leans back, as his paws rest within his lap, "He is worthy enough to be a Head Warrior... The line above that is... Royalty..."
Sen Mi'kiri face palms for the THIRD time that night
[#] Geovania Necronomo has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Balthasar. ]
[#] Kortheal Tahalia has left the Dark Realm.
[ Balthasar whispers, "(Ach, thought it was locked, hit the wrong tile.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(S'alright.)" to Balthasar. ]
Sen Mi'kiri pauses for a moment, in thought. "Okay, now that I know the stakes, I'll ponder on the bet, and inform you when I've decided wether or not to fold. Deal?"
[#] Nadrid has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Perdurabo has left the Dark Realm.
Balthasar enters in, glancing about. He bends at the waist in a low bow to Trench, 'My King.' Raising, then, he looks to Sen somewhat nervously. 'What are you doing...?!' he says quietly.
Trench leans forward, a slight smirk upon his lips, "You've come to me... You dealt well, the lass was... Uncouth... However, I feel as though you begin to insult my intellect... I'm just curious, what if I had this lad just take your head for me? He is a bit obligated to such things, you realize..."
Sen Mi'kiri smirks as he rises, making his way out. "And do remember, I'd rather not have my hand bared to the world, so keep this table in the dark if you would." Pausing at Bal and shrugs "Do what you want to, I really don't care, if you feel the need to show power by killing pointlessly, then you're less of a man than I thought you where. If you would however, please do as I ask..until I decide to pic up my turn."
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench smirks, "You're testing my patience, lad... Not a wise thing to do..."
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
Balthasar's talons clench; he turns to Sen. 'Sen, please leave. As he says, I'm obligated to abide by his law and his wishes. I don't want to kill you, but what I want no longer matters.'
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
Sen Mi'kiri grins at Trench "I apoligise, but I call them how I see them, you remind me alot of someone I knew along time ago....threats keep men in line, but corpses do nothing but add to the work. I'll leave then, with your permission, of course, sir."
[#] Morganna Chi has left the Dark Realm.
Sen Mi'kiri: [ex the extra comma >.<]
Trench turns as he stands, "I assure you, lad, you've never met one such as myself... You may ask many residents, I only threaten my enemies... I need not such things for my friends and allies... I am good to those that are good to me... But, I understand that you see things in such a way. Just remember, I am a hospitable opponent, but I will kill you, should you upset me... Perhaps not immediately, but... Piss me off enough, and you will die... I do hope you keep that in mind." With these words, he sits back upon the chair and waves a dismissive paw, "You may go."
[#] Tayn Razorwind has entered the Dark Realm.
Sen Mi'kiri nods and bows as he leaves, retaining all remarks to himself for the time being, unwilling to test the other further than required.
[#] Sen Mi'kiri has left the Dark Realm.
Trench sighs as he stands, looking to Balthasar...
(You see Tayn Razorwind.)
> Hidden figure towering at over seven feet tall if one could measure. Almost luxurious golden robe covering his form, a hood of gold wafting over his face as well as the beings entire head. A few long obsidian tendrils would drop out the hood infront of the robes. Hands, rarely seen outside of the robes, would be covered in a unique black material, six foot long staff held in the right hand. The robes hide his entire body, though still show a well built form.
Tayn Razorwind just walked in, moving to the side of the door immediately.
Balthasar stands at something of a ready position as Sen leaves; relaxing slightly after. He turns to Trench, kneeling, 'Please accept my apology for him, my Lord... I did not expect them to react in such a way.'
[ Cotys whispers, " " to you. ]
Tayn Razorwind blinks a bit. "What have I missed, sir?"
Balthasar: (That was kind of taking OOC to IC on there part, anyway. e.e)
Tayn Razorwind: sirs*[]
Balthasar: (their*)
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Sen Mi'kiri whispers, "Oh, and btw Bal doesn't know about Sen and Geo being there, which is why Sen slipped into code ^.^" to you. ]
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Phoenix Starfire has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Linnian has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench shakes his head a bit, "It seems you have left a caring environment. I want you to know, we are not at war with them, any longer. You belong to me, but you may still associate with them. However, if they continue to harass me on this issue... They, as individuals, not the kingdom, will pay the price."
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
Trench looks up to Tayn, "A good soccer game."
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Linnian has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
Tayn Razorwind chuckles and nods. "Yes..." according to what was just said, if one could read emotions without seeing the creature, Tayn would appear somewhat eager.
Balthasar nods deeply, 'Thank you, Highness. I'll see to it that it never happens again.'
Trench: For the sake of their good... I do not seek to make your time here unpleasant. You are loyal, and you keep to your word. I admire that. They seek to find your release from what they consider to be your prison...
Tayn Razorwind takes the hint and leaves, possibly looking to find his own entertainment...
[ Tayn Razorwind whispers, "~Sir, while I'm out, should I scout other kingdoms?~" to you. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Tayn Razorwind. ]
[ Tayn Razorwind whispers, "~Will do.~" to you. ]
Balthasar: To be clear... I do not consider it such. I've been treated as well here as I was at Lerdia; I have no reason to dislike it. I will try to show them that, as well.
[ Morgana Elza`bet whispers, "I can't play a game by myself you know?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[#] Tayn Razorwind has left the Dark Realm.
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Morgana Elza`bet. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
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[ Morgana Elza`bet whispers, "Okay" to you. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench nods, "For that, I am glad... You are a good warrior, Balthasar... And you are quick to respond. If all my warriors were like you, I would have no issues within this Realm. You are released back to your own pleasantries, now. I thank you for your prompt appearance."
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
Balthasar rises, 'And I thank you for your mercy on them, and on me... again, I'll try to ensure you never have to spend it on Lerdia after this.' With that he bows deeply again, and turns to leave.
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
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Trench merely returns a nod of respect.
[*] Cotys joins you.
Trench: Aye, it does.
Trench: He's a good lad, and a strong warrior. You should meet him, sometime.
Cotys grins somewhat. "Perhaps I should. What makes him so special anyhow?"
Trench: You'd have to meet him... For one, he was probably the best warrior to come out of Lerdia...
Cotys: Prowess on the battlefield means very little to me.
[#] Balthasar has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: He is also quite diplomatic. I assure you, should you meet the lad, you would be impressed.
Cotys chuckled softly at that. "I recall you saying much the same about Correnthean."
Trench smirks, "Perhaps, but Corr wasn't under my control..."
Cotys: Perhaps that is why I found him amusing.
Trench: Hm, perhaps...
Cotys arched a brow pointedly. "Preoccupied?"
Trench shakes his head a bit, "I'm not, fortunately... However, I do have to hit my retirement for the night. Tomorrow is to be.. A long day. I'm to meet with the Gods for a full day or two."
Cotys sidles clear of his path, her eyes downcast in thought. "Very well. Good eve then?"
Trench: Aye, my love... But, before I go... Are you alright?
Cotys flashes a wan smile. "Quite alright. Please, go and rest."
Trench quirks a worried brow, "Are you most certain?"
Cotys: Of course.
Trench leans over, offering a gentle kiss upon your cheek before walking away, "Aye, love... Until my return, then..." And with that, he fades into the shadows.
Trench: Teleport, master!
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Morgana Elza`bet, Cotys, Kassen, Jahana, Trench, Zylana.
* 7 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
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[ You whisper "(My bot is retiring for the night.)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "Sleeping in sweetest repose in a world of make believe dreams where every fantasy and fairytale has a happy ending, Trench. 0 hours and 31 minutes" to you. ]

Session closed 2004-11-24 22:22:04



Session started 2004-11-27 10:25:10

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[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
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[ You whisper "." to Tayn Razorwind. ]
[ You whisper "." to Temp A rarry. ]
[#] Kit'n has entered the Dark Realm.
Kit'n peeked around the edge of the door before she entered the room, and a relieved sigh escaped her before she entered silently. A bright smile crossed her face when she saw Trench, and she sat down on the floor beside him, laying her head against his knee. "Greetings, Mi'lord," she murmured softly, nuzzling.
Trench reaches down, his paw stroking under the Kit's chin, reaching to scratch behind the ear, "Ah, my kitten... Heh, I remember when you were so younger... You've grown quite well, haven't you? How have you been, as of late? It is good to see you, again..."
(You see Kit'n.)
> A small feline, dark hair and pastel colouring, looks up as you pass her by. Her turquoise eyes seem calm, almost serene, and very intelligent. She has dark markings that match her haircolour, and dark clothing to blend in rather than accent those markings. She seems to be about sixteen or so years old, but looks can be decieving.
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Kit'n murred softly and lifted her head as he scritched behind her ear. "I've grown, anyway," she said with a soft smile. "I've been alright, staying out of trouble and learning as much as I can about the realm. There was a newcomer yesterday, as I remember," she mentioned, closing her eyes and laying back against him. "I've missed you.."
Trench's paw rubs against your cheek, a slight nod to himself, "And I, you, young one... I'm glad you've returned. Heh, glad I've returned, as well." He tilts his head curiously as his paw moves along your face, stroking into your hair, "You said someone came by?"
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[Hey there]" to you. ]
Kit'n purred softly, and kept her eyes closed as he stroked her hair. "Aye, looked like a little boy, couldn't have been fourteen yet. He looked lost, but when I got close to him, he seemed afraid and ran off, I couldn't catch him." It was a suspicious person, in her mind; first of all, it was a child, second of all, the child had run away. She thought that he should know.
[ You whisper "(Heya.)" to Kithen Ashlar. ]
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[How are ya?]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Hah, hah! Still alive!)" to Kithen Ashlar. ]
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[Is there some reason you wouldn't be? O.o]" to you. ]
Trench nods slightly, his mind seems in thought for the moment while he absently strokes against your fur, "Hrm, I think I've seen this lad... Hm, if he ran from something as gentle as yourself, I could only imagine what it would take to aid someone like that..."
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[ You whisper "(In my position? Who knows...)" to Kithen Ashlar. ]
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[True enough, I suppose. So what are you up to today?]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Taking back Mephisto's Spire!)" to Kithen Ashlar. ]
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[So... up to no good, lol]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Never.)" to Kithen Ashlar. ]
Kit'n nodded her head. "There was something about him.. It wasn't a bad feeling, but it was like he was trying to hide something. And he looked sick," she continued a moment later, remembering what a hard time the boy had had breathing. She purred quietly under his stroking, and slipped an arm around his lower leg.
[ Kithen Ashlar whispers, "[Well, atleast you have interesting things to do. You can't get bored then, lol]" to you. ]
Trench chuckles as he looks down. He shakes his head a bit before responding, "You're not the small kitten you once were." He reaches a bit lower, stroking along your back, "But, the sacrifices made for that, certainly are worth it, I think.." He leans over, offering a gentle kiss upon the top of your head.
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Kit'n murred quietly as he stroked down her back, and arched slightly towards him. "I've not grown too much," she replied. And it was true, she didn't really look much older than she had when he'd first purchased her. She'd filled out a little, and she'd grown maybe an inch or so, putting her at just over 4'9, but other than that, she hadn't changed much at all.
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Trench chuckles, nodding a bit, "That is true, dear one.." He looks down towards you, with a slight smirk, his paw moving along your shoulder, "The difference is, if you set upon my lap now, it's a bit... Well, different... Than before. Mostly because you're a bit more filled out and... Oh, how to say... A bit more attractive? Not that I particularly mind..."
Kit'n lifted an eyebrow at his comment. "Different?" she queried. It seemed nearly impossible that she couldn't know what he meant; could it be that she still hadn't lost her innocence? Most people tended to ignore her, and she usually just sat beside his throne, just a shade above a decoration. Certainly she never attempted to initiate conversation with anyone else; even if she had, the best she could've hoped for would have been a sharp rebuke.
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Trench smiles warmly, rather amused at her innocence. His paw moves along your neck line, touching softly, "Well, dearest, certainly you have noticed your body is more.. robust, yes?" His paw reaches up, pulling your face so his eyes look into your own, "Tell me, kit... How old are you, now?"
[ Den Fa whispers, "?" to you. ]
[#] Den Fa has entered the Dark Realm.
[&] 11:11:32 AM Player Den Fa is online.
Den Fa: [Rawr.]
Trench: (Mrow.)
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Kit'n looked up as he pulled her face up to his, and mewled softly. Time here was a little harder to keep track of; because she rarely went outside she couldn't have said exactly how much time had passed. She shrugged her shoulders and answered him as honestly as she could. "Sixteen? Seventeen? I'm not sure," she replied.
Kit'n: [Long time no see. ^.^]
Den Fa: [Hi. :-)]
Den Fa: [Don't take care of me I'm ooc.]
Kit'n: [Mmkay. :-)]
Trench: (OOC? That's no fun...)
[#] Samme has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Samme.)
> A youth sits quietly in a corner nearby, breathing shallowly; it seems that something is restricting chest movement rather harshly. The teenager's hair falls down to rest neatly just below the shoulderblades, but gives no hint as to the sex of the furre. The young adult's face could be called very feminine, but the straight body would make one question again; and the clothing was masculine, right down to the soft leather boots and the cap dropped carelessly atop short, brown curls. [Female]
Kit'n: [Interesting. Samme is the 'boy' that Kit was just telling you about.]
Trench: (Heh, and just as I'm having to go..)
Kit'n: [Aww, d'you have to? ]
Trench: (Eh, for a bit... Will return, though. Urm, not sure when... But, a bit of shopping must be done. And those that I'm to go with are finally awakened.)
Kit'n nods. "Okie then. I'll whisper to Samme and let 'er know you'll be on later, if she's interested?[]
Den Fa: [Trench]
Den Fa: [I wont make it for tonight, there is a funral stuff at my uncles..]
Den Fa: [And I'm sleeping there.]
Den Fa: [Might report it for later another day. :s]
Trench: (Uh oh.. Meph may want to reschedule, then...)
Den Fa leaves.
Trench: (And, yeah, Kit...)
[#] Den Fa has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Samme has left the Dark Realm.
Kit'n: [Well, I'll try and be on later today. What'd be a good time for you, any idea?]
Trench: (Well, I can message you when I come back, but... Hrm, there was supposed to be something at 5, but I think that'll be cancelled...)
Trench: (Point is, there is fun to be had between us, and I suspect I'll catch you again, sometime today...)
Kit'n: [Aww, sorry to hear that. I'll possibly be here, but not sure. Yeah, message me when you get back if I'm on, if not you can give me a call if you like and I'll try and get on. Hehe, I'm sure.]
Trench: (Gimme number on IM?)
[#] Kit'n has left the Dark Realm.

Session closed 2004-11-27 11:24:29



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Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
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[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
* You've discovered Imaginarium. Play here follows the Consent Rule. As it's more of a back-stage area, feel free to discuss in-character, "IC", action and upload roleplay-oriented Dreams. The Imaginarium has entrances to two additional main areas suited for roleplaying, Theriopolis and Goldwyn. Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream. (Dream by Sidereal, Talzhemir and Emerald Flame)
(You see Arnold QuikStryke.)
> Decked out in the uniform of a high-ranked soldier described as Samurai. Facial features were scarred, but one could still tell that he was of western descent. Two blades were stuck in a string belt around his waist. One was a well-crafted shortsword, and the other was a longsword, both crafted of steel and deadly.. 6'8" and 295 pounds was his build, and very few topped his physique. His face was scarred, and a smile seldomly graced it. [=***=]
Leo Tyrone: Dragon eh d2k?
Mandy: Hello, that was a great greeting ^^
Mandy: I have to poo, eventually..
(You see Jessica Adlam.)
> Not here cant you tell 0 hours and 2 minutes.)
(You see Ononoke Hino.)
> Chaos stared up at you with glowing emerald irises that took part of a hauntingly beautiful visage; It was a unique complexion one could not forget. Crimson tendrils framed her face, as hair haphazardly rested over her eyes. Laced across her torso was a dark corset that hoisted her medium bust. A matching pair of pants hung loosely from her hips; tattered at the bottom, and rolled at the top, due to her lack of height.. Another lonely being, traveled throughout the night. [www.freewebs.com/ononoke]
(You see Anae.)
> Azure orbs, framed darkly, part-hidden behind a shock of pink hair that cascades down her bare, slender back. The epitome of elegance, silks and shimmering gauze covering her slender form, though not entirely modest. Supple cleavage, the slope of her womanly hips, it all invites one to touch. Crimson pout absolute, silver lip-ring splitting her bottom lip in two. Her stilletto-booted feet click authoritatively as she saunters away. Abnormally elongated tail swaying to an unheard beat.
Ripfang: As do I.
Ripfang: But, I procrastinate.
[ Yanaho Yunasi whispers, "[Hey, Trench :-) It's me, Ahri]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Colorful.)" to Yanaho Yunasi. ]
* Sorry, that furre isn't in this dream! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
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[ Yanaho Yunasi whispers, "[I made this character for someone else ^^; That's why. Usually all my characters are dark]" to you. ]
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
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* Current players: Dark Realm, Yanaho Yunasi, Trench.
* 960 total players online. Uptime 3 days 7:48
* 3 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* Max players this session: 3008
* Max players today: 2629
(You see Yanaho Yunasi.)
> Five feet, nine inches in height, this femme looms over most other femmes. Dressed in heavy armor, she is often prepared for battle, and looks to be a very strong female fighter. She carries her weapons of death on her back, and a shield of life at her side.
[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
[ You whisper "(Like, to give someone else, or so you could RP with someone else?)" to Yanaho Yunasi. ]
Trench: teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Yanaho Yunasi whispers, "They asked someone to play the character, so I made her :-) Haven't heard from 'em since ^^;" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Isn't that annoying?)" to Yanaho Yunasi. ]
[ Yanaho Yunasi whispers, "[Quite ;-) But hey, at least I have a new character to fool around with now.]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Certainly is a bit more unexpected.)" to Yanaho Yunasi. ]
[ Yanaho Yunasi whispers, "Yanaho Yunasi smiles and nods, "Indeed." to you. ]
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* 3 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 982 total players online. Uptime 3 days 7:55
* Max players this session: 3008
* Max players today: 2629
Trench: Teleport, tavern!
[#] A drunken shift is felt within the Realm.
Trench: Mm, I don't think the tender is coming...
Yanaho Yunasi blinks and turns to look over her shoulder, "Oh.. Hello. No, I wasn't waiting for the tender, I was just sitting here, collecting my thoughts. My name is Yanaho Yunasi."
Trench nods slightly, his gaze peering over to asure himself of the 'tender comment. After a brief moment, he moves from the floor and into the seat next to him, "The name's Trench. You seem a bit out of place here, what's a light furre like you doing in a dark place like this?"
Yanaho Yunasi nods, "Nice to meet you, Trench. Ah, I was just wandering around. Truth be told, I enjoy dark places like this." She looks down at her fur and then looks back up at him with a smile, "Though I do seem to stand out like a sore thumb, don't I..?"
Trench chuckles as he shakes his head, "Ah, don't worry. Many light furres tend to find their home here. We are here for those that seek a place to call home, a sanctuary we are... It just tends to be the dark furres that need sanctuary more often than the light, but even a light one can still feel out of place in the main lands."
Yanaho Yunasi nods, "There do tend to be more dark furres than light.." Her gaze is averted and she stares off into space a bit, "I'd gladly be a dark furre if there were a way to change the color of my fur.. but there isn't one that I know of."
[#] Arashi Kouten has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench quirks a brow, before looking about the room, as if assuring he wasn't being spied upon before he speaks, "There are many who roam these halls that can do many wonderous things... There's a seamstress who could dye, there are mages that can... Do many things..." He takes a brief pause before finishing, "And there are some who you could sell your soul to in exchange for the ability to become any form you desire..."
(You see Arashi Kouten.)
> Upturned muzzle had a certain arrogant tilt to it that just warned others of the personality of this graceful striding Kitsune. Static electricity sparked across the vulpine creature. Gray fur rippling across the feminine shape, highlighted by the bright yellow markings upon face, ears, and upon each tip of the nine elegantly swaying tails. www.deviantart.com/view/12664897/ ">Furre www.deviantart.com/view/12665011/">Feral [Thunder][823]
Yanaho Yunasi arches a brow and looks over at Trench, "Is that so?"
Trench nods solumnly, "There are a wide variety of powers..." He leans back, lightening a bit, "Sure to be one that comes here that would suit your own desires, whatever they be."
[ You whisper "" to Arashi Kouten. ]
[ Arashi Kouten whispers, "Hello." to you. ]
Yanaho Yunasi tilts her head, "And what about you, Trench? What do you do?"
[ You whisper "" to Arashi Kouten. ]
Trench smirks slyly before responding, "Why... I lead the rabble... And... I do a few other things, you might say... I tend to be a furre of... Many talents..."
[ Arashi Kouten whispers, "Hmm.. Exploring first.. and if my intrest is taken, perhaps I shall join the group" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Arashi Kouten. ]
Yanaho Yunasi's ear flicks and she pulls her knees up to her chest, wrapping her arms around her legs, grasping onto one of her wrists with a paw, "The rabble?"
[#] Phantom Virus has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench nods slightly as he stands, moving behind the bar, "The outcasts... That tends to be who comes here, for the most part... You don't often end up here because you're a member of high society..." He takes out two empty glasses, holding one out offeringly, "Drink?"
[#] Phantom Virus has left the Dark Realm.
* Sorry, that furre isn't in this dream! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Yanaho Yunasi nods, "Yes, please... Oh, I don't consider myself a part of "high society" as you refer to it. I'm just a fighter with no past, and no given future."
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench takes out a rag and begins whiping out the glasses, "Aye, that sounds about the type to end up here..." With that, he leans down, looking to the various bottles, absently speaking, "What's your poison?"
Yanaho Yunasi grins, "Cyanide." She chuckles and shakes her head, "I'm just yankin' your chain. I'll have some ale if you have any."
Trench places away one of the glasses and takes out a wooden mug. He turns around and opens the tap on the barrel. "But, aye... A change of color for a furre wouldn't be too big of an issue... In fact, around here, a change of many things is quite possible, depending on how far you want to go." He turns the tap off and places the mug upon the bar, "There ya are." He then leans back down, bottle are heard tapping each other as he fumbles through them.
[#] Arashi Kouten has left the Dark Realm.
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[#] Arashi Kouten has entered the Dark Realm.
Yanaho Yunasi smiles softly and nods, "Thanks." Reaching out for the mug, she takes it by the handle and lifts it up to her lips, swallowing a good bit before setting it back down. This chick could hold her liquor. The wooden mug made a good hearty 'thump' as it was set back on the countertop, "So could you do any of this for me?"
[#] Tiye has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench's head raises up from under the bar, placing an unlabelled bottle of clear liquid upon the table, his eyes looking directly to your own as he simply says, "Aye..."
[#] Lord Shikage has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Lord Shikage.)
> Shikage
Yanaho Yunasi waits for a moment to see if he'll say more before she pipes up, "Well, what can you do?"
Trench takes the bottle, pouring the clear beverage into his glass, before moving to sit next to you, "Are you familiar with the vampyre?"
Yanaho Yunasi turning, she nods, "Very familiar. I have heard many stories, though haven't experienced many of my own, such as the great and legendary Mephisto. But I won't get into that. What about 'em?"
[#] Lord Shikage has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: Well, it's funny that you mention Mephisto... He was the creator of that race. What's not known about him is that he also had three brothers, each with their own unique blood. Two brothers of light, and one of dark. The light brothers have long since disappeared... The dark brother created a different race... Something to balance the vampyres... As Mephisto was known to be a balance of evil, his brother was a balance for darkness... Thus, his race was the rarely seen shadowlyng.
Yanaho Yunasi nods, listening closely. She had not heard this before.
Trench: That race was created by Mephisto's brother, Mykeal... The same furre that created me. Currently, to my knowledge, there are only two shadowlyngs in the lands... There used to be a more, but only by a couple... Those others I doubt still exist.
Yanaho Yunasi nods, lifting the mug and tilting her head back for another good, long swallow. Setting it down, she resumes listening.
(You see Arashi Kouten.)
> Upturned muzzle had a certain arrogant tilt to it that just warned others of the personality of this graceful striding Kitsune. Static electricity sparked across the vulpine creature. Gray fur rippling across the feminine shape, highlighted by the bright yellow markings upon face, ears, and upon each tip of the nine elegantly swaying tails. www.deviantart.com/view/12664897/ ">Furre www.deviantart.com/view/12665011/">Feral [Thunder][823]
Trench offers a nod to Arashi as she enters, continuing with his story, "The shadowlyng, as few as there are, are a race whose souls have been melded with the shadows. They control them, form them to their will. They don't have the bloodlust of the vampyre, but do hold other weaknesses, obviously, such as light... Their bodies are merely tools, creations of their essence... It's their souls that only really exist at that point."
Yanaho Yunasi softly drums her fingertips against the bartop as she nods and listens, claws retracted so it doesn't make an annoying clicking sound with every fall of each finger.
[#] Arashi Kouten has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Mr.XxXxX has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Sammy Squeak has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench leans back, taking in a sip from his glass. "Still, the basic body structures remain, and there is a blood that flows from the beings. And, just as a vampyre's blood is a poison to a normal furre, infesting it and taking it over like a virus, the shadowlyng blood is a poison to the vamps. Only, it doesn't take it over, it kills the vamp blood, destroying it until the vamp is killed."
Yanaho Yunasi's ears fold down slightly, but she remains quiet and attentive.
Trench shrugs, seeming to finish up the tale, "At any rate, the transfer is done fairly much the same... The shadowlyng blood has the same effect on normal blood as the vamp does... Taking over normal blood cells and replacing them with their own dark powers. The entire process can almost seem... Sensual in nature, at times."
Trench nods over a greetings to Tiye as she enters.
[#] Sammy Squeak has left the Dark Realm.
Tiye bowed in return to seeing Trench, quiet words uttered with her rather unique accent. "My lord." She straightened her form and seated herself at the bar quietly.
[#] Mr.XxXxX has left the Dark Realm.
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* 4 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
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* Max players today: 2629
Yanaho Yunasi nods, then blinks, "My Lord..?" She looks over her shoulder at Tiye, and then back at Trench, "You're the Lord of these parts?"
Trench chuckles as he nods, "I told you I tend to lead the rabble of these lands..."
Yanaho Yunasi blushes and slides onto the floor, kneeling, "Forgive me.. I meant no disrespect..."
Tiye flitted her green eyes over to the femme, giving her a dark stare. "He is like Pharaoh upon the upper and lower halves of my homelands. Except I am not wed to this Lord." She smirked in thought, watching the girl pay her respects to Trench.
Trench smirks, but shakes his head, his eyes glancing humorously towards Tiye's comment, "Don't worry, lass... I'm not what you may call your typical leader... If I thought you to be disrespectful, you'd certainly have known it by now. Now get up, bowing is for those that were born into royalty and don't know any better. I actually worked to get where I am."
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench: (Which sets to argue, how can one really look at a comment?)
Tiye shrugs.()
Tiye: (I'm not in the modd for arguing mind you.)
Tiye: (*mood)
[#] Kaim has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Kaim has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Kaim. ]
Yanaho Yunasi nods and stands, smiling and slipping back onto her stool, "So... about these shadowlyngs.. How does one become one? You said it was much the same as a vampyre. Does that mean they're bitten, share blood, etcetera..?"
[ Kaim whispers, "I'm OOC" to you. ]
[ Kaim whispers, "Ah, heard of that battle with Jinn?" to you. ]
Trench shrugs, "I don't much care for the ritual, myself... It's too... Distasteful, but aye... It is the way."
[ You whisper "He came by and delivered me your head." to Kaim. ]
[ Kaim whispers, "haha." to you. ]
Tiye arched a brow, turning her form to stare at Trench. "Not royalty? Hmm. From the way you behave so suavely one would have assumed so my lord." Her eyes went again to the girl, much dislike towards her for behaving so submissively ad questioning so much.
[ Kaim whispers, "That wasn't even Kaim's reall body, as he'd corrupted it. It belonged to some old vampire, his entire life force is held together by his sword, which Jinn didn't even touch." to you. ]
Yanaho Yunasi chuckles and tilts her head slightly, "If you had a choice-" She pauses in her questioning, feeling a heavy stare from behind. Her muzzle twitches slightly, and she chooses to ignore it, continuing, "what sort of ritual would you give it?"
Trench nods as he looks to Tiye, "I've learned. I deal with the heads of the lands so often... The sad thing is, I know more about regal behaviour than the actual royalty of most of these lands. It's insulting. But, I tend to be a bit more rough than them because I've built my empire rather than having it handed to me... Still, I hold a royal position, being lord over this Realm, so I do try to keep my bearings." He then returns his look to the light lass, offeringa chuckle, "That's... Certainly a different question. It would save underage turnings, though... Heh, but, I think I'll end up sticking with the traditions. For now, anyway."
[ Kaim whispers, "But, as he has no reall powers now, and is weak, he can't corrupt another body. Meaning he'd have to release his weak life force from that sword, which, in turn, would put him in a state weaker than a child, and, in the form of a mere kid." to you. ]
[ Kaim whispers, "So, in simple terms: He'll have to grow up." to you. ]
[ Ahriman Mainyu whispers, "[Ah shit.. for some reason I can't type with Yanaho. Gimme a minute to restart her window]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "How annoying would that have to be?" to Kaim. ]
Yanaho Yunasi: [My apologies]
Trench: (S'alright.)
Tiye would simply nod, letting her eyes roam about, particularly with interest to the thin wine glasses neatly arranged upon shelves. "With that stamina, sir you could easily conquer the world..." Her words were quietly given, right paw set upon the bar carefully as she sat in silence, thinking.
[ Kaim whispers, "It'd be quite annoying." to you. ]
[ Kaim whispers, "He'll be weak for at least half a year." to you. ]
Yanaho Yunasi's ear flicks, and she waits for Tiye to finish before she looks at Trench, "Are you saying you'll do it for me, M'Lord?"
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Trench chuckles as he responds to Tiye, "And have... But, that's a different story, altogether, and one few really believe, anymore... A shame history is poorly kept in these lands.." He takes another swig from his glass, before releasing a sigh. He shakes it off and looks back to Yanaho, "If you wish it, I have no objections... I always did believe there are far too few of my race in these lands..."
Yanaho Yunasi lowers her head slightly in contemplation, muttering, "This is not a choice to be taken lightly.. If you would be so kind as to give me a little while to think about it."
Trench shrugs, "It's up to you... Vamps spread so well because they have to feed... In feeding, they often end up turning... We don't feed, so it's not essential that I take you. Not upon blood, anyway... Anyway, point is, it's up to you, certainly not something I'd force upon you."
Tiye smirked at Trench with such disbelief. "Indeed, for your name would be chanted throughout every nation, statues of your proud figure placed in every large city. Indeed, a shame." Her eyes narrowed as she listened to the femme goad Trench into making her into another being. "Why do such a thing for her? What has she done to deserve such? And further more, what is she to give in payment?"
Yanaho Yunasi nods, "Sir..." She then turns and faces the bartop, her eyebrow twitching slightly. "What I'd like to know is what I did to deserve this interrogation." She muttered, lifting her mug to her lips and taking a swallow.
Trench smirks as he looks to Tiye, "I do nothing for nothing... And never do something for nothing... Sometimes, payment is handled after the transaction. My race is very small. Should I die, there would only be one other. It may do well to have this spread to others." He then glances to the lass before him, "Interrogation? I didn't think I had asked too many questions of you..."
Yanaho Yunasi shakes her head, "Not you, sir."
Trench: Ah.
[#] Micheru has entered the Dark Realm.
Tiye grinned at him darkly. "Well that is a complicated suggestion followed by a simple answer. Have your harem give you children. Thus, your kind grows in numbers strongly." Her eyes glinted as she looked over at Yanaho. "I am not interrogating you, I am simply trying to get you to understand that nothing in this world is free."
Trench chuckles at the interaction between the two, "Tiye, I still don't know your intentions, here... But, you do seem to rather look well after me and my.. Best interests?"
Yanaho Yunasi bites her tongue, as anything she would say would most likely offend the miss, and she wasn't there to argue. She merely lifted her mug and finished off the ale that Trench so kindly gave her. Setting it down, she fishes into her pocket and pulls out a silver coin. "For the drink, and for your troubles, Sir." She turns and looks at Trench, "I will contact you when I've made my decision." Sliding off the stool, she pockets her paws and walks off, "Good day to you both."
Trench shrugs, "Somehow, I doubt we shall see much of her, again."
[#] Nicole Parker has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Nicole Parker.)
> Nicole,is just a little baby,and she also wishes for a good home and mommy!!!!
Tiye watched the femme go before turning her eyes back upon Trench. "Of course. She will be back. My intentions, my lord are to be kept unknown, for I am a woman of mystery. That is my purpose. Your interests, sir, are quite fascinating to me, as are the fashions worn by the women here. No cosmetics worn, strange clothing covering the body completely..."
[#] Katmandu has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench nods slightly, pausing in thought, as if never having noticed the facts before, but then nods again. "Your appearance is unique and exotic to our lands, but I must admit, they are quite appealing. As of your intentions, I expect them to remain such. I seek not to question them, but I do admit to curiosity of them, as I have my own speculations. And, of my interests... I have the abilities that many seem to wish they had, and often find myself living their ambitions. Just so happens, the furres that seek me out look forward to my complete dominance of the lands..."
[#] Nicole Parker has left the Dark Realm.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Tiye, Trench, Yanaho Yunasi, Micheru, Katmandu.
* 6 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 1364 total players online. Uptime 3 days 9:07
* Max players this session: 3008
* Max players today: 2629
[ You whisper "" to Katmandu. ]
[ Katmandu whispers, "User is currently away, and may have missed your whisper. (Inactive last 0 hours and 0 minutes.) -- DogProxy 2.30 - get your own copy at http://furc.sanct.net/" to you. ]
(You see Micheru.)
> Micheru D. Wolfhound Strolling about, a middle aged feline of mixed breeds. His violet eyes shine sharply, and his headfur falls around to the bottom of his neck. A longcoat is slung over his shoulders, black leather down to his heels. A white shirt of stiff material with a folded down collar buttons to his throat, tucked into a belted pair of silk slacks. Any number of weapons may be hidden by his longcoat.
(You see Tiye.)
> Extravagantly displayed; lust for power revealed within the chroma of her ochre rimmed irises of jade. The arches defined her being seen throughout a kalasiris draped beneath a linen sheath of crisp white. Scarlet sash about her thin waist was knotted and draped neatly. Carcanet collar about her neckline is completed with carnelian, lapis lazuli, chrysoprase, and so forth. Bare footed paws exceed splendorous adornments for the eye to feast upon.
Tiye would grin softly, folding her paws in her lap. "Ah, but if you were in my land, you would be the unique and exotic one. Everyone dresses the same, however they do not behave the same. We paint our eyes so that we might be protected by one god, and carry the amulet of another to be in their good graces. Our clothing is light because it is hot, and we wear perfumes because that is simply what we do in my land. Or...what was once my land."
[ Katmandu whispers, "~Greetings, Master. I hope you have been well.~" to you. ]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench smirks, obviously quite amused by the conversation, "You are quite elegant. It's rare to find a female that actually is able to behave as royalty... But, then, tis rare to find a lord that can behave thusly, either. Still, whatever the case, your appearance is quite refreshening, to say the least. My armor is built primarily for the purpose of battle. I won't go into details behind each aspect of it, but there are few, if any, parts of my wardrobe without it's own purpose."
[ You whisper "" to Katmandu. ]
[#] Kaim has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Katmandu whispers, "Kat rises from her rug and stretches her long limbs, ~Well, enough.~" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Katmandu. ]
[ Katmandu whispers, "~Mmmm, no, I think not.~" to you. ]
Tiye lowered her eyes as he flattered her with such, broad smirk finding way to her lips. "That would be, my lord, because I am of royal blood. In many ways than one. But never Queen. No. That title was first and always reserved for another Queen of a race of female warriors, whom also happens to be a distant cousin. I am wearing armor too, my lord, I just fight in a very different manner."
[ You whisper "" to Katmandu. ]
(You see Kaim.)
> A twisted wreck come back from oblivian, wrought into the ultimate being. Therein lay a bulking atrocity, profoundly clothed in a twisted disposition of leather wrappings. Quill-like tendrils descended to lower nape in the form of platinium spikes and the such. Upper appendages led to metacarpus with capacious claws protruding from the end of each digit, as to grant an unworldy countenance. Spinal region erupted with manifold sectors of various, protrusive wings. (Kime)
[ Katmandu whispers, "~Most are if given a chance to reveal their inner workings...~" to you. ]
[#] The Reverend has entered the Dark Realm.
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Trench quirks a brow, a bit curious, but asks no more on the armor issue, "One of royalty... Always a queensbride, never a queen, eh? A shame, indeed... I think you may have done well. You certainly at least seem trained enough for such things. Mm, I imagine one such as myself, claiming royal status, must seem a bit... Gruff, to one such as yourself."
[ You whisper "" to Katmandu. ]
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[#] Vaden Ti'Kahn has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Vaden Ti'Kahn.)
> Sadistic; the man is a being from the depths of oblivion, a creation of hell. Inferno; his soul is a raging bonfire of hate and corruption, his very essence is death. Demise; the very word is what this 'thing' is to others; he is otherworldly, seeking his place, wanting to settle. The 'thing' stands at a stunning height of 7'2". Vaden is not what he once was, his soul had been twisted, his ramblings in the dark arts intensified, his soul sold to what he fought for his life.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Tiye, Trench, Yanaho Yunasi, Micheru, Katmandu, Kaim, The Reverend, Vaden Ti'Kahn.
* 9 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 1397 total players online. Uptime 3 days 9:21
* Max players this session: 3008
* Max players today: 2629
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[#] The Reverend has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Yavé has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Katmandu whispers, "Kat nods, she senses Tiye and they type she is, ~I am sure she will amuse you quite well.~" to you. ]
(You see Yavé.)
> Small, thin, unmuscular and apparently humanoid in demeanor. Wearing dust colored robes, a daunting scarf, and a long, black, cape; this man seems to be the typical evildooer. But these assumptions can lead to horrible deaths.
[ You whisper "" to Katmandu. ]
Tiye shrugged her shoulders some. "It is vital to the way I behave and perform in front of others, for.....many reasons. It seemed my brother did not know what was best for him and therefore never proclaimed me Queen. All is well, as I never loved him. As seeing I was the only daughter of the great Setii and there were no other relatives in which my brother to marry, I was chosen. It is frowned upon by other nations, but wise in the end..."
[#] Yavé has left the Dark Realm.
[ Katmandu whispers, "~Getting a gift from Micheru. sitting in the throne room with others of much more consequence than I.~" to you. ]
Trench seems a bit skeptical at the idea of marrying one's sibling, but obviously accepts it merely as a different tradition. "So, you left, then? Tell me, did you leave in hopes to seek out your position, perhaps, in a different place?"
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[#] Yavé has entered the Dark Realm.
Tiye was disgusted with the fact of her brother being her husband, but it was how things were done in her former homeland. "Oh no, I was exiled for failing to murder my brother. I was so close to becoming sole ruler. And alas, I took his riches of the household and left before I was sentenced." She lowered her eyes some to his remark on her trying to gain the position she tried for at one time. "That would be immoral, sir, such is impossible."
[#] Syris has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Ka'al has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench quirks a brow, skeptical, "Howso? I've seen a few different times when a lass marries a lord and becomes queen of a place. I don't know it's dealings with where you're from, but it's rather common practice around here."
(You see Syris.)
> Ambiguity's avatar graceing the world with it's presence: shattered dreams that would perchance dance upon the mortal realm with its sunday finest! Utterly clothed in black, perhaps some cliche' symbol of man; tunic covered by it's darker master, a cloak the shade of midnight in winter. Trousers rest upon hips, before being tucked carefully inside the boots near end. Barbaric tresses of crimson flutter daintily upon the brow - Painfully cliche', however fresh.
[#] Virulent Furre has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Virulent Furre.)
> Don't lie to make me happy, I need No tainted charm, your false and empty feelings bring Naught, but emotional harm, Am I afraid of loneliness? Our love no longer true, but can I stand alone without leaning on you? Disease of your affection, penetrating me, your beauty like a virus, attacking violently. Worry Not, I'll be fine and make it through the day, when tomorrow comes, I'll have the courage to search for a cure, Heal and Walk away
Tiye kept her eyes down on the stool in front of her as he made such a question. "Because I do not know any other lords. And if it is common here, then such is not what I seek."
[#] Virulent Furre has left the Dark Realm.
Trench shrugs, "Then I wish you luck in what it is you do seek... And, should I be able to aid you in such, I'm certainly willing to do such."
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Tiye shook her head lightly and stood, perhaps she hadn't an idea as to what she would pursue concerning the issue in the future. "Thank you. You have been most courteous. For now, the thrill of killing satisfies my need for power." She would lift her left paw to her right should and dip her head low for a moment. Thus she turned about and lowered her arm, making way for the exit.
[#] Steelethan has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
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Trench turns his head, contemplating for a moment, as he watches her exit. He smirks slightly to himself, but merely shakes his head, simply replying, "Until next time, lass..."
[ You whisper "" to Yanaho Yunasi. ]
Yanaho Yunasi quickly runs in, nearly tripping over the seat, "M-my Lord!"
[#] Tiye has left the Dark Realm.
Trench raises his paws, as if ready to catch her should she fall, "Calm down, young one..."
Yanaho Yunasi stops and tries to slow her breath, "I'm s-sorry, My Lord.. *huff huff* But there's a *huff* man here.. who *huff* I think intends to *huff* bring you harm.. His name is Ka'al."
* More than one furre's name begins that way. You need to type more of the name, or maybe all of their name, so I can tell exactly who you mean! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
(You see Ka'al.)
> A crystalline doll, the human stood in picture esque perfection; a face which was frozen, gaunt with a pair of desolate marble eyes. The flesh was pale, sickeningly cold, thin lips lined in the blue of his deep chill. His body was washed over in blood, scarlet robery clinging to a physique which was comparable to a mere skeleton. A crackling halo loomed over head, casting a foreboding shadow of scarlet over his features.... Revenge was a bitter sweet dish which was best served cold.
Trench quirks a brow, eyes showing slight concern, but nothing of urgency, "Is that so? Tell me, why do you think such?"
[ You whisper "" to Micheru. ]
[ Micheru whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Micheru. ]
[#] Vaden Ti'Kahn has left the Dark Realm.
Yanaho Yunasi: I was in a throne room of some sort.. talking to Merchu.. at least I think that's his name... and this guy comes in, and Ka'al said to him, "It wouldn't be you who would have to worry. Trench on the other hand.."
[ Micheru whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Arucard has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench nods slightly, "Indeed... Hm, a shame... I was rather hoping to be able to take a bit of a break for a few moments... Hm, alright..." His body begins to shift, swirling about within i's own form, dispersing into the shadows... Being sent to the throne room...
Trench: Teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
(You see Ka'al.)
> A crystalline doll, the human stood in picture esque perfection; a face which was frozen, gaunt with a pair of desolate marble eyes. The flesh was pale, sickeningly cold, thin lips lined in the blue of his deep chill. His body was washed over in blood, scarlet robery clinging to a physique which was comparable to a mere skeleton. A crackling halo loomed over head, casting a foreboding shadow of scarlet over his features.... Revenge was a bitter sweet dish which was best served cold.
Katmandu would smirk, knowing it takes more that looking n one's face to decide that, more the cant of the moving hips, the hidden package the intoxicating scent... and a smile that showed a certain sense of humor.
Micheru: [...]
Yavé: (More like an asswipe to me.)
[#] Yavé has left the Dark Realm.
Katmandu: [Let's not get personal OOCly, it's childish]
Micheru: [Yave was ejected, who wants to be next for ooc insults?]
[ You whisper "(Oooh, me!)" to Micheru. ]
[ You whisper "(Really, though, I don't think that's proper use of ejection...)" to Micheru. ]
[ Micheru whispers, "[He was being an asswhipe.]" to you. ]
Ka'al nods slowly, "Aye." Little more is said, he would merely pivot a hundred and eightly degrees within an instant, his right paw swooping around accordining in an open palm strike. Obviously, the uncoming assault was aimed to plow right into Micheru's plexus, and possibly cave in his chest in it's entirety if not send him catapulting back into his throne very roughly. "I beg you reconsider, my dear boy. I'll certainly hate having to kill you here and now before your peers..."
Steelethan brought forth his his palm to direct itself toward this Ka'al and Micheru. Tilting his head toward the right a slight smirk came to show itself, "Children never do change. Now silence yourselves in my presence, unless you wish for me to render you both obsolete."
[#] Choronzon has entered the Dark Realm.
Syris smirks, 'A third has entered the fray? My my now I wish I had some popcorn or other such sweet.'
Micheru is struck, eyes closed. His form ripples with pain, and he grunts, black blood coming to his lips, "Rrgh.." However, it doesn't go through him or cave him in, he just takes it, distributing pain to all of his form, "Heil-- Trench.. It is a warrior's shame to betray his master.. One I will not.. take."
[#] Ackrynia Falkland has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench quirks a brow, a slight chuckle emitting from the shadows as he form begins to take place upon the throne, "Dear lad... My men are extremely loyal to me... And there is most certainly reason. I don't expect you to understand such things. However, I assure you, if you're seeking your own death, you're well on the right road..."
[#] Ackrynia Falkland has left the Dark Realm.
Choronzon: (Who're you speaking to, praytell, Trench?)
Trench: (I wasn't aware there was more than one attacker... My surprise.)
(You see Choronzon.)
> Bringing it back.
Choronzon: (There is only one attacker. I just arrived, and don't know what's going on.)
Micheru: [There isn't, I don't roleplay with Cho.]
Katmandu's pale blue eyes dart around at all the activity until she sees her Master enter the room. She rises with her new robe and, though having to near the fighting before getting to his side, she feels safer there and remains standing, with a closer view of the fight.
Syris isn't an attacker, just a plant entity that hangs upon Nyar's pressense, or near areas where he is assured to get some food.
[#] Kaim has left the Dark Realm.
Ka'al shakes his head, "Tch." He doesn't even seem to notice Steelethan, however, before he has chance to raise his hand to strike Micheru once more, his attention is wrenched to the side at Trench, and he smirks widely. "Ah," he would say whilst his right hand moved out, aiming to grasp Micheru by the collar of his shirt, and literally toss him like a bag of potatoes off to the side and out of his way. "I'm ever so pleased to see you, Trench. It's unfortunate Corana isn't present, I'd certainly enjoy killing the two faces I dreamed in Hell for the past years in one stone."
Steelethan mused in faint whisper, "Such is the way of idiocy." A flare, brilliant flash of prism's disection of light, brought itself to life in near blinding fashion. The sudden surge of color spawning forth from Steelethan's paw. An odd sensation of rippling interplay of energies spanning forth 'fore such bright display came forth. Billowing greater in size and intensity, one daring to look upon it could very well risk falling into the trap of blindness. Spiraling into center of palm does such colorful display then ensue, though still does the construct grow further in side and grandure of light.
Micheru grunts, hitting the floor with his shoulder, "Rrg.." Eyes narrowed, he licks the blood from his lips, "Fuck.." Broken bones definately.
Trench quirks a brow, the shadows about him beginning to draw to him, shifting about him. "Hmm... Have we met?"
Katmandu kneels by Micheru's side, using her new robe to cover him, red and black, what could be the harm. She checks him as a medic would, without magic, just evaluating for now with a look of concern on her face and an upward glance now and then.
[#] Itsko has entered the Dark Realm.
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Micheru bares his teeth at Kat, Eyes on the transaction between Trench and Ka'al.
Ka'al cackles, hysterically, he would even clench his belly within the moment of his madness. "Oh, yes, Trench. We most certainly do," a hiss would escape the end of his words. The shadows most definately better draw protectively over him, as Ka'al didn't seem to be playing games. He would place both hands on the throne, leaning in on him, "No matter. Don't you fret, coward. I'm not here to kill you today, I'm just letting you spineless little worms know I'm back, so you better sleep with both eyes open."
Yanaho Yunasi watches Ka'al. He was -definitely- one to reckon with, compared to all the other fighters she'd run into before. She smiles softly to herself, seeming completely calm in watching this specticle. She'd have to fight him some day. She rather hoped for it.
Katmandu is not hindered by the bared teeth, remaining where she is to try and fend off any more attacks. Her spine takes on a graceful curve that the defined vertebrae only enhance.
Itsko: :-)
Itsko: odd
Trench places a single digit upon Ka'al's chest, pushing him, slowly, away from his throne, "Look, kid... You're cute, I'm certain. But, I've been threatened by soul reavers, kings of lands, dragons, and all manners of demons... If you seriously believe that your threat intimidates me, or any other of this kingdom, then you are very, sorely mistaken."
Itsko: so what to do now?
(You see Yanaho Yunasi.)
> Five feet, nine inches in height, this femme looms over most other femmes. Dressed in heavy armor, she is often prepared for battle, and looks to be a very strong female fighter. She carries her weapons of death on her back, and a shield of life at her side.
Yanaho Yunasi lifts a single digit to Itsko's lips, watching quietly.
Choronzon: Him getting out of Hell alone is worthy enough to me... But that's just me, isn't it?
Itsko is bowing down his head.
Yanaho Yunasi smirked as she listened. If only her friend Ahriman were here to listen to this. She'd laugh. She looks at Itsko and whispers to him.
Syris: Getting out of hell requires only patience, and a sound mind -- Sound and crazed like a rabbid rodent in the throws of heat, while being wrenched with rabies.
Steelethan brought his paw to close, extinguishing light held within the palm. The ghastly display of color coming to hold itself into a dull gray hue. His attention then turned to speak, "Yes, and all of your little droning on has given me a headache. Now all of you silence yourselves unless you'd prefer that -I- silenced you." Almost as heartbeat came the surge of gray hue, only to settle with the low glow once more. Tick, tock..
[#] Servaeros has entered the Dark Realm.
Choronzon: I know Azarghal personally, not anyone gets out of Hell alive, atleast not with him on guard shift.
[#] Servaeros has left the Dark Realm.
Ka'al's left hand lashed out, much alike that of a viper moving to annihilate those inwhich had cornered it. Looking to seize Trench by the very wrist of the prodding appendage, turn it off to his right, and down. The result of such action would be a spraned if not broken wrist, and the jolting of pain along one's arm. He'd sneer in his face in succession, "That's the thing, Trench.... The most dangerous creature you will ever face won't be the lord of darkness of an insidious demon of mythical legend, the most threatening creature you will face will be the one who is nothing but everything, the one who is zero... had has nothing to lose but everything to gain." A smug smile would cross him, and, he'd release, before turning and making his departure. Unless stopped.
[#] Itsko has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Den Fa has entered the Dark Realm.
Katmandu has been silent all along, only the sound of heavy silk being manipulated and pulled over the prone from of Micheru. She has yet to do anything that would cause him to cry out in pain, just looking and checking his general alignment of limbs.
Den Fa: [Hrm Hi?]
Micheru has a broken rib or two, a shattered left shoulder, and he's pretty fucked up from bruises and stuff.
[#] alex bowen has entered the Dark Realm.
Katmandu: [he's into pain, right?]
Trench's paw, upon being grasped, would instantly whip out with the shadows that had been gathering around, not only stopping from the wrist being twisted, but erturning the gesture, in kind. To which, he would reply, "My death is already fortold... And it won't be at your hand, lad... I know my end, and you are not a part of it." At which point, the shadows would release their hold, and return back to him, "In the meantime, I look forward to planning our your death."
Den Fa[has this odd instinct to just pop online for no reason and arrive at the right time. o.o Normaly people call me but this time no one did. o.0 Can I join?]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Micheru: [There are good and bad pains. Bad pains are having your bone shatter.]
[&] 12:22:31 PM Player Den Fa is online.
Katmandu: [*nods* I know this.]
Steelethan brought forth his creation, given that none seemed to rightly listen to his warning. A pity, given the kindness of his warnings. The dull gray creation in which was spawned came to end, lacking anything more than extinguishment. Though it could be found again, emerging upon Ka'al, Micheru, and random others. The pulsating of such a newly aquired gray aura held fast upon others, leeching away at their very command of external energies. Dear heavens this could very well be bad. A spark, singular and solitary brought itself upon the very finger-tips of the crafter. As note, to those with lovely counters, such an aura would have seemed to leech away>
Katmandu: [was j-o-k-i-n-g, join away, Den!]
Steelethan< the driving force behind them.
Micheru: [Micheru didn't say a thing! Why aimed at him?]
Yanaho Yunasi: [Er... what'd Steelethan just do? O_o]
[#] alex bowen has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Ambassador D'Rhuddlan has entered the Dark Realm.
Steelethan: (He was one of the driving force's of Steele's annoyance. At the moment, a very few might believe it to be an 'Anti-Magic Aura'. Though it has another application.)
Yanaho Yunasi: [Ahh.. I see. o_o]
Ambassador D'Rhuddlan walks in, trembling, looking very nervous. "Excuse me Sirrahs, can anyone tell me where I can find the master of the dark Alliance?"
[ You whisper "" to Micheru. ]
Ka'al doesn't acknowledge Trench further, he would proceed to walk away nonchalantly. "Oh," he'd express, waving his right hand over shoulder whilst gazing back over the room. "This is your three day warning, whelps. Consider this your open window to survival. Resignation from the DA or death within my wake, stand with Trench and fall." As for the assault launched directly at his essence, persae, it would merely pop and fizzile within his direct vicinity. Or, it would leech energies off from and endless pool and or thread of magic... Mhm. Strange.
Micheru: [What exactly does it do?]
Den Fa: [Can I join the party?]
Syris: Hah! Metamagic, moronic beings, violence and impending dread. I only wish Nyar was here to give commentary.
Steelethan: (Heh, it would leech. Oh joy, I do so enjoy this..)
Micheru: [Leech what?]
[#] Arucard has left the Dark Realm.
Choronzon: Do you seriously think that Nyar would come in this... Cavern?
Katmandu notices a brightness, being a creature of darkness the has come to flee the light of day, though not an undead creature but one without pigment and protection. She -is- growing tired of hearing the threatening one's abrasive voice and wishes he would depart, hoping the light will guide him on his way.
Ambassador D'Rhuddlan coughs. "Excuse me sirrahs. I really must speak to someone in authority."
Micheru: [ambassador - pause yourself. Mich is the one you need to talk to, but I'm waiting for info so I can post.]
Syris hisses in responce to Choronzon, 'With this much energy, this much knowledge? I'm surprised he hasn't entered already..'
Katmandu: [Do you need a written invitation Den?]
Trench rolls his eyes before standing off the throne, moving from the room, himself, "I swear, these kids keep coming in, thinking their threats are more intimidating than anyone else's... Really, they never do learn. I've been here longer than any of them, and I still stand. No one stops to think that maybe there's a reason... Damned fools..." He keeps mumbling in such a way as he depart, pointing towards Micheru, upon the floor, briefly responding, "He takes charge of the DA. Speak with him."
Den Fa: [I'm wanting more than one person to agree.]
Yanaho Yunasi: [Gah, lag >_<]
[#] An ingenious shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Yanaho Yunasi whispers, "[Aww, you didn't see my post.. :~(]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Sorry, what was it?)" to Yanaho Yunasi. ]
[ Yanaho Yunasi whispers, "[She just ran into him from behind, that's all. .....God, that sounded so wrong >_@]" to you. ]
Yanaho Yunasi walks in, slowly, holding her paws together against her chest, "My Lord... are you alright..?"
Trench: (Yet rather amusing.)
Yanaho Yunasi: [Indeed :-D]
Trench nods slightly, "Nothing major... Just annoyances... I'm used to such things, though."
Yanaho Yunasi shakes her head, "I apologize. Had I known that he wasn't really of any threat, I wouldn't have bothered to inform you."
Trench: No, no... It's alright, I should've seen the lad... Hrm. Still not sure what his deal is, but... It'll come in time. He thinks he'll have everything destroyed in three days. Such is just... Foolish.
[ You whisper "" to Micheru. ]
[ Micheru whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Micheru. ]
[ Micheru whispers, "" to you. ]
Yanaho Yunasi nods, "Indeed." She takes a step forward, "If I may, My lord.. or if you prefer me to call you Trench, you never really said which you'd rather be addressed by.." She kneels down before him, not really in a serving manner, but more or less because it was the most comfortable way to sit in front of him, "When you were approached by that Ka'al fellow, I... I got really frightened. I couldn't help but wonder if you had died.. that there'd be only one of your kind left.. I've been giving it some thought, and... and I'd like to go through with it."
[ You whisper "" to Micheru. ]
[ Micheru whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] A purifying shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Ambassador D'Rhuddlan has left the Dark Realm.
Trench nods solumnly. After a second, he releases a smirk, "It'd take more than that kid to take me out, but... I appreciate it." He stops for a brief moment in thought, "However, the gods do call to me... Now, it seems, is an inappropriate time... I give you more of a chance to think on this, to make certain of your choice. And, when next we meet... I shall follow through. Is this acceptable?"
Yanaho Yunasi nods, "Yes, Trench.. My lord."
Trench nods, taking in a deep breath. "I thank you... In the meantime, I suggest you return to the others... I must contimplate on the recent events."
Yanaho Yunasi nods and stands, bowing slightly, "My Lord." She then turns, her weaponry clinking slightly as she walks out.

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[#] Sen Mi'kiri has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
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Micheru: Welcome, Trench..
Trench: Aye, so what's going on?
Cotys: Sod. And a good lot of it?
Micheru: Times two.
Micheru: With a shovel.
Micheru: Chorozon, Jier, Ka'al and their clique are making the DR unlivable.
Trench: Okay, to begin, we're going to start making the OOC area neccessary to be made if OOC conversations must be discussed.
Cotys: And I attempted to do such, and in turn I was insulted and referred to as a crybaby. I don't have time for that shit.
[#] doral vereno has left the Dark Realm.
Micheru: Cotys and I were treated like shit, Jahana couldn't rp here because of the bullshit.
Trench is still reading the logs...
Cotys shrugs. Matters not. I'm out.
Micheru: ..
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Trench: Fine. I can see this burden is too much for any other furres... If I need to, I'll disband this Council and go back to handling all this on my own. Does that suit everybodies liking more?
[#] Tao Rionamie has left the Dark Realm.
Micheru: I love being on the council.
[ Alykia whispers, "I talked to choro. Had it set so mich and he would be ok with gameing here even though mich dosnt acknowledge him so long as mich dosnt eject him." to you. ]
Cotys: Correct me if I'm wrong, but am I somehow being patronized? I can't get a feel for text .. I'm at a los ...
Cotys: *loss, rather.
Micheru: However, I will not accept abuse.
Micheru: Trench, we are your oldest and most trusted advisors and followers. If you can't trust us, who can you?
Trench: Well, I'm saying, you can just say 'I'm done, I quit.'. I, however, can not. Maybe it's just an overwhelming sense of responsibility, maybe it's because I have an actual hard on to see this place succeed. Whatever the case, this place will go on, even if I have to do it alone.
[#] Jarrickon Half-Elven has entered the Dark Realm.
Micheru: We don't even ask for you to deal with it, just let us make the decision and empower us to make it.
Micheru: empower us to enforce it*
Jahana: Out please. :-) Private meeting here.
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Trench: The problem is, and I mean no offense, but especially you, Mich, you have a tendancy of over reacting to some situations. That's why I'm nervous about doing that kind of thing.
Cotys: First off, you assumed I meant leaving Furcadia completely. I meant 'this' issue. And yes, it is overwhelming when you have to keep putting up with idiots. I'm not you. Remember that. Our temperaments are complete opposites. Piss me off, I piss you off. You on the other hand are more level-headed. I tried to be civil, but still I get called a 'FUCKING MORON.' If that's what it entails, then maybe I'm not a good enough candidate for you.
[#] Hetari Mirka has entered the Dark Realm.
Micheru: Trench, with the three of us, we offset eachother's disabilities.
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Micheru: A vote of majority would be the thing.
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Trench: Is this what each of you want?
[#] Azrael D. Wolfhound has entered the Dark Realm.
Cotys: What I want is to be given some sort of consideration. Just a wee bit. What I want is when something arises and needs to be dealt with, I'm not chastised because 'I don't do as good a job'.
Micheru: I want Jahana to pet me.
Trench: I'm not arguing that. I'm reading the log, what you did was fine. I don't blame your reactions.
Micheru: Shut up and get in your box.. K-- sorry.. Ahem--
Micheru: Trench, you need to say: Is consent rule here allowed or not? I got flack for not consenting to an ueber death spell flung at me for NO REASON.
Micheru: I need to stop using caps so often.
Trench: An uber death spell? Explain? Consent is possible, under such idiotic situations... But, under reasonable situations, I mean, even if you are randomly attacked, I still prefer it not have consent called. However, a super uber instant death spell, no matter what the situation, can be consented.
Trench: This is described in the RP guidelines in the library.
Micheru: Okay.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench: Now, about the level of power, thing... Is Jahana here?
[#] Crow Lase has entered the Dark Realm.
Jahana: I am here.
Micheru: Level of power thing?
[#] Pravus has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: Aye...
Micheru: None of the troublemakers today were usual guests, and they were all 'godmoders'.
[#] Crow Lase has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: Godmoders are fine, for the most part, as long as they aren't played... Excessively...
Trench: It's the constant OOC bickering that was going on, that I know of, for at least half an hour after the issue was starte.d
Micheru: Yes. And on and off before then.
Micheru: And the homophobic shit.
[#] Illitoreth Siltoruz has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Quizorus Zreezdanor has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Katmandu has entered the Dark Realm.
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Cotys: Actually. My little 'tiff' with Jier/Dumbass/Syris lasted about eight minutes.
Trench: So, if by an agreed vote from each of you... A rule can be applied. Acceptable?
Cotys: What?
Trench: Any rule.
Micheru: Sounds good.
Micheru: I propose a rule that bans Chorozon, Jier, and Ka'al from the DR.
Micheru: Seconded? Third?
Trench: Any thing that major that is decided, I do want to know about and speak on... However, until spoken, the rule can certainly be applied.
Trench: Now, on this one...
Trench: They had one offense, they were a bit... Stupid, right?
Micheru: Jier?
Trench: I don't know about the other two, but Ka'al came in proposing some kind of decent RP.
Micheru: Okay, I'l remove Ka'al.
Trench: And I'm not sure what happened with the other two..
Katmandu is sorely lacking in information with which to vote. Will listen for now and keep her eyes open in the future.
Trench: Mich, I know you've been against Choro for a bit of time, now...
Trench: But, you've been equally against Kaalle, so...
Micheru: He's given me much reason to, but I'm willing to drop it, only because I know he's only here for Jier-- and Jier is the one who gave everyone problems.
Trench: And Jier has posted alot on the boards, which means s/he has been at least somewhat active in the workings of the Realm. Which seems to be a bad thing? What's this person been doing?
(You see Pravus.)
> A feline form but not quite a feline. Blood red roses on vines make up his hair, a kind of grayish moss making striped fur. shimmering green makes up his luminescent eyes. Armor is worn over his tanktop straps and shoulders, pants tucked into his boots. A katana is carried with him in left hand and around his head is a chain holding a mythril eye pendant over his forehead. [Treant] [Wolfhound]
Micheru: He brought shit from various other places here in an attempt to drag us into his war against a guild.
Cotys: You should read over those posts again. They have NOTHING to do with the Realm. All rants it's carried over from other message boards.
Micheru: ^^ What she said.
Trench: Okay, I can see the annoyance, but... Aren't we trying to become more interactive with other places?
Micheru: The guild he is antagonizing is one I am also a member of.
Trench: Micheru, you have too many loyalties. =P
Micheru: The other place is a closed continuity that does not take place anywhere near DR.
Micheru: This is an OOC loyalty.
Trench: Ah.
Jahana: Piece of info? He has been on Wayfarer's boards, Leuine, Spire, Howling Oak, the defunct Chenzira, and Harshlaw. Can we see a pattern here?
Micheru: It does not overlap in any way.
Cotys: I see catastrophe?
Micheru: He was a big part in destroying wayfarers.
Cotys is a pessimist though .. so ..
Trench: Is this an issue that can't be dealt with in any other way outside of banning? I do want to keep banning as an absolute last resort...
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Cotys: I've an idea. Why don't you deal with him Trench? I mean every issue that arises concerning him, we'd offer only that to you.
Jahana: Trench, he messages me on MSN, says something nasty, then logs off or blocks me from replying. This has happened 3 times today.
Trench: Alright, so... I talk to the guy, see what I can resolve...
Trench: Gimme ammo.
Katmandu: He doesn't sound like a bridge builder...
Jahana groans.
Trench: Messaging nasty and leaving before response. That's a good one.
Jahana: No offense, but there is no talking to this guy. He will argue any sane person into insanity.
Katmandu: What Jahana said... about sniping and blocking. I don't know this person. I tend to avoid confrontations in this char.... but that would rile the hell out of me.
Cotys is insane.
Micheru: He's got no sense of logic.
Jahana excuses Cotys.
Cotys: Or reason, or intellect, or common sense.
Trench: Well, I'm not sane... So, if I can't talk with the guy, then he'll piss me off so much that I'll have to agree to ban him, right?
Jahana: He beats the hell out of a subject that is none of his business.
Cotys: That's what I proposed you do. Do you all ignore me as well? :-P
Trench: Sometimes.
Cotys: ...
Micheru: Is Cotys still talking?
Micheru: I thought we all ignored her days ago. ;-)
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Trench: No, seriously, though... I NEVER use ignore... For any situation, save absolute spamming.
Jahana: He just about drove Mishara into quitting when she opened HoT, WITH Meph's approval, because he felt it was a betrayal to the Spire, WHICH he rarely roleplayed in.
Cotys: When you whisper me repeatedly that I'm a fucking crybaby, a fucking moron, a baby with too much power. You're ignored. No exceptions. This is a fucking game.
Jahana: Thank you, you fucking crybaby. :P
Micheru loves on Cotys!
Cotys cries.
Katmandu ruminates that this game is full of dickheads and sometimes it's nice to put them on ignore. Less stressful.
Trench is unique...
Cotys: That you are. Here's a gold star ...
Trench cheers.
Katmandu will send some of her old 'sparring partners' to Trench.
Cotys doesn't think any less of herself for using ignore either.
Micheru: I'm a copy of a copy of a copy that broke.
Jahana: Look, take the Cotys and Jah chars.... IC they hate each other. OOC, well, it;s loathing, BUT, we keep it seperated. :-D
Cotys loathes that furry bithc.
Cotys: *bitch too.
Micheru: BITHC
Jahana beams proudly.
Katmandu: But it takes GROWNUPS to do that!!!
Trench: And we can all respect that. Yes, a bit upset that we'll never see some lesbo action between you two, but...
Cotys coughs.
Jahana whistles.
Cotys adopts bithc in place of 'that naughty word'.
Micheru: You missed it, big boss wolf, but it rocked.
Jahana: Even Mich got sweaty watching it!
[#] Cloudchaser has entered the Dark Realm.
Micheru: And I'm gay!
Trench: Alright, so, let me speak with the guy, and either pound something through his skull, or we place him on ban. Agreed?
Katmandu nods
Micheru: One sec.
Cotys: Fine, your loss of brain cells.
Trench: I got a few.
[#] Cloudchaser has left the Dark Realm.
Cotys: Dwindling ...
Jahana: I am surprised he hasnt IMed you yet Trench.
Cotys is so very glad she doesn't log on to her IM.
Trench: Probably has. Alot have, and I don't know who is who.
Jahana is an original dammit!
Cotys: Oh, before you leave, you've an audience in the throne room.
Trench: Okay, so, I kinda gotta head out, now... Is everything alright?
Cotys: Damnit. I'll take care of it then ...
Micheru: Wait--
Trench: ?
[#] An annoying shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Jier has entered the Dark Realm.
Cotys: Now the sods use the OOC room. Fuckers.
Trench: Hey, you got it through to them.
Cotys has started cursing a good bit since this little incident too ... damnit.
Micheru: Welcome. please have a seat in the center, Jier.
Cotys: Pressed for time ..
[ You whisper "Damnit, I didn't want to deal with this, now... Grrr... Fine." to Micheru. ]
[ Micheru whispers, "I'm sorry." to you. ]
[ You whisper "You guys start on him, and I'll pick up when he gets out of hand." to Micheru. ]
(You see Jier.)
> Human, for the most part- plain white flesh covered by silken robes each baring an intertwining pattern of silver and gold runes; arcane words presenting themselves into a hybrid mix of new and old dialects. Burbandy tuffy ears upon head swivel, hinting upon some felinesque qualities still within. New atributes: massive right hand hand baring a single dark jewel within tainted flesh; crude demonic symbols tatooed into it. Soo delightfully evil.
[#] Quizorus Zreezdanor has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Rturgort has left the Dark Realm.
Micheru: Jier, your actions of late in the DR and the forum have been intollerable. I feel resentment for the way you have treated my fellow councilmember, and dragging problems to us that were not ours in the beginning.
Jier: I wasn't dragging any arguements over.
[#] Quizorus Zreezdanor has entered the Dark Realm.
Jier: I was merely doing a post I thought needed to be made because of the fact that I'm growing sick of mockery.
Micheru: But you were. You knew Youlanda roleplays/posts here.
Micheru: What do you expect? A person not to defend their own guild?
Jier: Then thats her problem, I considered my actions with her group over with my last official post on the subject.
Jier: Defend what? Mockery of others?
Micheru: What if it was Trench visiting another guild's forum and saw an insult about the DR, how should he react?
Jier: How was my post an insult?
[ You whisper "There are more pressing things to discuss, let Jahana have her say..." to Micheru. ]
Jier: I saw two people mocking newfurres.
Micheru: You were demonizing that guild by using posts from it's members.
[ You whisper "I'm ending this part of the argument. I want you to finally speak with him on your problems with him." to Jahana. ]
Micheru: Would anyone like to be 'it' now? I've said my peace for this moment.
Jier: They're demonizing themselves by being as they are, saying they are just loving members of fur-city would be propaganda.
Trench isn't a loving member, himself... Doesn't see an issue with it, either.
Jier: If I wanted to explicitly attack those members, I'd of posted names. As far as I can tell I removed all of that.
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> Silvered locks, streaked with violet fall haphazardly to waist. Vision strangely matches, shattered silver orbs laced with purple. Smooth, dark indigo leather clads form, corset allowing shoulders to remain bare. Mocha fur remains unblemished save for runes literally branded onto flesh. Figure enshrouded in matching cape slightly worn with use, silvered wings hidden within. (http://s3.invisionfree.com/WolfCorp_Dark_Realm/index.php?act=idx) www.freewebs.com/jahana
Trench pokes Jah.
Jahana: I am sorry... I am in disagreement with this in a way.
Cotys: Trench, if you have to leave, you should just go. This conversation is redundant.
Jier: With what, me or 'this'?
Trench: No, it's alright... Jahana, have your say.
Jahana: Jier, plain and simple, you were wrong to post on our boards like you did. It had no place in our Forum IF it did not pertain to DR/DA. On the other hand, while Zydon may have started out defending her guild, she argued just as much and just as rough, and was a bit insulting in certain posts she made even before any of this started. Furthermore, I dont see Syris, or Zydon, rp much here at all.....
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[ You whisper "I was hoping you'd speak more on the IMing subject..." to Jahana. ]
Jier: Actually, I've been trying to start.
Jier: And look, we have a guest behind Trench. :-)
Jahana sighs and just silences herself.
Jier: one of youlies alts?
Trench: It's a ghost...
Micheru: Zydon does RP here.. he's Micheru's pet mind-leech.
[ You whisper "Great, you had one of the best arguments against the lad, and you've decided to remain quiet on it..." to Jahana. ]
Jier: Or, as she put it herself your bitch. Which makes me feel I'm being unjustly attacked and she isn't being spoken to at all for the fact she had just as much of a hand in this cookie jar as I had.
Trench: Okay, so, is the problem with everyone here the fact that he placed a post that you all feel just didn't belong? Cause this is all I'm hearing, here...
Cotys: Mm .. no. You haven't gotten to me yet.
Trench: Alright, Cotys...
Jier: Cotys holds a gripe about me posting OOC with several others when no one else was IC.
Cotys: Thank you. No, and stop assuming you know what I have qualms with.
Jier: Ejecting me, while I was backing her up..
[#] Taleric has left the Dark Realm.
Jier: Something I took to far, I admit.
Cotys: For once, shut your gob. You've had your say.
Jier: No, Cotys, I won't let you attack me.
Jahana: This is just ridiculous.
Trench: Hey!
Jier: I ended my bickering.
Jier: and you started up with something else..
Jier: something trivial.
Trench: I said let Cotys have her say. You will get your chance to defend yourself, Jier.
Cotys: I don't enjoy roleplaying in an environment full of animosity. You brought up more animosity when you strolled to the board and started up the 'slander'. You're using the message board as a vent for something you apparently hold against Youlanda. Stop it, its immature. Secondly ...
[#] Azrael D. Wolfhound has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Alykia has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Avallocian has left the Dark Realm.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Katmandu, Pravus, Trench, Cotys, Slyan Elem, Roselani, Quizorus Zreezdanor, Micheru, Durandal, Jahana, Jier, Illitoreth Siltoruz.
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Cotys: I'm am thoroughly sick of your traipsing in and thinking you can attack whomever you like, OOC'ly on some biased view you seem to have. We don't care about whatever campaign you're trying to head up on 'Mockery'. So what? So bloody what?!
[#] Durandal has left the Dark Realm.
Jier: You don't care that I think we shouldn't mock newfurres, and help them?
Jier: help them so our Roleplay can expand?
Jier: The only person biased here, is you Cotys.
[ You whisper "Just so you know, these people are wanting to ban you. I'm trying to understand why and gain some form of resolve from all... Quite frankly, at the moment, I don't see much of what their gripes are..." to Jier. ]
Cotys: Finally, today you showed all present just how undeniably immature you are with the outbursts and ignoring a very polite suggestion. I suppose you thought it was cute, as did those you were bantering with, but you were disturbing the roleplay of others, and that isn't tolerated here. You obstructed roleplay, continued to do so, and when asked AGAIN you took to insulting me. I done with you OOC'ly and IC'ly. And please, enough of the 'helping others grow' shit.
[#] Roselani has left the Dark Realm.
Jier: Mich, you of all else should know I don't hold grudges.
Cotys: Your'e right, I'm biased to intelligent players.
Jahana: Who is this our? You do not speak for all of us. If that is your view, fine, but we do not have to share it, agree with it, or even comment on it.
Cotys: *I'm damnit.[]
Micheru: Jier, I'm your friend OOCly, which is why I'm being gentile here-- I do think you are in the wrong.
[ Jier whispers, "I stepped on Youlanda's toes, now it seems if I post anything its in spite of her. Trench, I stopped my argueing when I deleted my commetns from the board. Do you think I'd of done that much if I was wanting to just be an asshole?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "And if it was just an issue of you and Youlanda blasting each other on the posts, that's fine. We can tell you to stop and be done with it. I don't see that as a banable offense." to Jier. ]
[ Jier whispers, "I don't see a banable offense myself, Trench I said bad things to Cotys in responce to a post, but before I could appologise after I cooled off she had already started attacking it all on the boards." to you. ]
Micheru: I've forgiven you for the shit you did to me when the Myriad just got off the ground, but there seems to be two sides to you. "good and very very bad."
[#] Runningwolf Himura has entered the Dark Realm.
Micheru: I know your good side, and that's the side I'm a friend with.
Jier: Yeah. I'm a vile bastard when I'm being attacked personally.
[#] Runningwolf Himura has left the Dark Realm.
Jier: And Youlanda saying I have personality problems.
Jier: I usually let things go, but that struck a nerve.
Jahana: Why are you even allowing what she says to bother you?
Micheru: Maybe you do? I'm not to judge, but you took it out on my friends.
Cotys: You just stated you don't hold a grudge ...
Trench: Waitasecond...
Trench: Wait a second...
Jier: Who did I take it out on? I'll appologise to them.
Trench: Okay, is the problem everyone have here with Jier the fact that he and Youlanda, which has been kind-- I said wait a second!
Trench: Now, then...
Trench: Is the problem that he and Youlanda have been spilling their bad blood on our boards? I mean, is taht the base of the problem, here?
[#] Elghinyrr Suru has entered the Dark Realm.
Jahana: I think they were both in the wrong. I know Mich doesn't agree and that is fine. :-) I think it was fire already there and they both added fuel to it on a continuous basis.
Cotys: Yes, that's the base.
Micheru: I can offer to bring her here, if you wish it would bring a close to our problems.
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Trench: No. I just want it ended on our boards, and in our places. Just stop. That's all. If I have to tell her the same, I will. Discuss your issues between yourselves and quit spreading it to everywhere else. Really, it seems overly simple, to me.
Cotys: You'd think so, yet here we are.
Jahana: It is, Trench.
Jier: I'm done with it.
Jier: I've been done with it.
Cotys: Can I say one more thing, Trench?
Trench: Yes.
[#] Pravus has left the Dark Realm.
Cotys: Right then. Jier you keep saying, you're done with it. But still, you egg it on? Can you really just drop it. Drop it. Drop it?
Cotys: Damn .. Pravus logged off ...
Jier: ...
Jahana: No you aren't Jier, because you do keep bringing it up in a sense. Just let it go. It really isn't worth it.
Jier: Cotys the only one that brought this whole shit up is you guys.
Cotys: I'm done Trench. Moot point.
Jier: I was sitting there enjoying a documentary, and Mich im's me to join him..
Micheru: Because I thought maybe I could make it better.
Jier: Make it better, by letting her attack me and people say I should be banned?
Micheru rubs his cheek against Jahana's leg.
Jier: For Youlanda bringing over an arguement that had nothing to do with a comment I made?
Cotys: If I were to attack you Jier, I'd have sunk to name-calling as you did earlier. We wanted to voice our problem.
Jier: ... Voice your problem, over something that you have voiced and I said I was threw with?
Jahana: Quit arguing!
Jier: I was contently waiting for Youlanda to supply her own nuese and hang herself cause I know her, she'll bitch till she hangs her own damn self.
Cotys listens as he further proves her point ...
Jahana: One question?
Jahana: Why roleplay here if you hate her that much and knew she was here?
Cotys: To instigate.
Jier: Because I thought there was people here that would like it if I came back..
Jier: Evidently I was wrong, now wasn't I Jah?
Jahana: DON"T even take it personal with me. Got it?
Jier: I didn't, jah.
[#] Elghinyrr Suru has left the Dark Realm.
Cotys: Damnit ... everyone is leaving ...
Trench: That happens...
Trench: Alot.
Trench: Okay, look...
Jahana: YOU were the one who has IMed me two or three different times with a smart ass remark, then logged off before I could reply to any of it. You forget that I went through your tirades and attacks when Mishara was starting Chenzira.
Trench: If I need to talk to Youlanda on this issue, I will. In ...
[#] Quizorus Zreezdanor has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Illitoreth Siltoruz has left the Dark Realm.
Jier: ... Mishara turned that into the battle it became..
Jahana: Personally? I am sick of the OOC bullshit. All I want to do is fucking roleplay because God knows, real life is fucked up enough.
Trench: Can we do that?
Micheru: Seconded.
Jier: Thats all I want to do.. -.-
Trench: I mean, Jier, you are welcome to stay here, as long as you and Youlanda leave your business to each other, alright?
Cotys:
Trench: And don't piss off the people in this room...
Jier: Trench, youlanda's blocked on my MSN. I stopped posting on her boards long before she took away my privilidges..
Micheru: If all you wanted was to rp, you wouldn't have brought up bad blood on the forums.
Jahana: You want to roleplay here? Fine. DO not expect to roleplay with me. I don't take things personal anymore, but this has gotten ridiculous.
Jier: .. I didn't start it.
Jier: Youlanda turned that into an attack. >=(
Cotys: ... Oh my. Are we finished here, Trench?
Jahana: And you kept it going!!!!!
Micheru: I'm finished.
Jier: I wasn't aiming at her, I was trying to present my viewpoint that we shouldn't mock newbs..
[ You whisper "Okay, honestly, I just don't see what they're deal is... I really think they're over reacting to something... I don't get it." to Jier. ]
[ Jier whispers, "Jahana's been wierd with me since she found out about my girlfriend.. =/" to you. ]
[ Jier whispers, "and.. I don't know why, man." to you. ]
[ Jier whispers, "I loved to rp with her.." to you. ]
Micheru: I don't know if I can believe that. I mean, you posted it also on the community forums (who stuck it in the evidence locker) and then here, both places Youlanda is known for going.
[ You whisper "I'll fight for ya... But, I gotta say, you've upset 3 of the 5 Council members, here... That's rough on me." to Jier. ]
Micheru: You WANTED her to read it.
Jahana just leaves and goes to seek roleplay.
Trench: Okay, we've covered that one post...
[ Jier whispers, "Cotys, is out for a witchhunt.. thats it." to you. ]
[ Jier whispers, "I've had mods like her," to you. ]
[#] Jahana has left the Dark Realm.
[ Katmandu whispers, "~Permission to go to the pens alone and hunt. I think I could return with a few nice slaves.~" to you. ]
Trench: Everyone is pissed off over this guy, and wants him banned for one post on the board... That's fine...
[ You whisper "" to Katmandu. ]
[ Katmandu whispers, "~This place is getting on my nerves.~" to you. ]
Katmandu: I don't want him banned. I don't even know him. IC or OOC
[ Jier whispers, "I've had mods like her before, they get mad over something and they won't stop until they get what they want. =/*" to you. ]
Trench: I still don't see his great crime, or why everyone's pissed at him...
Trench: Yeah, it was a bit wrong, but we all certainly do that...
Trench: Like, killing off other residents.. Micheru...
Trench: Or burning the library down...
Jier: I'm almost willing to bet, Trench.
Cotys snickers.
Micheru: I killed a slave who ripped my character's arm off!
Katmandu: [I like his desc alot. Has a nice writing style as far as I can tell.]
Trench: You killed Jahana!
Jier: If Zydon and I roleplay and it ends in conflict SHE'LL SAY IT WAS OOC REASONS. =/
Micheru: Huh?
Jier: Mark my words, Trench.
Trench: Awhile back.
Katmandu: [Not too heavy on the Thesaurus like some in Image]
Micheru: I kille-- when was this?
Cotys: I thought Kalon killed Jahana?
Trench: Damnit, it was... I get-- Nevermind.
Katmandu: Wasn't that Xerkon?
Trench: Point is, we all make some problems for this place.
Cotys: Oh, and I don't want him banned for the message board posts. That plays into it, but not solely on that matter.
Katmandu: No no..... Kaon
Cotys: Same person. Kalon/Xerakon.
Katmandu: Kalon
Cotys: Damned funny.
Trench: No, you want him banned cause he called you a crybaby...
Cotys snickers. No, that'd make me just as immature.
Katmandu: How many times has Jah died now?
Micheru: 12 and a half times.
Jier: Jier consulted mich on her last body. =/
Jier: not mich
Jier: Mephisto.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench: Point is, he doesn't spam, he does take things OOC, but so do those around him, and I'm sure he now knows to take such things to the OOC place...
Cotys: Blast, fine. Let him roleplay with the other residents. Matters not.
Katmandu: Perfect.
Micheru: Fine.
Trench: Jier, I'm going to watch you... I want you to feel comfortable here, but watch your step...
Micheru: I never rped much with Jier anyhow, so it doesn't bother me, my friendship is ooc.
Jier: How can I trench, when I have the explicit Feeling I'll be placed in a situation against an alt of youlandas and she'll use that as fuel to get me banned, yet again?
Jier: By simply saying 'it was for OOC reasons?'
Jier: . not ?
Cotys: ....
Trench: I'm not unreasonable. First, try to just stay from her. Second, if something is started, send me the log, and I can decide for myself, alright?
Katmandu: Field your own alt that she doesn't know about.[]
[ Cotys whispers, "This is why I want him banned. Its obvious he's fixated on Youlanda and causing turmoil." to you. ]
Katmandu: [But don't bait her.]
Trench: Like I said, if I have to talk to her about this, I will.
[&] 10:26:03 PM Player Katmandu is online.
Jier: I'm surprised you dont' have to, Trench.
Jier: Afterall her hand is in this as much as mine.
Trench: I don't want anyone banned, but I even less want trouble to continue around here. I don't want anyone feeling uncomfortable.
Micheru: Contrary to popular belief, Youlanda is not a big hairy monster with fangs! She's a pretty Carcarl(sp?) that just gets to people at times. I doubt she'll even want to see you.
Trench: Aye, well, no one came to me complaining of her...
Cotys: Imagine that.
Trench: She kind of annoys me, personally, but I leave my opinions out of my work.
Jier: Mark my words Trench, give it time. Thats why I shut up over it all, I know she'll hang herself eventually.
Cotys: That's sensible.
Micheru: I love Youlie-- but I have a soft spot for almost any female, no matter how bitchy.
Trench: If she does, then that's her issue, not yours... Just work with what you got, alright?
Cotys: From me to you though, Trench. I'm somewhat tiffed that you insinuated my entire reasoning for agreeing to a ban lay in that I was called a 'crybaby'. That shows a good bit. This 'Jier' incident is done in my eyes, I can say I'll never post anything to or about him. Finis, and all that rot.
Cotys goes to roleplay.
Cotys: teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
Jier: Like I said Trench, I had a mod like her once, just wouldn't stop.
Trench rolls his eyes, "I just think the people of this Council have gotten out of hand on this issue..."
[#] Cotys has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: But, fine... It's settled.
[ You whisper "." to Cotys. ]
Trench: Everyone has left, of course, but... Eh.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Katmandu, Micheru, Trench, Jier, Slyan Elem.
* 6 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2784 total players online. Uptime 3 days 20:20
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 3279
Micheru: *big teary eyes* But I love Youlie!
Jier: Yes. It is, I'll hold my tongue the best I can but I'm still growing with anger. -_-
Trench: Jier, you have some work ahead of you in making peace with these people...
[#] Kashka has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: Good luck.
Micheru: Kashk-- OOH!
Micheru: Teleport, Throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
(You see Kashka.)
> https://www.angelfire.com/goth/kashka/
Trench shrugs, "I was leaving before this meeting... Now, if you'll excuse me?"
Jier: Making peace? Fuck'em. I'll go back to being me when I'm calmed down, if they want something let them come.
Jier: Later, Trench.
Jier: I'm just sad our first meeting had to be this bullshit.
Trench: Later.
Trench: It's alright.
Trench: At least you now see how I work.
Jier: Shoo. =P you where held up on my account long enough.
Trench: Not everyone will agree with it, but it is unbiased and, whether they agree or not... It is fair... ALright, later.

Session closed 2004-11-28 22:33:11



Session started 2004-12-01 19:25:57

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Cats: OOOH! KRATOS + JUDGEMENT OUTFIT = :O
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with dark Real! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Cats: :O~~~~~~~*
Chica: My head hurts. o_O
Cats: ANYWAY...
Cats does a little dance. >.>
Cats: ASSGUARD!
Cats: Asgard.
Cats rambles.
Cats: Hey...
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "[evening]" to you. ]
Chica: Hi.
Cats: We have all three shades of grey. :-D
Chica: We do. :o
Cats iz smrt. 8B
Chica: Hehe.
Cats: Something smells good...
Cats is hungryyyyyy.
Am'Chica
Am: 'Cats
Am: err
Am: haha
Am: I @$!?ed it up
Am'Jess
(You see Kataplixi`.)
> >> Her petite body warns you of her delicacy; her iridescent eyes speak her charm. A wave of lucious corn silk locks flow behind her, for a soft breeze seems to constantly follow.
Kataplixi`: I most certainly do. (:
Kataplixi`: Haha.
Kataplixi`: Yes.
Kataplixi`: That is another thing I want to be.
Kataplixi`: Most of the classes required for acting, are also required for a writer.
Kataplixi`: I mostly journal and write poetry.
Kataplixi`: Yup.
Kataplixi`: Yes, I have a DA account with some of my poetry, if you're interested.
Kataplixi`: http://kataplixi.deviantart.com
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[*] Dark Realm has accepted your request.
[*] Dark Realm summons you.
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[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with isis! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Trench: Teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
Trench: Sweeeeeet...
Trench: Teleport, arena!
[#] A violent shift is felt within the Realm.
[%] You can't give cookies to yourself.
[&] (7:46:38 PM) Away mode set.
[&] 7:50:16 PM Player Cotys is online.
[&] (7:50:40 PM) Active after 4 minutes.
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Cotys. ]
[ Cotys whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Silent Demise has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Silent Demise has left the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[&] (7:58:46 PM) Away mode set.
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* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with ries! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with reis! -- Beekin the Help Dragon

Session closed 2004-12-01 20:06:44



Session started 2004-12-03 18:49:31

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[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
Trench: Teleport, forest!
[#] A peaceful shift is felt within the Realm.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Samme, Adrien Ravenloch, Trench.
* 4 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2556 total players online. Uptime 8 days 16:40
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 2579
(You see Samme.)
> A youth sits quietly in a corner nearby, breathing shallowly; it seems that something is restricting chest movement rather harshly. The teenager's hair falls down to rest neatly just below the shoulderblades, but gives no hint as to the sex of the furre. The young adult's face could be called very feminine, but the straight body would make one question again; and the clothing was masculine, right down to the soft leather boots and the cap dropped carelessly atop short, brown curls. [Female]
[ Samme whispers, "I'm lost in here... Do you know how to get to the bar from the graveyard?" to you. ]
Trench: Teleport, graveyard!
[#] A morbid shift is felt within the Realm.
Trench: Follow me...
Trench: Hrm.. Yes, I forgot about this...
Samme blinks. "Forgot about what?"
Trench: Repeat after me...
Trench: Teleport, IC!
Trench: My mistake...
Trench: Here we are.
Samme nods. "It looks different than I remember it from last time.. Someone else is in here, he's wanting to know how to join?"
Samme's OOC atm, apologizes..[]
Trench quirks a brow, "Join? You mean, like to join us in the bar?"
Samme: [No, he's wanting to join the dream itself, I think.]
Samme: Adrien Ravenloch: Mmm, do you know how to join here? [ Nae, I don't, sorry. Visit the website?[ ] Adrien Ravenloch: Didn't help at all[]
Trench: (Ah, that would require a meeting, then.)
Samme nods. "I'm interested too, if that's alright?[]
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "I have a question, sir, do you know how one would go about joining?" to you. ]
[#] Den Fa has entered the Dark Realm.
Den Fa: [RAWR!]
[&] 6:57:12 PM Player Den Fa is online.
[ You whisper "I own the place. I'd hope I'd know." to Adrien Ravenloch. ]
Samme: [Mrew.]
[#] Den Fa has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: (He's an interesting charecter.)
Samme: [Who, Adrien?]
Trench: (Den Fa.)
(You see Adrien Ravenloch.)
> Locks of obsidian hue dance abot broad shoulders, the tips of few strands which escaped his cropping play across his shouldes lightly. Encased in a large, slightly thicker than usual, chest plate, he bears an odd symbol on the right side of his sternum. Wrists, being locked within matching metal bracers, which have an odd metalic protrusion which looks to be able to hold a blade. Tattered pants addorn his lower form, meeting the top of rugged boots, which oddly seem well kept despite their condition.
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "Indeed, I hope you would too e.e; May I enquire how one goes about it?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "It would first require a meeting." to Adrien Ravenloch. ]
Samme: [Oh, okay. I'd like to roleplay in here, it's a nice dream, and most of the people seem interesting.]
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "Mkay....shall we say 30 minutes to an hour? I have to go for a bit." to you. ]
Trench: (The meeting would be IC.)
[ You whisper "Alright." to Adrien Ravenloch. ]
Samme: [What exactly would go on during the meeting?]
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Trench: (Well, first there's the getting to the meeting... Then, the meeting itself is more placement than any form of request to join.)
Samme: [Hmn. That sounds interesting. Samme is an interesting character to play with; at least, she is to me. She's been on the run for several months now, basic background story is that her family was killed in a raid by a neighboring clan, and they're after her so they can either claim the land or sell her off, and neither of those options are acceptable to her, so she ran.]
Trench: (Yeah... These are usually things discussed during the meeting... I don't much like dealing OOC'ly...)
Samme: [Aah, I see. Well, would you like to play for a little bit?]
Trench: (I've nothing else going on.)
Samme: [I'll do a status post.]
Trench: (That'll work.)
[#] Adrien Ravenloch has left the Dark Realm.
Samme wandered around for several hours that day; she'd been in The Dark Realm for several days now and had been lost at least four times during each one of them. At one point she'd managed to find herself in the graveyard, and terrified herself so badly that she wanted to cry, but eventually, she ended up in the bar and sat down to catch her breath and recuperate. She leaned against the table, head down against her arms and eyes closed, breathing as slowly and deeply as she could.
[#] Adrien Ravenloch has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, " Sorry, back....my friend's an idiot." to you. ]
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "I have a question, does this continuety have anything against obscure complex magics that really serve no major point?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Sometimes." to Adrien Ravenloch. ]
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "The drawing of mithril/steel blades for meh bracer/swords?" to you. ]
Trench quirks a brow as the lass enters. He releases a soft chuckle and looks down upon her, "Is everything alright, lass?"
[ You whisper "I've enver seen any form of mythril around here... Though, there have been some strange metals... Though, why anyone would fight for your bracers or swords, when they have their own, is beyond me." to Adrien Ravenloch. ]
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "Hmm? o.o;; Nono, the magic causes the empty section of his gauntlets to have a blade, thus arming him." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Um, if it's one of your... Urm, abilities... I suppose it'd be alright." to Adrien Ravenloch. ]
Samme tensed at his voice; she hadn't even noticed him in the room. Slowly, she lifted her head, her eyes wide. How had he known that she was a girl? She looked down at herself; everything seemed to be in place, and she hadn't spoken, so she knew it hadn't been her voice. Could she still pull it off? A quick glance around told her that someone else was in the room, and she shrugged her shoulders casually. "'Ow'd ye guess?" she asked him, meeting his eyes.
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "It involves high level complex magics, so I'd rather it be an enchanted item he can activate..otherwise it would be powergaming." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Seems reasonable." to Adrien Ravenloch. ]
Trench looks down into the youth's eyes, staring deeply in them, almost as if searching for something, "Ye seem a bit out of breath, aye? Perhaps I may be of aid to ye?"
(You see Samme.)
> A youth sits quietly in a corner nearby, breathing shallowly; it seems that something is restricting chest movement rather harshly. The teenager's hair falls down to rest neatly just below the shoulderblades, but gives no hint as to the sex of the furre. The young adult's face could be called very feminine, but the straight body would make one question again; and the clothing was masculine, right down to the soft leather boots and the cap dropped carelessly atop short, brown curls. [Female]
Adrien Ravenloch slips into the chamber silently, seeing the other two already conversing, he sets himself off to the side. Suprisingly blue eyes watch the others with mild intrest, gaze catching every nuance of motion they make in both gesture and speech.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] Majin has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Majin.)
> SnowWhite hair falling over his dull gazing eye's, upon his fierce face is no expression but a slight grin. His muscular body worn, and his body surrounded by nothing but a long ragged red cape, and loose fitted pants. Strapped to his back is a perculier Deltorus broadsword, with the Intital "M" engraved on the tainted Hilt of the sword. His forearms surrounded by silver steel gauntlets, with his massive arms crossed in a orderly manner. (Cort'a Lebu'ea)
Samme wondered if she'd made a mistake looking to his eyes, and found herself trapped almost. She swallowed hard, and shook her head. "Nae," she murmured quietly, reluctantly gazing into his eyes, but unable to look away. She crossed her arms self consciously over her chest, and bit down on her lip, unaware of anyone else in the room.
[#] Majin has left the Dark Realm.
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "Mkay then, sorry, I figured I'd clear it first...rather than be ejected like I was by the last idiot who decided it was powergaming." to you. ]
Trench's dark coal eyes seem intense as they stare down. Yet, they grow soft, less intimidating, despite it's intensity. He smirks a bit before replying, "Nae? Then, please, do tell me... What brings you to my Realm?"
[ You whisper "Only way I eject is if you spam." to Adrien Ravenloch. ]
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "Aight then, I'll not do that ^.^;" to you. ]
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[#] Den Fa has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Den Fa.)
> www.distorted-illusions.co.uk/chicken/denfa
[#] Naisa has entered the Dark Realm.
* Sorry, that furre isn't in this dream! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Samme slowly shook her head, and felt a gentle sense of relief as his eyes became less intimidating. "Well, I was lost when I first got 'ere, and I still get lost ever' time I leave this room, but I like it here," she replied, not going into how she'd actually gotten lost. She kept her arms over her chest, self-consciously, and stopped struggling so much to look away from him. "Your realm, ye say?" she queried, her voice soft and natural sounding- something he'd notice that was quite different from her voice when she was trying to keep her sex a secret.
[#] Naisa has left the Dark Realm.
Trench nods slightly, not only his gaze relaxing, but his entire posture leans back. "Aye. I own all within. I do what I can for the residents, here, but unfortunately, my influence has been limited, as of late.." He quirks a brow curiously, his gaze still unwavering from it's destination, yet he asks, "Why do you close yourself off so?"
Samme blinked her eyes, and shook her head again. "Whae d'ye mean?" she asked, not sure of how to answer his question. Was he asking why she hadn't fully answered his question, or something else? She let her gaze drift over the rest of the room again, almost glad to be able to. She'd met a few of the other residents, and a smile crossed her face as she thought of Pravus trying to teach her self defense; as of the moment, he and Trench were the only two that knew her secret.
Trench shrugs a bit, his gaze now looking around to the others within, as well. Still, he speaks, though somewhat absently sounding, "You close yourself off... Physically. You hold yourself as if trying to keep yourself safe from prying eyes. Your voice, your speech, your actions, all speak as though you are increadibly nervous about something."
[#] Naisa has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Naisa.)
> Naisa is a quiet, blind squirrel. She sometimes bumps into others, and she doesn't talk much, but a few people can break her out of her shell.
[#] Naisa has left the Dark Realm.
Samme shrugged her shoulders again, and looked down at her lap. "Well, I obviously dunnae dress like a boy for kicks," she replied, her tone rather wry. "It's easier tae nae be caught if nobody knows whae ye really look or sound like. If someone came tae ye and asked ye if ye'd seen a small, buxom girl with long brown hair and fair skin, ye'd 'ave tae say nae, neh? 'Cause ye havenae. It's jes' easier this way," she said, then drew another slow breath; it wasn't easy to speak for such a long stretch at a time with the bindings as tight as they were.
Trench quirks a brow, seeming a bit confused. Seeming... He shakes his head slowly before replying, "And who is it you would be hiding from? Buxom, eh? You hardly even seem old enough to be so... robust. I wonder what it is you hide. And, more importantly, why..."
Trench: (I'm sorry, I hate to do this, but could you excuse me for a bit? Dinner hath been served...)
Samme: [Sure thing, will you be back later?]
Trench: (Before ya know it. I won't even 'officially' leave...)
Samme: [Heh, in that case I'll go ahead and post, whisper me when you get back?]
Trench: (Certainly.)
Trench afks.
Samme looked almost surprised, and couldn't help but laugh aloud, despite her shortness of breath. "I'm seventeen!" she managed, sounding half amused and half indignant. "I hide from those who seek tae sell me tae th' 'ighest bidder or get rid o'me in other unsavoury manners," she replied, sobering a little. "They killed m'family, and are convinced that if they get rid o'me, they c'n lay claim tae m'family's lands."
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[&] (7:47:06 PM) Away mode set.
[#] Jahana has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "User is currently away, and may have missed your whisper. (Inactive last 0 hours and 2 minutes.) -- DogProxy 2.30 - get your own copy at http://furc.sanct.net/" to Jahana. ]
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Quirk has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
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[#] Isis Jewel has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Den Fa has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
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[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
Isis Jewel stands quietly to the side, tail coiling around her ankels and hands clasped together in front. She doesn't want to interrupt anyoe else, waiting for a lull in conversation like a good slave. She might not be waiting long though :-D
[#] Choronzon has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Den Fa has entered the Dark Realm.
Quirk glances over at Isis, the first one she has seen make a move or speak. She eyes the bar from a distance and licks her parched lips. "Is there anyone attending that counter?"
[#] Den Fa has left the Dark Realm.
Isis Jewel waits quietly for Trench before continuing
[&] 8:04:19 PM Player Den Fa is online.
Adrien Ravenloch: [he's afk for a bit]
Quirk suffers through awkward silence, realizing that perhaps the bar is closed for some reason or other.
[#] Quirk has left the Dark Realm.
Isis Jewel: [aw to hell with it.]
Isis Jewel: [I was about to post to Quirk too...]
Samme: [Whisper her?]
Isis Jewel: [mmot point now]
Samme: [True.. She'll be back, I'm sure.]
Adrien Ravenloch: [Lol]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[&] (8:19:39 PM) Active after 32 minutes.
[&] You have received 2 whispers while AFK. Type &read to read them.
Trench quirks a brow.
[ 7:49:24 PM Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ 7:51:01 PM Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Isis Jewel: [wb]
Samme blinks.[]
Samme: [Do you need me to repost?]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Trench: (Nah, checking it out, now.)
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Samme: [Kay. I've been whispering people and can't even see it now, hehe.]
Trench shakes his head a bit, positioning his paw to pull the lass's arms away from herself, "You have no need to hide, while here... We are used to taking care of runaways. Outlaws hunted down by others... Here, you would be safe. This place is a safe haven for the outcasts of life."
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Isis Jewel smiles giving a nod "He's quite right young master. You're safe here." She takes a step towards the group, still trying to not seem too imposing "May I be of service to anyone?"
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Samme jumped as he touched her arm, resisting only a little. She looked up into his eyes again, her lip still caught in her teeth. Another faint start as Isis spoke up, and a faint blush crept over her features at the memory of the other night, when Isis and Kat had both been so intent on sharing her bed. "Nae master," she said softly, shaking her head and speaking in her normal voice- one which Isis wouldn't recognise.
Trench quirks a brow, curiously, as he looks over to Isis, "I'm sorry, you seem quite a pleasant lass, but... Do I know you?"
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Isis Jewel blinks at Samme's voice change, remembering hte kiss she snuck "I thought you wanted to continue the charade as a male mistress, my appologies." To Trench though she bows again, keeping her head low "I am a kajira selected by Katmandu for your service master. I was given the name Isis Jewel."
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench leans forward with an amused interest, "A kajira, are ye? It's been some time since I've seen one of your kind... And last I had, I was quite impressed. Hm, brought in by Kat, you say? She's done well, I suppose... Though testing, obviously, would be required in the future."
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Isis Jewel nods with a smile, still bowed humbly to him "Certainly master, I hope you find me pleasing." Tail tip flicks anxiously, her heart a flutter with excitement and fear.
[#] Satanious has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Satanious.)
> Gargoyle; born from a simple fact of existance, sin. Upper torso gave way to sprung flesh, bone, and other organic matter, whilst metacarpus appendages spawned capacious, razor-like claws from the end of each digit. Its spinal region branched off into four bat-esque wings, granting the beast an unwordly physiognomy. (Say-tan-ee-is){----}
Samme drew another deep breath, and sighed softly. It seemed that her secret was out, and she saw no point in torturing herself any further- though, of course, if those who hunted her came looking, the disguise would come in handy. She ached to loosen the bindings, at least, but she didn't think that now would be the appropriate time. She looked over at Isis again, and gave her a wry apologetic smile. "Apologies, Mi'lady," she offered, meaning to try and make up for the night before. And the comment, -only likes men- would certainly come into light for the girl now, she thought with a soft chuckle.
[#] Satanious has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Katmandu has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench smirks briefly before looking back towards Samme, "Apparently, you've met my ever pleasing slaves before even I... At any rate, if it is a safe haven you seek, you have, indeed, come to the appropriate place. Never, I believe, has there been such a place with so many who hide from someone else. Alone, they are frightened, scared... However, once they join here, they band together and protect each other from their fears."
Katmandu wanders into the tavern gazing about at the others there. She smiles to Isis with an impish grin then looks to Samme and her Master taking note of an unfamiliar male as well. She remains silent, not wanting to interrupt, gauging the conversation in progress as to what she might add.
Samme bit down on her lip and nodded slowly, understanding the fear and the lonliness of being on the run with nowhere to call her own. She'd stumbled onto The Dark Realm by accident and had feared discovery; now that she'd been found out, she realized that it wasn't so bad. "I thank ye," she murmured softly, not even noticing that Kat had entered the room. Kat was another that she'd have to apologize to, she realized.
Isis Jewel giggles faintly behind one hand, looking up as Katmandu enters the scene. A faint purr rises involuntarily at the sight of the head slave. She doesn't say anything either, waiting to be addressed rather than address.
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
[&] (8:42:48 PM) Away mode set.
[&] (8:42:52 PM) Active after 0 minutes.
Trench looks about, a bit of amusement within his lips. He clears his throat briefly, his eyse obviously showing off certain ideas within his mind. Yet, he states, "I'm sorry... I hate to do this, you have no idea, but... I'm afraid the Gods do call, and I really must be off..."
[#] Ryukishi has entered the Dark Realm.
Katmandu hears only the thanks of Samme but notices her strained behavior. She lifts a pale brow. When she hears Trench's farewell she sighs, but realizes that Isis must already have introduced herself. "Farewell, Master."
[&] 8:45:05 PM Player Ryukishi is online.
[#] Ryukishi has left the Dark Realm.
Isis Jewel nods to aknowledge his goodbye, fidgiting a little "I wish well for you then master. May I ask what you will test me on later so I can prepare?"
Samme lifted an eyebrow, but nodded her head. "Aye, t'was nice t'make ye're acquaintence, --" Had he given her his name? She didn't remember it if he had, and she was pretty sure she hadn't given him hers. Her face held a look of confusion and faint fear; she'd just told a complete stranger her story, and hadn't even asked his name?
[#] Adrien Ravenloch has left the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench smirks... Such as was his way. He offers a brief bow as he stands, simply saying, "I do eagerly look forward to seeing each of you again at my next opportunity... Should prove... Amusing, to say the least." As he walks from the room, he offers Kat a brief kiss upon her cheek, whispering a 'Thank you.' to the lass before walking out.
[#] Oculara has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Ravina has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: Teleport, master!
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
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[#] Ryukishi has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Ryukishi has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Ryukishi has entered the Dark Realm.
[&] 8:53:24 PM Player Ryukishi is online.
[#] Den Fa has entered the Dark Realm.
[&] (8:54:16 PM) Away mode set.
[#] A drunken shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Den Fa has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Samme has left the Dark Realm.
[&] 9:03:40 PM Player Alizon is online.
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[&] 9:14:22 PM Player Jahana is online.
[&] 9:14:23 PM Player Katmandu is online.
[&] 9:14:28 PM Player Dark Realm is online.
[&] 9:14:39 PM Player Zandrama is online.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] Noboru has entered the Dark Realm.
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[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
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[#] Taleric has left the Dark Realm.
[#] A captivating shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Tayn Razorwind has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Crow Lase has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Crow Lase has left the Dark Realm.
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[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] A tiring shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
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[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[ Tayn Razorwind whispers, "[Why is the rant forum being used to try and humiliate people?]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "User is currently away, and may have missed your whisper. (Inactive last 1 hours and 22 minutes.) -- DogProxy 2.30 - get your own copy at http://furc.sanct.net/" to Tayn Razorwind. ]
[#] Ryukishi has left the Dark Realm.
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[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Elghinyrr Suru has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Quizorus Zreezdanor has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] Illitoreth Siltoruz has entered the Dark Realm.
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[#] A purifying shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Tayn Razorwind has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Arucard has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] clby blue has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Isis Jewel has left the Dark Realm.
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[#] The Eclipse has entered the Dark Realm.
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[#] Elivthar has left the Dark Realm.
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[#] The Eclipse has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Kassen has entered the Dark Realm.
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[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] Illitoreth Siltoruz has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Elivthar has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Hayde has entered the Dark Realm.
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[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Rhea Skyfire has left the Dark Realm.
[#] heavin has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Rhea Skyfire has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Avallocian has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] A chaotic shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] A tiring shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] Miyu Darkflame has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Miyu Darkflame has left the Dark Realm.
[#] An annoying shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Rhea Skyfire whispers, "[You don't know me but I'm an IRL friend of Lucky Bunny's and she had some trouble where her comp crashed. She wanted me to let you know.]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "User is currently away, and may have missed your whisper. (Inactive last 2 hours and 54 minutes.) -- DogProxy 2.30 - get your own copy at http://furc.sanct.net/" to Rhea Skyfire. ]
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
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[#] Æon has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Atiya Simone has left the Dark Realm.
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[#] Sage Valorian has entered the Dark Realm.
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[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
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[ Sabrina Dragon whispers, "ello" to you. ]
[ You whisper "User is currently away, and may have missed your whisper. (Inactive last 3 hours and 40 minutes.) -- DogProxy 2.30 - get your own copy at http://furc.sanct.net/" to Sabrina Dragon. ]
[#] Zerovos has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Isis Jewel has entered the Dark Realm.
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[#] Elivthar has left the Dark Realm.
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[#] Electric Demon has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Jhon claued van dam has left the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] Nyar has left the Dark Realm.
[#] GoldenPheonix has left the Dark Realm.
[#] heavin has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Æon has left the Dark Realm.
[ Isis Jewel whispers, "Pardon but it looks like Graynite and Le Joker are blocking your dream's main gate -.-" to you. ]
[ You whisper "User is currently away, and may have missed your whisper. (Inactive last 4 hours and 1 minutes.) -- DogProxy 2.30 - get your own copy at http://furc.sanct.net/" to Isis Jewel. ]

Session closed 2004-12-04 00:56:35



Session started 2004-12-04 09:29:29

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* Meovanni is for friendly conversations and Persona Play - free-form "Let's Pretend" with just one rule, The Consent Rule. That is, if someone else pretends something has happened to you, you don't have to play along unless you want to. If you don't, just ignore it and act like it never happened to you. Please keep all actions and language here suited for all ages. Thanks! Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream.
Zeloth: whatever tht was
[*] Your request has been sent to Dark Realm.
[*] Dark Realm has accepted your request.
[*] Dark Realm summons you.
[*] Dark Realm asks you to join his / her company. To accept the request, type `join and press . To decline, type `decline and press
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 474)
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
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Trench quirks a brow curiously, but shakes his head and moves on...
Trench: Teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Reanna whispers, "freak.." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Well, one of us is, I suppose..." to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "yes that is i" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Ah, indeed." to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "Reanna nods "Stupid dog" smiles" to you. ]
[ You whisper "No, no... You're a cat..." to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "Reanna meows" to you. ]
[ Reanna whispers, " :P!" to you. ]
[#] Requiem has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Master, Blight has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Zeboa Zen has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Shale Riano has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Desmundu has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Marrock Volsung has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Reanna has left the Dark Realm.
[ Reanna whispers, "Will you marry me?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "I don't even know you." to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "yes you do" to you. ]
[ You whisper "We've met?" to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "Yes" to you. ]
[ You whisper "When?" to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "everyday." to you. ]
[ You whisper "I'm afraid I don't recall..." to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "oh well its your loss" to you. ]
[ You whisper "And you wish to marry me, now?" to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "yes" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Whyever would you wish to marry me?" to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "nevermind, we are so freakin over" to you. ]
[ You whisper "You never loved me!" to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "I did but you never loved me :-(" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Well... That is true..." to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "Reanna nods "I know it is"" to you. ]
[ You whisper "I feel as though we've really grown apart..." to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "We haven't" to you. ]
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[ You whisper "But how do you feel, now?" to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "Sad,betrayed,alone..." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Oh, if only there was some way I could help.." to Reanna. ]
[#] Sarah Hisano has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Sarah Hisano.)
> A young woman seemingly to have nice cream-colored fur that adorns her smooth body. Having cloudy grey markings all over her body, eyes where coloured mad green also; she has red wavy hair that reaches until the neck. She wears a dark mule hot pants looking almost more like undies and beneath these hot pants she wears net tights with flares on different locations. Instead of a top she wears a pink corset and she has black long boots with high heels that reach up nearing her knees. (around the age 15)
[#] Sarah Hisano has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Aida Kanaki has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Aida Kanaki.)
> A female at around the age of 15 steps up in front of you. Her hair is curly and blood-red, she doesn't like her curls and has tried the most to get them to vansih, but for some reason the always seem to stay. She looks normal at the moment, but she has two forms, this one and her ice one. [mimic (want more details just ask)] [shape-shifter] [ice-powers]
[#] Aida Kanaki has left the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] Reanna has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench quirks a brow.
Reanna: Hey
Trench: You're a curious one, aren't you?
Reanna: Yes!
Trench: Um, where did you come from?
Reanna: Outside ;-)
[#] Boursier has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Boursier.)
>
Trench: And what is it we can do for you, here?
Reanna: Since you have broken my heart, maybe you could do me a favor, could you be my priest
[#] Olath Suul has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: Priest, for what?
Reanna: A Marriage..
Trench: You already found someone else?
Boursier-- The Kitsune drifted in, swerving around any obstacles which blocked his route. He lowered himself into a seat, listening for now.
Reanna: I've loved him for a while and since you didn't love me back, I decided to tell him how I felt.
[#] Olath Suul has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: Well, who is this other guy?
Reanna: Dark Realm..
Trench blinks, "The Realm? You... Want to marry the Realm?"
Reanna nods "yes, Dark Realm loves me back." :-D
Reanna: The actual person, Dark Realm is who I'm going to marry
Trench: How can he love? He's a cave! But... Dark Realm isn't a person, persay.. He's an embodiment of the land...
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Reanna: Oh well..At least I'll be loved somewhat..
Trench: But, he never even moves from that spot!
Reanna: Oh well, i'll stay with him
Reanna: He moved...once..
Trench: I would think that would be difficult for a physical relationship...
Reanna: >.< Its your fault..
Trench: Howso?
Reanna: If you had married me I wouldn't have to marry my beloved cave, dark...
Trench: But I hardly even knew you!
Reanna: I told you that you did but you wouldn't believe me -_-
Trench: Well, then I didn't remember...
Boursier looked rather startled. "Looks like somebody's a wee bit looney," the Kitsune muttered to himself incoherently.
Reanna twitches and throws a random object atBoursier "Shove it.." looks back at Trench "Well then your getting old.."
Trench: Well, yes... But I prefer to call it experienced...
Reanna: Okay Mr.Experienced...I will go now seeing as you aren't going to do this favor..I'll just jump off a bridge or something...bye...
Reanna walks away slowly
Trench: Umm... Well, okay then...
[ Reanna whispers, ":-( Fine then" to you. ]
[#] WONDERWOMAN =D has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see WONDERWOMAN =D.)
> HRTHRTTrenchHRTHRT
Trench: Why do I come on this early?
Boursier is hit in the arm with the 'random' object. "Ok then." He mentally notes that Reanna has super acute hearing. "What's up with her?" the fox questioned Trench, making sure she had left first.
[ Reanna whispers, "you are in capable of love aren't you?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Well, yes... Yes I am..." to Reanna. ]
WONDERWOMAN =D: Hi
[ Reanna whispers, "........Well....Okay...:(" to you. ]
[ You whisper "I'm sorry." to Reanna. ]
(You see Boursier.)
>
Trench looks towards Boursier, "Welcome to the insanity..."
[ Reanna whispers, "I could've taught you how to love... :-( But now even dark is ignoring me.." to you. ]
WONDERWOMAN =D: hi
Boursier offers a wry smirk, "Aye."
WONDERWOMAN =D: dud
WONDERWOMAN =D: i luv u
Trench: I'm sorry. I am incapable of love.
WONDERWOMAN =D: y?
Trench: Because I'm a dark evil warlord.
[ You whisper "I don't think you could've." to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "I bet I could've!" to you. ]
[ You whisper "No... You give up too easily." to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "no i dont...I just am sad because its like impossible to love someone that will never love you back.." to you. ]
[ Abaddon Woodmyrk whispers, "If you need me, im on." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Thanks." to Abaddon Woodmyrk. ]
WONDERWOMAN =D: so am i
Trench: You're an evil warlord?
WONDERWOMAN =D: ya
Trench: I'm skeptical.
WONDERWOMAN =D: i'm sexy
WONDERWOMAN =D: nice 2 meet u
WONDERWOMAN =D: ahahhaa
[ Ahriman Mainyu whispers, "Hey" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Hey." to Ahriman Mainyu. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "?" to you. ]
[ Ahriman Mainyu whispers, "[How're you doing this morning? :-)]" to you. ]
WONDERWOMAN =D: Haha.
WONDERWOMAN =D: That was a nice chuckle for an instant. >)
[ You whisper "I thought you could teach me to love." to Reanna. ]
[ You whisper "(Keeping busy.)" to Ahriman Mainyu. ]
[ Ahriman Mainyu whispers, "[Ah..]" to you. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "Well I can't if you don't believe I can" to you. ]
WONDERWOMAN =D: You were scared for an instant wern't you?
[*] Reanna requests permission to join your company. To accept the request, type `summon and press . To decline, type `decline and press
Trench: I thought it was an alt.
[*] Reanna joins you.
Trench: Here it comes.
Reanna: yay my love again!! HRT!
Trench: I told you, I can't love.
Reanna: Yes you can
Trench: Hrm, you think so, then? What about Dark?
WONDERWOMAN =D: i'm married to trench
WONDERWOMAN =D: leav him alone
Reanna: uhh yes i think so...and about dark...I dont know...I guess I'll tell him the truth...i didn't know he was a cave
Reanna hits Wonder freak
Trench: Wait, you didn't know anything about him but wanted to marry him?
Reanna: no....
Reanna: i wanted to make you jealous..
WONDERWOMAN =D: i'm better than reanna
Reanna slaps Wonder freak
Trench: To make me jealous... Well, now I'm upset.
Reanna: aww why?
Reanna kicks wonder retard..
Trench: It's all been a ruse!
Reanna: huh?
Reanna: But i did love dark too...
Trench: Did?
Reanna: but i feel retarded marrying a cave.. :-(
Reanna: I still do...but i'm scared to marry him..
Trench: But it's a living cave!
[#] Samme has entered the Dark Realm.
Reanna: Yes I know but I dont want to stay in this...dark realm....all the time...i wanna take him to see my friends...they'd be scared of this place
Samme: ['Lo.]
Trench: Well, see, I'm one that remains here, too. But, by my own will, rather than because this is what I am. But, it's my home.
[#] WONDERWOMAN =D has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: (Forgive the current insanity. It's just been an amusing day.)
Reanna: .... :-( .... I guess I have no one that loves me then..
Reanna: ( dont worry about it, i have insanity 24/7! )
Trench: Well, I told you that from the beginning.
Reanna: But you can love if you want to..
Trench: But that's why I can't! Because I don't want to.
Reanna: Well, I don't know why I am even bothering if you already have a wife . . .Wonderwomen. . .
Reanna wonders why he doesn't WANT to love..
Trench: No, no... She was just an insane intruder.
Reanna: Like I am?
Boursier thinks it's because Reanna has down syndrome.
Reanna twitches and slaps Boursier
Trench: A little bit, yes.
Reanna: okay then...i guess i'll go since everyone hates me..and i cant convince you to want to love..
Trench: That was... Strange...
Samme walked into the room quietly, and took a seat on the stone bench near the center of the aisle. She looked up to see Trench speaking with someone she didn't recognise; which, in itself, wasn't unusual, as she didn't know many people in the Realm yet. She wore the same outfit she'd worn the day before, but there were subtle differences; the bindings, apparently, had been removed, and she was breathing freely. There was colour in her cheeks, and even the ghost of a smile on her face.
[ Reanna whispers, "goodbye, i hope you have a good life.. " to you. ]
[ You whisper "Well thank you, I hope you do, too." to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "okay...bye... :-(" to you. ]
Trench offers a warm smile towards Samme, "You do appear different, lass... You seem a bit more comfortable."
[ Reanna whispers, "well tell dark i said goodbye he's not talking to me.." to you. ]
[#] Reanna has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "He gets distracted, being a Realm and all..." to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "lol well tell him to whisper me if he still wants to get married.." to you. ]
[ You whisper "You still want to marry the cave?" to Reanna. ]
[ Reanna whispers, "yes because i care for him as well as you" to you. ]
[ You whisper "I see..." to Reanna. ]
[#] Samme has left the Dark Realm.
[ Reanna whispers, "okay.." to you. ]
Trench: Or not...
Trench reposts?
Samme: [Thanks.]
[#] Samme has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench offers a warm smile towards Samme, "You do appear different, lass... You seem a bit more comfortable."
Samme gave him a wry smile, and shrugged her shoulders. "Aye," she replied. "Tis easier to look more comfortable when ye c'n breathe." As if to empathise this, she drew a deep breath, and stretched a bit. "'Ow're ye this morn?" she asked, after resuming her comfortable slouch on the stone bench.
Trench looks towards teh entrance to the room, as if remembering, "Well, it's been a bit insane.." He shrugs absently before his gaze returns to the lass, "Otherwise, fairly quiet, for the time. I must say, you do look considerably better in this fashion.."
Samme blushed, and self consciously crossed her arms over her chest; though she wasn't particularly 'noticable' beneath her tunic, it had been a long while since she'd been out of her disguise, and it would take a bit of getting used to. "Thank you," she replied, looking up to face him.
Trench chuckles as he notices the reaction. "Will take awhile to adapt to the new idea, I take it? So, you say you're seventeen... How long have you been on the road hiding?"
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Samme had to think about that for a moment, and shrugged her shoulders. "Dunnae, a year and a half, two years?" she replied, obviously not sure of exactly how long she'd been gone. Her accent, too, would be a clue; it was from the far southern climes of Kasuria, and would have taken her quite a while to make the trek to the Realm on foot.
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Trench nods slightly, "I can understand that... It must be annoying. It's good to have you here... I trust everyone around has been at least decent to you. Has there been anything you've been desiring?"
(You see Samme.)
> A youth sits quietly in a corner nearby, breathing shallowly; it seems that something is restricting chest movement rather harshly. The teenager's hair falls down to rest neatly just below the shoulderblades, but gives no hint as to the sex of the furre. The young adult's face could be called very feminine, but the straight body would make one question again; and the clothing was masculine, right down to the soft leather boots and the cap dropped carelessly atop short, brown curls. [Female]
Samme chuckled softly, and shook her head. "Neh, I rather enjoyed the time alone, after awhile," she replied. The first few months had been hell; she'd been terrified and grieving for her entire clan while she ran, but after time went on, the pain had become less. She remembered briefly the day she'd woken in the dead of night to the scent of smoke and the sounds of her family screaming, and then running for all she was worth. "Nae," she replied after shaking her head to clear it. "I dunnae need any'thing, most of what I need I carry with me," she continued, holding up her small leather satchel.
Trench quirks a brow as he eyes the satchel curiously, "Truly? I suppose after a couple of years of travelling light, you learn to get used to such things. Still, should you decide there's something more that you seek... I even offer employment."
Samme lifted an eyebrow curiously, and looked a little interested. "Aye, I learned early on to carry only what I couldnae live wi'out. What sort of employment?" she asked, tilting her head to the side.
Trench shrugs a bit absently, "That really depends on what you're good at..."
[#] Yanaho Yunasi has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Yanaho Yunasi.)
> Five feet, nine inches in height, this femme looms over most other femmes. Dressed in heavy armor, she is often prepared for battle, and looks to be a very strong female fighter. She carries her weapons of death on her back, and a shield of life at her side.
[#] Malnificent has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Malnificent.)
> A devil and a scholar; dark fur and long, spidersilk hair grows on this tall wolf, an expression of bored superiority painted on his face. Crystal spectacles rest over ember-red eyes. His black and silver robes flow like liquid shadow over honed steel, and two long horns jut from his forehead. A large book always in his left arm, a golden chain always looped around his right claw.
Samme couldn't help but chuckle wryly, and shook her head. "Running," she replied, meeting his eyes with dry humour. Though, even that could be taken as something- she could run messages, and she was quick when her breathing wasn't hindered as severely as it had been the past few months.
Malnificent observes for the moment. Don't mind him[]
Trench nods slightly, "Running... That... Well, that does kind of limit the options, doesn't it?"
(You see Samme.)
> A youth sits quietly in a corner nearby, breathing shallowly; it seems that something is restricting chest movement rather harshly. The teenager's hair falls down to rest neatly just below the shoulderblades, but gives no hint as to the sex of the furre. The young adult's face could be called very feminine, but the straight body would make one question again; and the clothing was masculine, right down to the soft leather boots and the cap dropped carelessly atop short, brown curls. [Female]
Samme shrugged her shoulders again, and considered. "Well, before I ran, I was being trained as all girls are, to be the perfect wife to a son in one of the neighboring clans.. The only thing I did on my own was to learn to ride. I can sew, cook, clean, and look after people- at least, I could before I ran. It's been awhile," she said, and moved up to sit a little closer, so that she could hear him easier.
Samme: [I swear, I'm gonna kick my isp if this keeps up...]
Trench smirks slightl as he replies, "So, you can run and you can be a good wife, eh?"
Yanaho Yunasi sat quietly on one of the stone benches, bending her legs and wrapping her arms around them, resting her chin upon her knees. She listened quietly to those about the room, but mostly kept her attention on Trench, her ear twitching ocassionally.
[#] Jier has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Samme rolled her eyes, and shook her head. "Nae if ye'd listened tae m'mother," she replied ruefully. She didn't seem to notice anyone else in the room; another thing she was good at was focusing. "She swore I'd be th'ruin o the family if given my own rein," she replied, grinning.
Malnificent waves at Jier.[]
Trench: And, as it turns out, it was a group of attackers that ruined the family... Ah, so you do the cooking, sewing... This Realm doesn't often seem to require a great deal of regular domestic talents, but... I wager your talents will find use. Particularly in the cooking area. Just about everyone eats, y'know.
Malnificent is Phitz/Hestern/Cameron LaFey.[]
[#] kagome higoraishi has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench is Trench...
Jier is soon to be playing Aurrin, soon as the Mechanics for him is done.
Samme chuckled, and nodded her head. "Aye, I'd imagine everyone would have tae eat. I dunnae if they'd appreciate my flavour of cooking, though; nae many have a taste for the rich spices of the south. I could give it a go, if ye like though," she replied. "And I could learn something else, if my cooking isnae satisfactory."
Jier: (Its hard Trench, hard to try and think of something that hasn't already been done to death by evil lite assholes already for a new character concept. =/)
Trench: Hm, of that I'm certain... Though, I don't forsee you becomming a kind of warrior for this place, but... That'll be alright.
Trench: (Nah, it's easy... You think up a typical charecter, then provide it with an interesting twist or two.)
Malnificent is a new concept, and is evil.[]
[#] Aurrin has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see kagome higoraishi.)
>
Samme: [I've got a character who's so mundane, she's unique =P]
Trench: (Yeah, who has mundane, anymore?)
(You see Aurrin.)
>
Malnificent: (Mudane chars are the best. Killian O'Keating is the ultimate mundane char.)
Jier: (Aurrin's going to be mundane in the beginning of his RP. He's actually an aspect character I'm wanting to build a solid roleplay around.)
Malnificent: (The only way to have solid RP anymore, I've found, is to introduce a dice/levelling system.)
Samme lifted an eyebrow again, but nodded her head slowly. "Nae, I'm nae good at fighting," she replied, shivering at the memory of the last battle she'd seen.
[#] Aurrin has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: (Really? I've liked my RP, and have never used dice or leveling...)
Samme: [I've never used the dice/levelling system, it's always been like a storyline.]
Malnificent: (I don't know... I just find that RP without a central plot dies away fast.)
Jier: (I have as well, sadly too many newbs want to start out all-powerful anymore. There is no development.)
[#] Boursier has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench nods slightly, "Well, that's perfectly fine. We have plenty of warriors... We need others. Tell me, are you familiar with any forms of entertainment."
Jier: (http://s7.invisionfree.com/DreamFactory/index.php?showtopic=1 Going to overhall that tonight but thats the basics of the storyline I'm doing with Aurrin. -- Which reminds me I need to finnish Dream Factory that I'm sitting here on my laurals doing nothing.)
Samme lifted an eyebrow, and considered for a moment. "Entertainment.. I c'n play a flute, an' I c'n read," she replied, wondering dimly what that had to do with anything.
kagome higoraishi: ???
Trench quirks a brow, shaking his head a bit, "Perhaps the flute, but I meant more for public entertainment... Not merely the ability to entertain yourself..."
[#] kagome higoraishi has left the Dark Realm.
Yanaho Yunasi smiled a bit as she listened to those around her. It was interesting the kinds of things one learns when they open their ears. And speaking of ears, hers itched. She lifted a paw to scratch the back of her right ear, eyes closing slightly.
[#] Malnificent has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Cameron LaFey has entered the Dark Realm.
Cameron LaFey: (Sorry to interupt, but this RP looks fun and promising. Would any mind if I joined in?)
Trench: (Not at all.)
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Samme shook her head. "What d'ye mean, exactly?" she asked, shifting to sit more comfortably. It would bear in mind to remember that when she was fifteen, she'd run, and hadn't had much world training.
Cameron LaFey-- The rhythmic tamping of boots against the stone floor gradually grew louder, heralding the arrival of yet another creature into this court of dark stone. His eyes sharp and cold, his coat furling around his legs with each step, Cameron enters, stopping at the portal into the room and rapping his silver-furred knuckles, once, upon the stone of the archway.
Trench tilts his head a bit, his eyes a bit in thought as he replies, "Some dance... Some entertain via humor... Some do... Other things... I'm guessing you may not have had much time while on the road to do much in the way of catching performances and such. While running for one's life, I could see that being entertained isn't high priority.
[#] VelvetCullen has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see VelvetCullen.)
> My name is Velvet and I'm a Cambion. Cambion is a being of an offspring from a Cubi seed and born by a mortal being. I am also a twin to my bestfriend, Satin. There is really not much to say, due to being a Cambion... [Bi] [Yiffy] [Whisper friendly] [HRTTwin sister: Satin Cullen HRT] [Owner: Amethyst Magic] [Might think I have another sister: Black Cullen] [Single] [ For more info go here http://profiles.yahoo.com/velvet_cullen]
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[ You whisper "" to VelvetCullen. ]
Yanaho Yunasi lifts her head a bit and turns to look over her shoulder upon someone's entrance, eyes falling upon Cameron LeFey. She gives a nod in greeting, though it no doubt went unnoticed, and turned her head back forward, resting her chin on her knees once more.
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "Me?! NO! I just got here!" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to VelvetCullen. ]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "I'm no slave, but a pet to someone. A pet is totally different from a slave." to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to VelvetCullen. ]
Samme chuckled dryly, and shook her head. "Nae, it was more along the lines of just get as far away from them as I could," she replied. "I'm easily amused, it seems, by simply staying alive. And reading's always come second nature tae me... I could tell stories, perhaps?" she suggested.
Trench shrugs a bit, "Perhaps... It does present a few possibilities, I believe..." His attention is then drawn towards the lad coming through the doorway. He offers a brief nod of greetings, "Hello?"
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "It's ok, but this is how you could tell. Slave can be treated anyway you wish to treat them, but Pet you treat them like a friend, a companion, someone to depend on, just like a pokemon you can say. :P" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to VelvetCullen. ]
Cameron LaFey threads his arms over his chest, nodding in return. "I do apologize for having so rudely barged in," his tone of voice, however, implies that he really does not care, "but as there were no warding spells or guards around, I assumed that I could wander about freely. I was wondering if a noble such as yourself might not be able to supply me with some information about... my past acquaintances?"
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "Well, I'm only a pet and nothing else to my owner. I could never be a slave because it would never work for me. I can't take being mistreated or all that type of stuff." to you. ]
Samme nodded her head, and followed Trench's eyes towards Cameron. She lifted an eyebrrow at the gray male's words, and nodded again, as if to herself. "I'll leave ye be tae yer business," she murmured softly, and quickly slipped through the door behind the thrones. Apparently, she was still quite wary of strangers; especially those whose colouring was that of the clan that had slaughtered her own.
Samme: [Last posts?]
Cameron LaFey does not seem to pay the girl any mind. [<--- last post]
Trench nods slightly, a smirk drawing upon his lips, "Aye, I can... Perhaps... But, first, there is a price to pay for the discussion..."
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "NOW I remember you!" to you. ]
[ Samme whispers, "I'll come back a little later, there's not much more Samme can do at the moment." to you. ]
Cameron LaFey nods again, eyebrows rising. "Well then, name it. I assure you that my resources are more than likely good for it." The slightest hint of exasperration slips into his dark, rich voice.
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with samme! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[#] Samme has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Nyarlathotep has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench chuckles as he nods, "I'm certain this can be arranged. Please, follow me... As well as any others that are curious." With that, he steps from the throne room.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench: Familiar with the game?
(You see Yanaho Yunasi.)
> Five feet, nine inches in height, this femme looms over most other femmes. Dressed in heavy armor, she is often prepared for battle, and looks to be a very strong female fighter. She carries her weapons of death on her back, and a shield of life at her side.
Cameron LaFey raises his eyebrows again. "Of?"
Trench smirks as he steps back, moving to kick the red ball about a bit, "Soccer."
Cameron LaFey cannot help but grin, arms crossed over his chest again. "I assure you that you will win. I'm not as limber or as coordinated as I used to be."
Cameron LaFey makes a small gesture toward the red ball.
[ Yanaho Yunasi whispers, "[:chuckles: You do this with everyone, don't ya? ;-)]" to you. ]
[ Cameron LaFey whispers, "Cameron LaFey used some quick, magical detection. Anything magical in the area?" to you. ]
Trench shrugs as he points towards the lass, "You may have a team mate... Besides, I don't require you to win... Merely to play."
Yanaho Yunasi watches the two, smiling with interest.
[ You whisper "(The area in general has a slight magic sense, but then, you get that through the entire Realm. The main detection of magic comes from Trench, himself. Nothing more seems unusual.)" to Cameron LaFey. ]
(You see Jier.)
> Human, for the most part- plain white flesh covered by silken robes each baring an intertwining pattern of silver and gold runes; arcane words presenting themselves into a hybrid mix of new and old dialects. Burbandy tuffy ears upon head swivel, hinting upon some felinesque qualities still within. New atributes: massive right hand hand baring a single dark jewel within tainted flesh; crude demonic symbols tatooed into it. Soo delightfully evil.
Cameron LaFey shakes his head, and finally seems to relax. With a few deft motions he removes his wool coat and lays it carefully upon the ground. He is clothed in a black tunic of fine linen, the sleeves rooled up, and black trousers and boots. "No, no, that is quite alright. Indeed, I will play. To what score?" He strides forward and comes to stop in front of the ball. Grace is definitely in his steps, but his body is very slender.
Cameron LaFey: (Nyar and Nyarlathotep... are they one in the same?)
Trench shrugs as he moves back a bit, "I require one goal... If you wish more than that, I find it perfectly acceptable. I will permit you to decide that."
(You see Nyarlathotep.)
> Tall, sinister, and swarthy is the blasphemy Nyarlathotep. The beast is elegantly clad in a kneecoat of less-than-palatable colors: the gruesome hue of ash and mud, with matching trousers and boots. Despite looking fairly humanoid, his eyes give way to an indescribable realm of terror, and his left hand seems to be made of segmented bronze. In his wake, the screams of otherworldly nightmares tread, and all rest vanishes.
Nyarlathotep: (No. Both are extremely different from one an other.)
Yanaho Yunasi glances up at Jier before looking back at the spectical.
Cameron LaFey shakes his head, crouching just a little. "Very well... one goal. When do we start?"
Trench looks about the field, "Is there any other wanting to join in?"
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "I have a feeling you do not remember me." to you. ]
Nyarlathotep stands, present, indeed, but unmoving and quite uncaring to what might unfold. He doesn't speak, as he seems not to care right now.
Yanaho Yunasi smiles. She would stay out of this game, but perhaps would join some other time.
[ You whisper "The name is familiar... But I do run into a large number of people..." to VelvetCullen. ]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "*hint* I'm the Cambion. AKA half Succubi." to you. ]
Cameron LaFey looks around. "I take it we are alone in this game."
[ You whisper "Ah! Now I remember! Your sister was here, too. It's been awhile." to VelvetCullen. ]
Trench shrugs, "Appears so... Your get first kick."
[ Cameron LaFey whispers, "I just thought of something... does Trench has True Sight?" to you. ]
[ Cameron LaFey whispers, "As an ability he can employ?" to you. ]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "Along while. I do not have my sister anymore. But I do got a twin now." to you. ]
[ You whisper "(He can, but often doesn't. He depends on certain... Other senses, more frequently.)" to Cameron LaFey. ]
[ You whisper "Oh? What happened to your sister?" to VelvetCullen. ]
[ Cameron LaFey whispers, "Lol. Never mind. I was thinking of having Cameron creat an illusory ball to go flying off in another direction, but he wouldn't really do that ICly." to you. ]
[#] Jier has left the Dark Realm.
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "She disapeared one day and never came back. I miss her terribly... But nothing would bring her back...." to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Ah, when dealing with items in the Realm, he has a bit more than True Sight, but I won't go into that, now.)" to Cameron LaFey. ]
[ You whisper "That is most unfortunate." to VelvetCullen. ]
[ Cameron LaFey whispers, "So are we posting while playing soccer, or just working our Avatars." to you. ]
[ Cameron LaFey whispers, "?" to you. ]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "Yeah, but like I said. I got my twin this time and I'm not going to let this one leave. " to you. ]
Nyarlathotep's mouth opens to gesticulate. "This is all fun and games until the horseman of the apocalypse comes riding in." His robes then lay flat, despite the possible winds in this area. "I come here with reason..."
[ You whisper "(Just the avatars...)" to Cameron LaFey. ]
Cameron LaFey nods, walks forward, and looks down at the ball as though it had suddenly sprouted tentacles and eyes. After a few moments he steps back, takes aim, and rushes forward, sending his left toe at the ball and hammering it as hard as he can.
Trench looks to Nyar, "None get a meeting without first playing a round..."
Trench: It's alright, I beat everyone.
Trench sits upon the ball, "So, what was your question?"
[ You whisper "Twin... Male or fem?" to VelvetCullen. ]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "Sister." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Much like yourself?" to VelvetCullen. ]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "We look totally alike! Just that I'm darker and she is lighter." to you. ]
Cameron LaFey laughs as he trots up, the invigorating feeling of physical activity seeming to make him livlier. "Oh, just wondering if you knew what a few residents of these lands were up to. I'm sure you know many of them... particularly I am interested in Fatalia and a drow named Memorix."
[ You whisper "Does she have the same desire for... Passion as yourself?" to VelvetCullen. ]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "People also mistaken her as for me or me as for her. It is hilirious and fun yo have her around. ^^" to you. ]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "For what?" to you. ]
Cameron LaFey: If, of course, you even -know- of these beings.
Nyarlathotep: ...Perhaps those are things that should be inquisited to me.
Nyarlathotep is, the all-knowing, afterall.
Trench rubs his chin absently, sitting in thought for a moment. His breath seems a bit heavy, as he attempts to catch it. His gaze shifts towards Nyar, his brow quirked in curiosity, "And what is it you know of these two?"
[ You whisper "Hrm... How to put it..." to VelvetCullen. ]
Cameron LaFey turns an eye to Nyar, a bright silver eyebrow arched in question. "If you would be so kind as to answer, then...?"
[#] Bazile_Not has entered the Dark Realm.
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "Please be foreward with me, don't need to be shy in what you say." to you. ]
[ You whisper "I just like to uphold my diplomatic abilities and appearances... Does your twin long for lustful actions as much as I remember you desiring such?" to VelvetCullen. ]
Nyarlathotep's form is non-moving. His mouth does not even part to let him speak. The ominous, deep voice seems to come out of nowhere, in reality. "But first, there are numerous things which you must do for me in return; my knowledge is not free."
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "I don't need those anymore. Due to knowing I got it already. I'm also stronger than my twin, I am like the supporter for her, due to her not being able to even help herself." to you. ]
Cameron LaFey sighs, shaking his head. "Primes, you are about the fifth person to tell me that today." He begins to massage his temples. "Very well, Subtle-One... proceed."
[#] Bazile_Not has left the Dark Realm.
Trench rolls his eyes before looking back to Cameron, "Actually, one of my men is quite familiar with the two that you had mentioned..."
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[ You whisper "What is a sucubus without the need for lust?" to VelvetCullen. ]
Nyarlathotep: Familiarity does not reveal all hidden doors, shadowlyng.
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "I'm Cambion, NOT succubus." to you. ]
Yanaho Yunasi crosses her arms over her chest as she watches the two, her ear twitching a bit.
Cameron LaFey nods at Trench, actually grinning. His grey eyes seem to have softened since his arrival and he threads his arms over his chest again. "That is very true, actually.
Trench looks back towards Nyar, annoyance beginning to show before replying, though looking to Nyar, speaking to Cameron, "My mistaken... He knows of who you speak of and is able to help you with what you seek..."
Cameron LaFey nods at Trench, and then regards Nyar again. "Very well... what would you ask of me?"
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "I only needed lust and beauty to just steal souls and energy to keep me alive. But I'm able to do so and control myself also." to you. ]
Cameron LaFey sees how many times he can start a post with "Cameron LaFey nods at Trench".[]
[ You whisper "Needed... Meaning you don't need it, now?" to VelvetCullen. ]
Yanaho Yunasi chuckles[]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "A genie gave me a staff that I could store energy within it. So I got it half full at the moment, so I can use it when I'm really hungry and such. " to you. ]
[ You whisper "Well, that does lessen your amusement quality, doesn't it?" to VelvetCullen. ]
Nyarlathotep: There is a certain artifact which I wish recovered. One with extreme power. One which I will present soon to a kingdom among these lands. Your mission is to retreive this artifact from the house which I will present it to.
Nyarlathotep: ...They might offer resistance.
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "No, it gives me time to pick out new victims and have fun with my friends at the same time." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Hrm... So, you do still need it, just not as much as you once did..." to VelvetCullen. ]
Cameron LaFey struggles very much to not smile to the point of looking ridiculous. "That is fine. Resistance in these lands is a way of life. Give me the location of the house, the articfact's appearance, and any dangers that you know of... and consider it done."
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "Yes, when you met me. I was hungry, very hungry and I would of did anything to get it. But now I'm pretty much in good balance." to you. ]
Yanaho Yunasi stood and crept forward a bit, finding another place to sit down, and doing so.
[#] Chris Thief has entered the Dark Realm.
Nyarlathotep: This is a test, to be quite fair. I will present this artifact to a house in these lands throughout the day. You will receive further contact when it is infact presented.
[ You whisper "That's a shame..." to VelvetCullen. ]
Nyarlathotep: ...It will appear as a mere scroll incased in a leather scabbard. The Yellowed Papyrus.
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "How is it a shame my lord?" to you. ]
Cameron LaFey cants his head. "You are sending me on an errand to retrieve a scroll that you hide in the first place? For what reason are you testing me, if I may ask?"
[ You whisper "I always find amusement with a hungered lust demon... Don't ask why, I guess it's just a thing of mine." to VelvetCullen. ]
Nyarlathotep: Let me just say: not all are worthy of the Crawling Chaos' knowledge.
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "Maybe you're the type of guy that likes a girl to go crazy over you." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Mm, sometimes..." to VelvetCullen. ]
[ You whisper "But, who doesn't?" to VelvetCullen. ]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "Should of taken me and my sister when we was hungry when you had a chance, m'lord." to you. ]
[#] Chris Thief has left the Dark Realm.
Cameron LaFey presents Nyar with a raised eyebrow. "You remind me very much of Choronzon, you know that? Very well then... contact me when you hide the Yellowed Papyrus," he stifles a chuckle, "and consider it passed."
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "I know a few, but I keep myself at ease." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Indeed. A regret I will have to overcome." to VelvetCullen. ]
Cameron LaFey: (*the test, that is.)
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "Well just to let you know, I like my guys aggressive. No one knows that but you now. " to you. ]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[ You whisper "I feel privledged." to VelvetCullen. ]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "you're welcomed." to you. ]
Yanaho Yunasi sighs softly as she listens, hugging her legs as she did before and resting her head on her knees. Eyes darting over to Trench for a moment, she then turns her head and closes them, her hair spilling past her knees. She'd had it in mind to speak with Trench, but it looked like it'd have to wait for a while.
Trench seems actually to be doing nothing at this point, save for sitting upon the red ball, watching the conversation between the two.
[#] Talsier has entered the Dark Realm.
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "Maybe I could forfill your need sometime if you wished it." to you. ]
[ You whisper "I think that would be, at the very least, amusing." to VelvetCullen. ]
Nyarlathotep: Choronzon is my rival, a representation of myself and Azathoth.
Cameron LaFey nods. "Yes, yes, I've heard the entire story before. Chaos and some bleak enternity and the like. Oddly enough, that kind of conversation is normal for me... so then, when can expect you to hide this papyrus?"
[#] Talsier has left the Dark Realm.
Cameron LaFey: And where?
Yanaho Yunasi chewed on her lip for a moment and crept forward, kneeling next to Trench and whispering into his ear.
Nyarlathotep: You will be presented with more information as the day passes.
[ Yanaho Yunasi whispers, "M'Lord... of the matter we spoke of the other day..?" to you. ]
Nyarlathotep: ...For now, I must depart.
Trench nods slightly as he places a paw upon the lass's knee, "Aye?"
Cameron LaFey nods. "I may have to return later for this quest, however, as I have a few things to accomplish. But I will return, so do not fret." He smiles.
Nyarlathotep's entity departs in the same nefarious way as it came - a blur of blinding light, whilst his shadow dissapears completely, leaving that bit of blighted land upon the floor where he once stood. The grass seemed to have died out.
[ Yanaho Yunasi whispers, "I.. I wish it to be done.. and um... There is another matter that I.. wish to discuss with you." to you. ]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "I feel like I worked you up for some reason...." to you. ]
[#] Nyarlathotep has left the Dark Realm.
Cameron LaFey: My goodness. I am glad that such interesting people still exist. I was growing worried that they had all died away.
Cameron LaFey: Anyways... what information do -you- have in regards to the people in question?
Trench stands as he nods to the lass, "Alright, one moment, then." He looks towards Cameron, "What information is it you seek?"
[ You whisper "Oh, perhaps a bit..." to VelvetCullen. ]
Cameron LaFey shrugs. "Whereabouts, mostly."
Cameron LaFey: Especially Memorix.
Trench: Well, they spend a bit of time, here. I suppose they work under Micheru, if I'm not mistaken...
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "A bit, huh? Makes me wonder how much if I continued talking to you in a way I did to make you feel like that." to you. ]
Cameron LaFey nods. "Micheru. Yes, I have heard of him. Who all works under Micheru now, if I may ask?"
[ You whisper "Oh, you haven't done near as much damage as I imagine you are capable of..." to VelvetCullen. ]
Trench shrugs, "I leave that business to him. He works for me. I tell him what to do, he takes his men and does it. I don't worry about the details. I have too many other things to distract me."
Cameron LaFey nods. "And such is the mark of a fine leader. Tell me whereabouts these people stay, if you would not mind..."
Trench chuckles, "The tavern, typically... Ah, most members of the Realm tend to remain here, as they can. The throne room seems to be a popular hang out point, when they're not out working. I think Micheru also has his own place that he sometimes operates out of."
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "All you have to do is wish it and I would have the pleasure in pleasing you. But if not, then I could hold back and leave you be." to you. ]
[ You whisper "I would never wish against such things." to VelvetCullen. ]
Cameron LaFey nods yet again. "Very well then. I shall be off." He moves to his coat and throws is around his shoulders. "I appreciate the information," he calls, buttoning the garment.
Trench: Heh, aye... And I didn't send you on an interesting errand for it.
Cameron LaFey: Thank you for that. *and with this, he walks off.*
Trench turns to the lass, "Now... What was this other issue you spoke of?"
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "Sad, you are also the first I gave these types of options to. But I feel that I'm a bother now, so I'll leave you be." to you. ]
[#] Cameron LaFey has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "Why would you ever feel as though you are a burden?" to VelvetCullen. ]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "I feel like I'm trying to get you into something that you wish not to be in. So I would leave you be for being what I am." to you. ]
[#] Bex Huntress has entered the Dark Realm.
Yanaho Yunasi's ears fold back, her brow furrowing with a look of concern, "M'Lord.. something happened the other day. I was wandering about another tavern when I came across Ka'al." She lowers her head, completely avoiding his gaze, "I know he'll torture me beyond the likes I could even dream.. he told me himself that he would if I didn't do as he said... but I cannot betray a friend, especially one that has been so kind as you. He branded me.. wants me to gain your trust and betray you at the very last moment." She lifts her head a bit, as though to make eye contact, but pauses just before, "What shall I do..?"
[ You whisper "Lass, no furre speaks to me in ways I do not wish it. If I had such problems with it, you would certainly know. No, I rather appreciate such things..." to VelvetCullen. ]
[#] Bex Huntress has left the Dark Realm.
Trench chuckles as he shakes his head, "Ka'al is an annoyance, and nothing more... I don't mind his tactics, but I don't like him attacking others... Don't worry, once you transform, you will be able to release the brand, as you form your own body to your liking. As of him... Go ahead and humor him. It will keep him from attacking you. It will also leave us open some options to returning the favor that he has given you."
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "I must admit, I have nothing else to say. I did bump into you and your friends, so I sorta have the feeling I'm being a bother still." to you. ]
Yanaho Yunasi blinks and finally meets his gaze, "Favor..? What favor has he given me, M'Lord? I do not understand." She shakes her head.
Trench was seeming a bit 'sarcastic' in his words. Still, he explains, "The favor of branding you... Of threatening you... These things we shall repay him for."
[ You whisper "Ah, most of them are gone." to VelvetCullen. ]
[ You whisper "Nothing more to say, though...?" to VelvetCullen. ]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "VelvetCullen goes silent due to having nothing to say anymore, all she could do was just smile and give a nod." to you. ]
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[ You whisper "I really had thought one of your nature was more exercised in the ways of seduction..." to VelvetCullen. ]
Yanaho Yunasi smiles brightly and gets on all fours, bowing low, not as much for formalities as for her thanks, "Thank you, M'Lord! I will never forget this." She sits up and nearly hugs him, but restrains herself from doing so.
Trench leans over, presenting a gentle kiss upon your cheek before whispering into your ear, "Now... Let us give you your change..."
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "That is for a succubi or inncubi. But I am Cambion. If I was hungry enough, I could seduce someone, but I'm not in that state at the moment. I'm pretty much inbetween." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Which is why I had said earlier... Unfortunate." to VelvetCullen. ]
[#] Boursier has left the Dark Realm.
Yanaho Yunasi smiles brightly and nods, biting her lower lip.
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "But I doubt you would allow me to take advantage of you." to you. ]
Yanaho Yunasi: [Sorry for the delayed replies, my little brother is buggin' me ^^;]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench sits back and closes his eyes, nodding only a bit as the shadows around the area begin to draw to him. "Now, just relax..."
Yanaho Yunasi sits up and tries to relax, finding herself trembling a bit.
[ You whisper "You may be surprised..." to VelvetCullen. ]
Trench, eyes still closed, leans forward, his lips pressing softly against your neck. He whispers, first, "As I said, perhaps there's another method, but it's... A bit more crude..." With that, his fangs dig into your throat, piercing the skin, perhaps a bit painfully.
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "So you are saying... If I was to go up to you, grab your hands and push you onto your back, sit on you then push down on your hips hard. Push your hands over your head and just mess around with your body... You would allow that?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "I'm a bit surprised at the very comment. I could just imagine how I'd react should such a thing happen... Mm, it does seem a bit... Tempting..." to VelvetCullen. ]
Yanaho Yunasi's eyes widen and she cries out a bit, voice breaking and wraps her arms around his torso, her trembling slows, but doesn't stop.
Trench's fangs remove from the wound, and his mouth starts to suck upon the opening. The darkness that summons to him continues to surround, though now extending to the lass he now clings to, as well. He continues to suck upon the blood, beginning to drain the body...
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "VelvetCullen sits on his lap, then forces him onto his back while catching his hands and placing them over his head. "Tempting? Or do you want it? Those two words seem to get mixed up sometimes." begins to stradle herself on him." to you. ]
Trench lays there, indeed as surprised as would be expected. He smirks up to you, offering a slight wink, "I'm not struggling, am I?
Trench: (Heh, wow... Wrong window)
Trench: (How embarressing...)
Yanaho Yunasi loses her breath and looks at him with slightly hazed eyes, opening her mouth to say something, but doesn't find the strength to speak.
Yanaho Yunasi: [Hehe, don't worry about it :-)]
[ You whisper "Trench lays there, indeed as surprised as would be expected. He smirks up to you, offering a slight wink, "I'm not struggling, am I?" to VelvetCullen. ]
Trench's shadows continue to swirl about you, touching you with the cold tendrils, the blood draining through you, emptying. A sharp solid type of shadow streams across your wrist, slicing at it. Then, the same happens to the other side, opening your bloodline to their invasion as they begin to move into you, replacing the blood that had previously flowed through.
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "VelvetCullen smirks as she pushed her hips down in a playful buck against his own, her hands gripping tightly onto his before she released his hands and laid on him. "Aren't you a charmer." giggles." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Trench's hips move up against you, temptingly, his now freed paws move around your body, holding you against himself, "And you are the tempting one..." to VelvetCullen. ]
Yanaho Yunasi extends her claws as the darkness seeps in, bearing her teeth slightly as her mouth drops open. Another small cry escapes her lips as she closes her eyes.
Trench's tongue slips from his mouth, softly carressing your neck, the opening, as his mouth begins to seperate from you, having taken as much blood from you as possible. The shadows continue to move through you, merging with you, becomming a part of you. Still, he holds you against his body, comfortingly.
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "VelvetCullen began to shift her hips against you, causing you to rock a little due to her rough pressing against by her hips. "Mmmhmmnn..." grins as she began to stroke the back of her palm against your jaw caressingly." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Trench's excitement can certainly be felt as your press against him. "You are quite the tease... If I weren't wearing clothing..." He leaves the thought as it is. A smirk revealling as he leans up to lick at your chin. His paw moves down your body, softly stroking along you." to VelvetCullen. ]
Yanaho Yunasi starts to gain her breath back, and whispers, "G-God..!" Her grip tightens around him slightly and her head slowly tilts down to rest on his shoulder.
Trench's shadows begin to finish up as they stream through your body, healing the wound upon the wrist as they go. He kisses, again, at your neck, in an attempt to comfort you. With that, he and his shadows release you and move back, only a little, but still well within your reach.
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "VelvetCullen continued shifting against your hips, yet pressing down harder onto your light bulging, she suddening grinded her hips down against you and repeated over in the shiftings. "If you weren't wearing clothing? What do you mean?" she was a tease and loved it, then gave you a quick lick to your lips before pushing her chest down onto yours." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Trench releases a slight growl of amusement, his own body arching ever so slightly, to press back up against you in response. One paw reaches around you, grasping firmly upon your ass. The other reaches around the back of your head, pulling you to press his lips upon your own, licking at your lips. Once released, he replies, "It's been awhile since I've been able to... Mm, can I keep you?" to VelvetCullen. ]
[#] Abaddon Woodmyrk has entered the Dark Realm.
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[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Yanaho Yunasi breathes heavily, and sighs, whispering, "Beautiful.." She reaches a paw out to the shadows, her other arm still wrapped around his torso.
[#] Boursier has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: (http://geocities.com/twolfhound/shadows.txt)
Yanaho Yunasi: [:clicky!:]
Yanaho Yunasi: [hehe\
[#] Boursier has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: (It's a log that helped to explain what a shadowlyng is...)
[#] Felix Saturos has entered the Dark Realm.
Yanaho Yunasi: [Alright :-) Thank you]
Trench leans back a bit, looking upon you as he responds simply, "Yes... You are..."
[#] Jahana has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
Yanaho Yunasi smiles warmly and blushes, crimson painting the surface of her cheeks as she meets his gaze, "M'Lord.. I shall forever love you for this gift you've given me.. Thank you..."
Yanaho Yunasi: [:reads over the log: Do I change the color of her fur..?]
[#] Kortech has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: (It would make sense, but is not neccessary. The only other shadowlyng in the land has pale fur.)
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "VelvetCullen gave off a small sweet moan from your grip to her. She closed her eyes as she pushed down harder onto your hips, feeling rather excited from you. She opened her eyes before giving a lick along your lips and gently presses hers against yours, but once she broke free from the kiss she looked at you oddly to what you said. Still feeling melted in your arms, she once more began to shift her hips against you, with a whispering reply. "I'm yours...." using both of her hands and pulled your lips upon her own." to you. ]
Trench nod slightly as he grows quite serious, "And you shall always have a place with me, as you are, in a way, now a part of me..."
Yanaho Yunasi blinks slowly, "A part of you..?"
[#] An ingenious shift is felt within the Realm.
[ You whisper "Trench's arms wrap about you in a full embrace, as if in reply to your words, accepting your kiss, as he delivers his own. His tongue penetrating into your mouth, dancing within you. His body shifts a bit under you, his legs moving to slide against your own." to VelvetCullen. ]
Trench nods slightly, "The shadows that have taken your body... They were of me. I am a being of shadows, much like yourself, now... But, the shadows that are within you were a part of me."
[#] Kortech has left the Dark Realm.
[ Abaddon Woodmyrk whispers, "Where you?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Soccer field." to Abaddon Woodmyrk. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Yanaho Yunasi smiles softly and nods, "I see.. I shall remember that." She lifts her paw and looks at it, the colors of her furr growing darker [Woohoo, now time to change 'er colors. Gimme a second, if you would ^^]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Trench: (Certainly.)
[#] Felix Saturos has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: (She's afk.)
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "VelvetCullen began to press lightly with her hips against yours, just as if to be stroking your bulge with her body. She rotated her tongue along yours, holding a moan back once she began to use her hands to stroke and caress your body, as if to be feeling up against you. " to you. ]
Yanaho Yunasi: [:fixes her colors:]
Abaddon Woodmyrk walkes to the open field. Seeing these two furres there, his face was not showing an neutral emotion but a reall 'angry'/'upset' face. He rose his chest already as he contineud his preparation wich each post he makes on the way. 12/- Probably going to release his current 'rage/fury' on... something or just into the air.
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Yanaho Yunasi has left the Dark Realm.
Yanaho Yunasi: [I should change her hair, shouldn't I..?]
[#] Yanaho Yunasi has entered the Dark Realm.
Yanaho Yunasi: [These colors look a bit awkward..]
[ You whisper "Trench gasps slightly and releases a soft sigh. He shakes his head briefly and states, quite a bit disappointed, "I have to go, dear one..." to VelvetCullen. ]
Abaddon Woodmyrk: (xD)
Abaddon Woodmyrk: (She has golden markings*)
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Yanaho Yunasi: [Gah.. it didn't change.. :fixes:]
Trench: (I really have to be going...)
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "VelvetCullen looks at him sadly, then quickly removes herself off him and sits up "Then you can go." nods her head to him." to you. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Abaddon Woodmyrk will logg off for now also.()
[ You whisper "Trench nods slightly, but not before releasing a smirk, "Don't worry... I eagerly await picking back up with this later on. Agreed?" to VelvetCullen. ]
[#] Abaddon Woodmyrk has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
(You see Yanaho Yunasi.)
> Five feet, nine inches in height, this femme looms over most other femmes. Dressed in heavy armor, she is often prepared for battle, and looks to be a very strong female fighter. She carries her weapons of death on her back, and a shield of life at her side.
Yanaho Yunasi: [Oh, okay..]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Yanaho Yunasi: [:hugs: ^^]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "VelvetCullen blinks oddly then shakes her head. "I fear we might not meet again. Like the last time." shrugs her shoulders." to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Trench: (Alright, until later, then...)
Yanaho Yunasi: [:nods: Sure thing.]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Hm, well, we have met again... I wager we shall another time." to VelvetCullen. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ VelvetCullen whispers, "Goodbye Trench, it was a pleasure in seeing you again." to you. ]

Session closed 2004-12-04 13:09:17



Session started 2004-12-04 19:28:53

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[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
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[ Silinrun's Forest whispers, "Hello" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Greetings?" to Silinrun's Forest. ]
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[ You whisper "Ah, that explains it. I was wondering." to Silinrun's Forest. ]
[ Silinrun's Forest whispers, "XD" to you. ]
[ Silinrun's Forest whispers, "the dreams loaded in the same place near yours if you want to go there that way. Im going AFF now so I can use another alt and continue a RP battle with another" to you. ]
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "Hello sir, I apoligise for the other night, but my computer decided to take a day off..." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Ah, I know how that goes." to Adrien Ravenloch. ]
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "Indeed. =\ Anyway we could arange and Ic meeting, preferably sometime soon?" to you. ]
[*] Your request has been sent to Adrien Ravenloch.
[*] Adrien Ravenloch has accepted your request.
[*] Adrien Ravenloch joins you.
Adrien Ravenloch: [n.n The ball game again]
Trench: (Best way to get a meeting.)
Adrien Ravenloch: [I remember, test to weed out the stupid, or short of attention.]
Trench: (Heh, something like that... That and I like the game.)
Adrien Ravenloch blinks as he spies the apparent leader somewhere out on the playing field. Pausing for a moment to consider what he should do, he shrugs noticably, and steps out onto the field. "Ho, Sir. I hear you hold much sway in these whereabouts, is this the truth?"
Adrien Ravenloch: [Ah, well if'n ya like it, then o'course it's a good test n.n]
Trench chuckles as he shakes his head. He looks to the ground, towards where his feet are knocking about a red ball, "Perhaps... But, if you're interested in playing a round, I can tell ya for certain..."
Adrien Ravenloch grins "O'course sir, nothing better than to go against a man on the field...usually with blades and the intent to kill, but I suppose this should be just as entertaining." Pauses for another moment, the grin fading from his face. "Knock the ball into the other persons area, right?"
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench spins about as he stands and moves back. He offers a slight smirk as he turns back, kicking the ball into the center position, offering a slight nod, "Aye, that's right... I'll let ye have first kick, even."
Adrien Ravenloch grins "Why thankye, I'll need all the help I can muster should I go against one skilled in such sport." With that said...he kicked.
Adrien Ravenloch: Gah n.n[]
Trench nods slightly, once more offering a bit of a smirk, "Don't worry... I always win..."
Adrien Ravenloch grins "I'm sure"
Trench turns to look to the lad, "Did you want to go another round, or have a discussion?"
Adrien Ravenloch shrugs absently "This is amusing...perhaps afterward, I'll need to practice sometime..." Grins broadly" I wanna give you a run for your money sometime."
Trench chuckles, but moves into position, "No better way than to just work at it... Alright, your kick, then."
Adrien Ravenloch nods and takes position. "Let's do it, then."
Adrien Ravenloch: [xD Dial up doesn't help]
Trench: (Ah, no, it certainly doesn't.)
Trench: (If it helps, first time I played, I was on dial up...)
Adrien Ravenloch: [xD It doesn't]
Trench: (Heh... Well, I hate to do this, but I owe you one meeting. But, now, dinner is calling me...)
[#] Katmandu has entered the Dark Realm.
Adrien Ravenloch: [Mkay]
Adrien Ravenloch: [Lemme know when you're back and we'll continue]
Trench: (Indeed.)
Trench moves off to the side, for the meantime.
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[&] (8:07:11 PM) Away mode set.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Adrien Ravenloch: [brb rebooting]
[#] Adrien Ravenloch has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Zell Kioso has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Zell Kioso has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Adrien Ravenloch has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
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[#] Clifton Chenier has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Clifton Chenier.)
> I want to live. I want to love. I want to CHA, CHA, CHA.
[#] Clifton Chenier has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: Teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
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* You've discovered Imaginarium. Play here follows the Consent Rule. As it's more of a back-stage area, feel free to discuss in-character, "IC", action and upload roleplay-oriented Dreams. The Imaginarium has entrances to two additional main areas suited for roleplaying, Theriopolis and Goldwyn. Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream. (Dream by Sidereal, Talzhemir and Emerald Flame)
juggalo mc squirrel: jaaaaaaaaaaaames?
(You see Cec Calabrian.)
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[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "Back" to you. ]
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[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
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Trench: Teleport, forest!
[#] A peaceful shift is felt within the Realm.
Adrien Ravenloch: [Ello]
Trench: (Mornin'.)
Trench: (Where were we?)
Adrien Ravenloch: [Ack, my comp didn't like going idle >.<]
Adrien Ravenloch: [repost if'n ya posted please]
Trench: (Where were we?)
Adrien Ravenloch: [After a game]
Trench smirks, "Well, that's a two to nothing score... Want to try again?"
Adrien Ravenloch sighs and shakes his head, letting it hang low in mock dispair. "No, no. I know when I've been bested. I guess I'll have to practice against someone else for a while..." Shrugs and looks up, dropping his charade and grining broadly "I was promised an answer as to wether or not you're teh lead man around these parts."
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench chuckles as he stretches out his paw, "Indeed I am. Trench Wolfhound, at your service."
Adrien Ravenloch takes the paw politely, bowing his upper body over his hand slightly. "Adrien Ravenloch, at your service, Sir Trench."
Trench quirks a brow, curious. He seems amused, but offers a slight nod of respect in return, "And I at yours. Which brings me to ask, what is it I may do for you?"
[#] Jier has entered the Dark Realm.
Adrien Ravenloch shrugs absently. "I've recently been wandering, looking for a place where my services might be of use....well I had heard from some Lerdians, that this place nearly declared war on them..well I figured this would be as good a place as any too offer my services."
Trench chuckles as he nods a bit, "Almost declared war? Heh, aye, something like that... At any rate, aye, we're always in need of some decent furres. Though the source that sent you is rather questionable, I'm certain we can look beyond such things."
[#] Marnin Whitedoe has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Marnin Whitedoe has left the Dark Realm.
Adrien Ravenloch shrugs once more. "That was my understanding, mind you, I had enough tact not to come out and just ask...Anyway, I'm here looking for a job, and what not. If'n you're declaren war, I'm assumin you're tough enough to back it. That's why I've been seekin ya out."
Trench smirks slyly, yet nods in response, "Aye, I rather like to think that I am... We've been up to one of the most powerful armies in the lands, during our prime... That's not currently, but we're certainly working on such."
[#] Ellia A're has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Ellia A're.)
> Wild and untamed, graceful and deadly, these describe the woman before you, with her staff, adorned with a golden viper headpeice and long silvery hair hanging to her waist... [Demoness] [Dragoness-wanna-be] [Roses plz!]
Adrien Ravenloch grins sideways. "So you'd be needin good men'an such, no? Then, indeed, I believe I've been lookin for the right place."
Trench nods, obviously in agreement, "I certainly believe you have... Though, I must tell you, it's actually Micheru that I've placed in charge of the local army."
[ Sepiana whispers, "Hey, it's Shemaine" to you. ]
Adrien Ravenloch shrugs absently. "If'n you're a sample of the authoria' around these parts, this Micheru you said his name was? I think we should get along just fine."
[ You whisper "Hey, what's going on?" to Sepiana. ]
[ Sepiana whispers, "Not too much.. holiday travels *gag(" to you. ]
Trench shrugs a bit, "I wish I were... I've come to find, I'm quite a unique article... Micheru is quite an... Aggressive furre. He holds quite a bit of quality, but he is a warrior, through and through. Not the most pleasant of furres, but he certainly gets the job done."
[ Sepiana whispers, "you?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "I've finished my travels... I've settled in, at least for a bit, for now." to Sepiana. ]
Adrien Ravenloch blinks absently, his eyes showing an odd calculating element. "Either way, I think my services may be put to good use here....though, I'd like to know what the options for military, and war oriented jobs are available."
[ Sepiana whispers, "cool.. what's been going on in DR?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "I dunno. I haven't been able to get too much time in, as of late, unfortunately. Cotys left, I know that much..." to Sepiana. ]
[ Sepiana whispers, "Oh wow.. I know the last time I was on Jahana was pissed because no one was RPing, they were all OOC" to you. ]
Trench ponders on the question for a moment before answering, "That's a good one... Really, you'd have to ask Micheru. I leave the business to him. I keep myself too busy for micromanaging."
[ You whisper "I think that was the beginning to it." to Sepiana. ]
(You see Ellia A're.)
> Wild and untamed, graceful and deadly, these describe the woman before you, with her staff, adorned with a golden viper headpeice and long silvery hair hanging to her waist... [Demoness] [Dragoness-wanna-be] [Roses plz!]
[ Sepiana whispers, "Oh wow" to you. ]
Adrien Ravenloch: [>.> I did.....he said to ask Jahana..]
Adrien Ravenloch: [>.<]
Adrien Ravenloch: [And I couldn't get in contact with her when she wasn't afk]
[ Sepiana whispers, "would you like me to get Shemaine on or is there no need for her?" to you. ]
Trench: (Jahana? That's strange... I wonder why...)
Adrien Ravenloch: [Said he wasn't good with people n.n]
[ You whisper "Eh, it's sounding like I may be getting off, soon." to Sepiana. ]
Ellia A're humms quietly to herself as she walks in, twirling her staff at her side. She shakes her head at the body on the ground and moves to a spot closer to the males, leaning against her weapon, raising an eyebrow as she watches what all the testosterone was about...
[ Sepiana whispers, "oh ok" to you. ]
Trench: (He really isn't... But he should still use your services. Just tell him I sent you to him. He should be more accepting, then.)
(You see Jier.)
> Human, for the most part- plain white flesh covered by silken robes each baring an intertwining pattern of silver and gold runes; arcane words presenting themselves into a hybrid mix of new and old dialects. Burbandy tuffy ears upon head swivel, hinting upon some felinesque qualities still within. New atributes: massive right hand hand baring a single dark jewel within tainted flesh; crude demonic symbols tatooed into it. Soo delightfully evil.
Adrien Ravenloch nods absently in responce. "Yes well, I'll have to do that then, Mister Trench. I must ask my leave now, for I have a few things to take care of, monetary matters and such of course." Flashes a quick grin. "I hope to play another round sometime, possibly lose gracefully."
Adrien Ravenloch: [gtg]
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Trench blinks at the abrupt disappearance, but shrugs, looking to the others within the field.
[#] Adrien Ravenloch has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Ryukishi has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're giggles and leans on her staff, sizing Trench up "Well, talk dark and gruesome, how are things..?"
[ Sepiana whispers, "Lol this movie is stupidly funny" to you. ]
Trench smirks as his gaze fixes upon the lass, "They've been eventful." He steps forward a bit, "And what is it that they call your loveliness?"
[ You whisper "What movie?" to Sepiana. ]
[ Sepiana whispers, "Scary Movie 3" to you. ]
Ellia A're: Ellia, M'lord. Ellia A're, of the illustrious and probably not well known A're family, the same demon clan that led several invasions into heaven and the same that slaughtered countless numbers of angels, I am of course the Mistress of the A're clan, now, at your service...
Ellia A're flicks her neck, sending the long locks of hair infront of her to shade her face, even though her eyes shine through with a very dangerous glow "And you are Trench, lord of the Dark Realms, if I am not mistaken...?"
[#] Draconus raven has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench's brows raise, obviously a bit impressed at the introduction. He streches out a paw, responding, "Well, that I am... Seems you've done your research. To what do I owe this great pleasure?"
[#] Draconus raven has left the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're waves a hand to dismiss the formalities "Passing through, perhaps looking for some fun at the same time... speaking of which, you look like allot of fun, what does one have to do to gain a bed around here, no matter who previously inhabited it....?"
Ellia A're licks her lips as she continues "Some bloodshed may be on my highest list of things to do, though..."
[#] Jier has left the Dark Realm.
Trench chuckles a bit, but pulls his paw back and dips his head as he moves towards the exit of the field, "That tends to be on what manner of bed it is you seek..." He pauses briefly, his gaze looking back to the lass, "And who's blood you tend to shed..."
[#] Ryukishi has left the Dark Realm.
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[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Ellia A're smiles "Whoever's blode tastes the best... mind if I join you to your destination...? I am so very bored..."
Trench continues to walk from the room, "I'm off to show you to your chambers." With that, he steps from the field.
[ Sepiana whispers, "Sepiana twiddles thumbs in a bored manner. "My cat went outside, the brat."" to you. ]
Trench: Is this suitable?
Ellia A're smiles and leans on her staff "Mmmm... whos room is... or was.. this..?"
Trench looks about the room, almost as if he had seen it for the first time, "Truth be told, I'm not absolutely certain who last inhabited this one... It is the first of three... Hrm, public bedrooms, shall we say? But, as you can see, it's currently abandoned. However, if you're merely... Passing through, I'm certain it would do for a time?"
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're giggles, almost insanely, and tosses her staff, watching as the snake head opens and a blade streatches out as if from the throat of her favorite creature, 'biting' into the statue nearest the door "Mmmm, I may stay for a bit longer than just passing through, I have no place to go afterall... that is, if you can supply me with fresh kills, you may just gain yourself an ally among the A're..." She giggles again and walks up to him, running a finger along his chin "Well well, you aren't as gruesome up close, young Trench...."
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
Trench quirks a single eye, quite obviously amused. He clears his throat a bit, placing his paw softly upon your own, "Well, we certainly could never turn down one such as yourself... If these accomidations aren't suitable, I may be able to find something a bit... Better..." He leans forward, his dark eyes staring into yours, "And I only appear young... One of the advantages of recreating your body every day..."
Ellia A're smiles and pulls away, grabbing her staff and yanking it free, the snake head shutting firmly "Oh, I realize that young one, but I'm pretty sure you aren't as old as I am... I don't believe you were but a youngling when I turned the sweet sixteen, sixteen hundred that is..."
Trench nods slightly, watching the staff release. "That... May be true..." He looks back towards you, appraisingly, "You look stunningly good for your age..."
(You see Ellia A're.)
> Wild and untamed, graceful and deadly, these describe the woman before you, with her staff, adorned with a golden viper headpeice and long silvery hair hanging to her waist... [Demoness] [Dragoness-wanna-be] [Roses plz!]
[#] Tayn Razorwind has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're smiles "Well, I like to think that I keep well... I was, afterall, the first Mistress of the A're, and have remained as such after my family died out..." she leans on the staff and looks around "Well... its nice for starters, but is missing the main things, a slave or two to keep me amused, and a mate, but I haven't had one of those in so long..." The ancient warrioress sighs and chews on a lip as if thinking "..mmm... the last husband I had died of a jealous suitor, and then the rest of them killed each other... so, it would be at least since before you were born..."
[#] Tayn Razorwind has left the Dark Realm.
Trench nods slightly, almost as if thinking back, "Been quite awhile since I've had a mate, myself... A few lovers, perhaps... Most mates tended to... Go their own way, so to speak. None exist, any longer." He offers a slight smirk, "Seems you need a rather strong mate. Hm, and I question whether you would be able to seek out one that you wouldn't otherwise consider to be a child..."
Ellia A're smiles and pats his chest "My mate would have to be strong, a requirement not a preference, and a youngling like you would be perfect, I have no quams about age seeing as most of my old mates were at least fivehundred years younger than I..."
Ellia A're smacks her stomach "And seeing as I have given birth to dozens of demons, I do think I look damn sexy, don't I...?"
Trench chuckles as he steps back, looking over the vision before him, "Indeed, very much so..." He offers a sly grin as his eyes finally reach your own, "Well, you're in luck... This land happens to hold residency to many a strong warrior. The strongest you'll find in the lands, I wager."
Ellia A're: [its qualms, isen't it...]
Trench: (It is.)
Ellia A're: [Ah well, tired... I'm a woman, I am allowed slip ups]
Trench: (I overlook such things.)
Ellia A're: [good, I make few mistakes, but the ones I do are always simple]
Ellia A're smiles "There is only one muscle that counts, Trench, haven't you heard that...? But, I could never love a man who could not match me both on the battlefield and in bed..."
Ellia A're: So tell me... how good are you either way..?
[#] Kassen has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench leans back, his tail swishing against the bench behind him, "I'm certain to find such is difficult..." He smirks at the question, "I've always felt myself to be... At least decent either way." The smirk upon his face reveals a hidden modesty.
Ellia A're laughs "Modesty... I never expected that, but lets see..." She steps forward and grabs him by the crotch, smiling up at him "Tell me, how many men have you killed, or beaten...?"
Trench's eyes widen a bit as you grab at him, but he responds with minimal hesitation, "Are we talking men, or kingdoms? For I've destroyed both... Both by my command, and under my sword. Wars have started and ended at my command. My tongue is as deadly as my blade, and both have been used in the defeat of all enemies that approach me."
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're begins rubbing your crotch slowly, enjoying the reaction "Its amazing how truthful you men suddenly become, and how much of braggarts you can be, when a woman has you.. by the balls..?" She pinches your scrotum and removes her hands "By your own hand, kingdoms, men, women, children, does it matter..? How much blood are you willing to shed, for an ideal, for a woman, for your lust...?"
[#] dnamie has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] dnamie has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Siril Zhakiv has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench leans forward, his eyes right into your own, his breath felt upon your lips as he replies, "To begin, I am alway shonest... I find honesty far more amusing than deceit..." He takes a brief pause as you release him, his paw reaching for your own, "As of what I would do... There is no furre that would stay my wrath should they be placed in my way. I've killed many of all, men, women and children... There is a reason I have been called the Lord of Darkness...."
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with micheru! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Ellia A're purrs, licking her lips as she allows her hand to be taken "And would you do anything for a woman who loves you..? For a woman you love..? Would you follow her whim, to the very end, and enjoy every, single, reward..?" She looks up at him, their eyes locking as she grips her staff "Would you leave your kingdom to burn, for a woman you love..? Answer correctly, and you will have yourself a Lady, a Lady of the Dark..."
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Siril Zhakiv has left the Dark Realm.
[ Abaddon whispers, "Abaddon emits a simple thought, hoping that Trench will pick up on it. <>" to you. ]
[#] Micheru has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench smirks as he pulls your paw towards him, holding it upon his chest as he responds, quite simply, "It's begun to seem... That I am incapable of love. As I said, I am the Lord of Darkness for a reason..."
[ You whisper "" to Abaddon. ]
Ellia A're: That was not the question, Trench, it was a simple yes or no answer, but from what you say, I would guess the answer would be no, correct..?
[ Abaddon whispers, "<>" to you. ]
Trench smirks, shaking his head a bit, "If I were to find myself truly in love with a lass... There would be nothing that could stop me from doing every last thing possible for her."
[ Katmandu whispers, "Katmandu awakens and feels the unmistakable presence of her Master. She calls out to him without words, "Master, do you require my presence?"" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Abaddon. ]
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] A tiring shift is felt within the Realm.
Ellia A're smiles and moves forward, slowly licking the back of the paw that covers her own "If that is your answer, then you will have to try even harder to please me... A king should not be so weak that a woman could rule him. You may try again, when you are a little wiser, and I may give you an easier question... as I said, I would not love a man weaker than myself... And only the weak fall head over heels for a woman, or a man, they love.. Try me again in the morning, Trench, and you may find my opinion of you changed..."
[ Abaddon whispers, "<>" to you. ]
Micheru enters, sliding from the darkness of the bookshelves, moving quietly, he creeps out, coming to watch, "Hello Lord Trench." Offering a stiff bow.
Trench smirks as he looks towards Micheru, offering a brief nod before returning his gaze to the lass, "As I said... I am incapable of love, because of such things. Were I to so easily fall for a lass, then that would be power one has over me... And I simply can't permit such."
Ellia A're smiles "Talk to me in the morning, Trench. Talk to me in the morning... And please, offer a little privacy to a lady in her room...?" She moves away, tossing her staff to the ground where it stands erect, the snake head having peirced through the ground as she makes her way to the bookshelf the other male had come out of, examining the items of literature lining the shelves, purring softly...
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench chuckles briefly before offering a respectful nod, and bowing out from the room.
Trench: Teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
[ Abaddon whispers, "(Bah, my computer just decided to screw up.)" to you. ]
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Jahana has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Slyan Elem has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: Mm, the place is gaining life, all of the sudden..
Jahana: Good evening, Trench, Micheru.
Micheru follows Trench in, quietly.. wordless, he takes a seat. Nodding to Jahana.
(You see Abaddon.)
> A beastly entity, with pale skin and a nasty disposition. The hair was platinum, and cascaded to the creature's lower back in the form of many spikes and the such. Build was quite muscular, and obviously meant to slay. The well defined arms were tipped with clawed talons instead of regular hands, and had only a pair of metallic gauntlets to protect. Lastly, the clothing consisted of black leather pants, boots, and a trench coat above all else. (FNP - Dictator)(KKKK - Grand Wizard)
(You see Slyan Elem.)
> A shrill cry rings out as the curved blade of an Edoryu knife slides against a whetting stone.Its bearer is clad in dark blue,&shod in black;with red bracers&a crimson cape.Long white hair hangs down unbound&gleaming cold,framing a face fair&sable-hued.Piercing eyes glance down upon her work,fierce they are&yet soft,revealing this Drowish womans inner nature:prone to great wrath&capable of the kindest mercy. jpg:hometown.aol.c^hunterexamus8386/images/sly
Abaddon manifests, but in quite the unusual way. One may feel as if darkness and chaos are working together, but.. it's something completely different. Abaddon has... grown, to say the least. Lest one of those in the room saw fit to slow his progress, he would actually spiral together in a manner of speaking. More or less, a small tornado-esque manifestation of darkness. Of course, once he steps out of it, it all vanishes into nothingness.
[ You whisper "" to Micheru. ]
[ Micheru whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Micheru. ]
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
[ Micheru whispers, "" to you. ]
Abaddon smacks Furc.()
[ You whisper "" to Micheru. ]
Katmandu wanders in after the other have to take her place between the two thrones.
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: (Done now?)
[ Micheru whispers, "" to you. ]
Abaddon: (Verily.)
Katmandu: [who me?]
[ You whisper "" to Micheru. ]
Trench smirks slightly, offering a slight nod to Abaddon, "A greeting to you, lad. Is all goind well?" He looks about, as if in sudden realization, "Why do we always spend such time, here?"
[ Micheru whispers, "[Forgive me if I'm not talkative, I don't recognize Abaddon's existance.]" to you. ]
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[ You whisper "(Ah. That's the one, eh?)" to Micheru. ]
Jahana shrugs. "I wonder that myself. These thrones can get damned uncomfortable after a while."
Abaddon nods, then shrugs. "Indeed, for the most part. I trust life has been treating you well?" Of course, he slips over to sit infront of Jahana's throne! Infact, he winks to her in the process of such. "Well... if you're uncomfortable.. what's the point in sitting there? It isn't as if there's an apparent need for formality."
[ Micheru whispers, "He harassed me and posted logs of me raging against his harassing in public." to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Micheru. ]
[ Micheru whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Micheru. ]
[ Micheru whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Micheru. ]
[#] Satanious has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Micheru whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench: I'm sorry, you all would have to excuse me...
Micheru snuggles![]
Trench: (Wierdo.)
[ You whisper "(Sorry about the abrupt leaving... RL calls, yet again.)" to Katmandu. ]
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Session closed 2004-12-04 22:40:31



Session started 2004-12-04 22:40:46

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(Lines of DragonSpeak: 474)
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
* Caution: This is a Rated 'R' IC area. Common RP rules apply. If you are under the age of at least 16, preferably 18, it is strongly recommended you leave. Otherwise, there are no rules, here. Anything goes. For More information hit F8: ftp://twolfhound.dyndns.org/Pages/index.html
Trench: Teleport, Master!
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Ellia A're, Katmandu, Satanious, Kassen, Micheru, Slyan Elem, Jahana, Abaddon, Trench.
* 10 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 3084 total players online. Uptime 9 days 20:30
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 3122
(You see Ellia A're.)
> Wild and untamed, graceful and deadly, these describe the woman before you, with her staff, adorned with a golden viper headpeice and long silvery hair hanging to her waist... [Demoness] [Dragoness-wanna-be] [Roses plz!]
[ You whisper "(Someone should tell that one lass that for the charecter she's playing, she should have a much better desc... The one I was flirting with, that is.)" to Micheru. ]
[ Micheru whispers, "Yes." to you. ]
[#] Satanious has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Olath Suul has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Olath Suul has left the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[&] (10:49:53 PM) Away mode set.
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
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[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
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[#] Crystal Johnstone has entered the Dark Realm.
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[#] Ryukishi has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Ryukishi has left the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
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[#] Crystal Johnstone has left the Dark Realm.
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[#] Avallocian has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Avallocian has left the Dark Realm.
[&] (11:38:09 PM) Active after 48 minutes.
* 2990 total players online. Uptime 9 days 21:27
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 3122
* Current players: Dark Realm, Tayn Razorwind, Katmandu, Trench, Kassen.
* 5 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "." to Elliar Rein. ]
[ Amara Longless whispers, "hey" to you. ]
* Sorry, that furre isn't in this dream! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[ You whisper "" to Amara Longless. ]
[ Amara Longless whispers, "busy? if not i could bring Sabrina on... *is player of Sabrina Dragon*" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Well, kinda... Drinking games." to Amara Longless. ]
[#] Katmandu has left the Dark Realm.
[ Amara Longless whispers, "ha ha" to you. ]
[ You whisper "You laugh, but one round in and I'm already feeling... Numb." to Amara Longless. ]
[ Amara Longless whispers, "what sort of shit are you drinking! O.O" to you. ]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] Xaren Krygor has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] clby blue has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] clby blue has left the Dark Realm.
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[#] Lyger has entered the Dark Realm.
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[ You whisper "Name it..." to Amara Longless. ]
[ You whisper "Chances are, I'm drinkingit." to Amara Longless. ]
[ Amara Longless whispers, "ha thats interesting" to you. ]
[ Amara Longless whispers, "i'd have Sabrina join you but i dont know how happy Ravina'd be if she found out... he he lol" to you. ]
[#] Xaren Krygor has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Lyger has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Master of Hell has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Kenjji has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Kenshin Himura,The Wandering Samurai has entered the Dark Realm.
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[#] Runningwolf Himura has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] DarkFire the Demon Ninja has entered the Dark Realm.
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[#] Quizorus Zreezdanor has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Final Fury has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Aurrin has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Aurrin whispers, "Uuhm.. er.. Mmmm.. dude? o.o wtf is going on infront of the throne room?" to you. ]
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[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] Electric Demon has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Sabrina Dragon has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] DarkFire the Demon Ninja has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Avallocian has entered the Dark Realm.
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[#] Ravina has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Starleta has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] A tiring shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Electric Demon has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Alykia has entered the Dark Realm.
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[ You whisper "." to Amara Longless. ]
[ You whisper "Why would Ravina be upset?" to Amara Longless. ]
[ You whisper "What was going on?" to Aurrin. ]
[ Aurrin whispers, "User is currently away, and may have missed your whisper. (Inactive last 0 hours and 23 minutes.) -- DogProxy 2.30 - get your own copy at http://furc.sanct.net/" to you. ]
[ Amara Longless whispers, "i dunno... sometimes she's just oddl ike that" to you. ]
[ You whisper "I don't think I get it..." to Amara Longless. ]
[ Amara Longless whispers, "dont worry i dont either" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Well, I know she wouldn't get upset because of me, then.." to Amara Longless. ]
[ Amara Longless whispers, "he he" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Does she have something to do with you?" to Amara Longless. ]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[ Amara Longless whispers, "Sabrina is her servant" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Ah! Now I remember who you are! Heh... Hrm... yeah, I could see how she might get wierd, then." to Amara Longless. ]
[#] Quizorus Zreezdanor has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Master of Hell has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Kenjji has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Quizorus Zreezdanor has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: Teleport, arena!
[#] A violent shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Amara Longless whispers, "yah" to you. ]
Trench: Teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[ You whisper "I haven't seen Ravina in awhile." to Amara Longless. ]
(You see Alykia.)
> ~*www.whitecrow.4mg.com">Alykia K. Wolfhound*~ Angular features framed by oak leaves, delicate horns spiral upwards from her forehead. Moss decorate downwards across cheeks in rune like patterns as they disappear underneath a wide neck tunic. Long vest secured by silver chains, a silver claw hangs from leather choker encircling slender neck and a large saber strapped to her back.
Trench: I met an interesting lass, earlier...
[ Amara Longless whispers, "she's in the dark realm right now" to you. ]
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Alykia pads quietly down the hall, and in a rather odd uncharacteristic movement, leans over to offer her father a gentle hug in greeting. "Hrm?"
[ You whisper "Heh, yep, there she is..." to Amara Longless. ]
[#] Kenshin Himura,The Wandering Samurai has left the Dark Realm.
Trench sighs softly, "Sometimes I begin to think that maybe I need a stable lass in my life...
Trench: "
[ Alykia whispers, "Been takeing a semi break from rp to work on art and stuff. Been really seriosly behind.[]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Me too.)" to Alykia. ]
Alykia's head tilts slightly to one side, features softening within a gentle smile as she chuckles. "Thats always useful to have... I'd go on about the difficulties within relationships but.. I'm sure you already know them all. It would be nice to see you with a solid woman though."
[#] Runningwolf Himura has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Kenjji has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench shrugs slightly, "A lass who seems to be quite... Regal, and rather aggressive, I believe has begun to seek to mate with me..."
Trench: (Please forgive me, been playing drinking games.)
Alykia's ears prick forwards, feature alightening with interest at this as she leans forward and muses. "Oh? Whom?"
Alykia: [Quite alright. Just got home, too out of it to care. Our squad is on 10hr shifts now. >.<]
Trench shrugs slightly, "I'm terrible with names... Anyway, she's like head of her family line..."
Alykia's brow furrows as she blinks with confusion. "What family?"
Trench thinks a moment, "A'ye? A're... Something like that..."
[#] Lorek has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Lorek.)
> He sits still away from all population murmuring words of no hope. His blank, white, eyes haunt you when you try to look at them. His hait is white as an elder's would be but he is no more than 13 years old. His cape Splits in two towards the bottom which is covered in bullet shots and cuts. Next to him lie a simple black staff, though this "simple" black staff creates much of damage to those who face him. He moves elegantly as if he was floating. http://www.freewebs.com/lorek_the_shadowsword/
Alykia's ears twitch as she blinks with moderat confusion. "A'ye? Such a short name.. odd.. If a woman is seeking you for mateship.. why is it you dont know her name? One would think you would take special note of it."
Trench chuckles, "I should know... I would recognize it... I don't know, alot seem to seek me out, but it's rare that one is so aggressive about it."
Alykia's muzzle wrinkles as she giggles gently. "Have a fetish for violent women, papa?"
Trench chuckles, "Why would I not want a female as aggressive in life as myself? I fight hard for my position, it seems only fair a lass fight equally so for my paw."
[#] Lorek has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Kenshin Himura,The Wandering Samurai has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Runningwolf Himura has entered the Dark Realm.
Alykia's head shakes as she smiles warmly across to him, the chuckle deepening. "Nothing at all.. I'm just picking on you. I kind of like the same in my own mates.." A low sigh slips out as she casts a found look over one sholder to the sword straped to her back. "Jago was amazing.. strong, reserved and quite violent if you got on his temper.. I miss him deeply." Head shakeing, she looks back to Trench once more. "I hope it works out... would kind of like a mother too sence mom died. Is she nice?"
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Trench shrugs a bit, "I don't think so... Perhaps you should meet her before I decide... I was thinking of taking up Cotys, but she left..."
Alykia blinks with surprise. "I thought you and Cotys were related."
[#] Runningwolf Himura has left the Dark Realm.
Trench chuckles, "She is a shadowlyng... I made her that way, but that's all..."
Alykia's lips tilt with a sad smile. "Cotys was smart and nice.. really looked up to her.. think there is any way to be able to ask her to return?"
Trench shrugs, "It's been very stressful for her, here... I don't even try."
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[#] Runningwolf Himura has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Kenshin Himura,The Wandering Samurai has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Runningwolf Himura has left the Dark Realm.
Alykia sighs quietly as she nods and looks to the ground. "Have you ever thought of retireing?"
[#] Kenjji has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: I have... But how can I? Look at my position... Without it, I wouldn't hold have the advantages I have.
[#] Prophesy has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Prophesy.)
> Pure white silken tuffs of fur endow this lithe and fluid egyption mau. Gentle tuffs of fur that sprout from the tips of lage ears dance through the breeze with even the slightest of movements. delicate rune like markings tattooed across the mysterious and silent creature, her frame is hidden from view by a long silken violet cloth. [Straight] [No Concent] bmp:img.photobucket.c^albums/v108/Listless/8
Alykia's head inclines within a quite nod, gaze lowering to eye the stones within the floor silently for a time before museing and glanceing twoard the exit. "I talked to Jaguar.. my son's mate.. Offered her the spies.. she was quite enthusiastic."
Trench: Aye? That is good... I keep fearing things are going downhill while I'm away, around here.
Alykia chuckles halfheartedly. "When are things not 'going downhill'? Still think a spar would be nice.. but then I guess it can wait for when everyone is not so tired."
[ Alykia whispers, "got bored and drew a pic of aly. really like it. http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v108/Listless/thinking.gif" to you. ]
Trench: Keep asking, you'll get your chance.
Trench: But, for now, speaking of tired, I should be on my way.
Trench: (Hey, that is rather nice.)
[#] Prophesy has left the Dark Realm.
Alykia: [thankies. ^.^ Learning from youl on how to color it.]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench: (I hope that works out well. Alright, I'm outta here. Gotta sleep off this alcy...)
Alykia's head inclines within a nod as she offers a gentle smile. "I should too.. sleep tight Father.. And I know I dont say it much, but I love you." With that she pushes to a stand and offers a chast hug before pulling back to go to bed.
Alykia: [rest well. :-)]
Trench smirks as he nods, "And I you, my daughter... Until later, then.." And with that, he fades into the shadows.

Session closed 2004-12-05 01:18:18



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(You see Valletta.)
> A presence of darkness creeps close. Stillness falls upon the area as if there were a predator pursuing prey. Hair dyed blood red from those whose blood she has spilt, falls aimlessly over her shoulders. Eyes of the darkest shade of red that they almost seem iris-less, constantly scrutinize all in the environs around her. A small grin adorns her striking face as a small crimson tongue comes out of her mouth to lick her lips. [Librarian - Raven's Ford] [Queen of Vahnia]
(You see Meya-lee Moondance.)
> Hi
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with elli! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
(You see Sublime.)
> I wait for you here, and here shall I always. Till the cities and mountains crumble to ash. I'll stand here and look out past the horizon. And wait for you and my heart to come back. [www.tiku.deviantart.com] [ooc] [Am'Toumoei] [6h,18m]
(You see Sakura Kitsune.)
> A lithe femme sleeved in pink fur cloaked black with lilac spots of sakura petal shapes, her figure demure with modest curves and subtle tone, she brushes her lavender hair aside of blue eyes with taloned fingers. Draped over her form a full kimono printed with a scene of a blooming cherry blossom tree in a windswept field the sleeves depicting day on left to night on right her waist secured by a red obi with feet in bamboo zouri. Her face is covered by an ornate kitsune mask.
(You enter the dream of The Slayers.)
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 281)
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* 2 players in the dream of The Slayers.
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[#] ...someone seems to have vanished.
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Omphale: >.>
(You see Omphale.)
> Where have all the good men gone And where are all the gods? Where's the street-wise Hercules to fight the rising odds? Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed? Late at night toss and turn and dream of what I need. I need a hero I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night He's gotta be strong And he's gotta be fast And he's gotta be fresh from the fight I need a hero I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light. http://omphale1.tripod.com/
Omphale: Well, fancy seeing you here.
Trench smirks, "Indeed. You've been hidden."
Omphale: Not really.
Omphale: I lurk in the Ballad Tavern.
Trench: Ah, I've never been there.
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Omphale: It's quite nice. Thiad made the dream.
Lyor: SEX
Trench: A peaceful place, I wager...
(You see Lyor.)
> A chill runs up your spine as this shadow of a furre passes you, locks of black obscuring dark blue eyes. The eyes of a loner. A single scar runs down the right side of his face, the mark of a once fought battle. Only black clad his figure, over unmarked fur of an identical hue. This one was a theif, a blade at his back and a red pendant around his neck. You turn to face him, only to discover he's gone...#c6 [Theif] [like my wocky colors? :-)) {Wocky morphic furre irl}
Lyor: FOR ME
Omphale: What? With Omphale around? Never people are always trying to goad her about now since she longer lusts for the kill.
Trench: Wasn't that cute? Anyway... That's good. I remember I had retired under a different name for awhile...
Omphale: Oh did you? Hmm.
Trench: It was awhile back, now... Sometimes consider it, again.
Omphale: I almost retired Omphale. But in the end I decided not to. She's a riot.
Trench nods a bit, "I could see that... I think I've been away too long... The Realm's dying..."
Omphale: The...Dark Realm yes? Is that were you've been keeping yourself?
Trench: Makes sense, doesn't it? Yeah, when I'm around at all, I'm there trying to keep the peace.
Omphale: Heheheh. Well, perhaps have your character travel. Mine does, a little more elegantly now. But still it's something exciting.
Trench: Excitement has never been the problem, for me... It's keeping furres there that I've been having troubles with.
Omphale: Eh. I can't give you any advice there because for me I would just say good riddance. If I didn't have my character go tavern hopping I think she'd lose her mind. Having to live in an exotic isle with her significant other... poor thing.
Trench: Heh, during my death, that was a kind of version of 'heaven' for me...
Omphale: Death....right.. Heh. But yes that is the place established.
Trench: Well, that does sound fairly good.
Omphale: It's in the middle of a remodel. I get bored with my dreams too quickly.
Omphale: So it's a disaterous heaven at the moment. XD
Trench: Heh, what's the mate think of that?
Omphale: Oh pah. I'm too lazy to correct myself.
Omphale: Err...he doesn't mind really. His character is too lazy now to put his foot down.
Trench: Hrm. I didn't think it in you to find such a laid back type... Heh, goes to show what I know. Still, good. Let's you do what ya like.
Omphale: He wasn't at first. My character made him so. Spoiled him rotten.
Trench: Nice...
Trench: I've never had that problem. =P
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Trench: Well... I should probably get back to the Realm...
(You see Anthro John Lennon.)
> High priest of the St. Toma cults in and about the Omai Empire.
(You see Omphale.)
> Where have all the good men gone And where are all the gods? Where's the street-wise Hercules to fight the rising odds? Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed? Late at night toss and turn and dream of what I need. I need a hero I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night He's gotta be strong And he's gotta be fast And he's gotta be fresh from the fight I need a hero I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light. http://omphale1.tripod.com/
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[#] Kit'n has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
(You see Kit'n.)
> A small feline, dark hair and pastel colouring, looks up as you pass her by. Her turquoise eyes seem calm, almost serene, and very intelligent. She has dark markings that match her haircolour, and dark clothing to blend in rather than accent those markings. She seems to be about sixteen or so years old, but looks can be decieving.
Trench: Hey, Kit...
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Kit'n smiled softly. "Good Morn, Mi'lord," she replied, her voice echoing slightly in the high chambers of the hall. "How goes thus far?"
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench quirks a brow, curiously... "I'm not sure... Something interesting happened last night... Hrm, have you seen the other lass that's around somewhere?"
[ Omphale whispers, "Sorry, had to let someone else use the computer. Nice chatting with you." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Oh, you too. Take care of yourself, alright?" to Omphale. ]
Trench: That answers that question...
Kit'n frowned, and shook her head. "Other lass?" she asked, not sure who he was talking about. There were several she knew of, of course; Kat, for one, and Isis were the two that came to mind.
Trench follows into the bar...
[ Omphale whispers, "Yes, thank you very much." to you. ]
Trench nods over towards Tiye, "Mornin', lass."
Kit'n watched him almost curiously, and followed silently behind him into the bar. She sat beside him on the floor when he took his seat, and rested her head against his knee comfortably.
Tiye lifted her head up from it's bowed position and turned about, her palms broke away from one another as they had formerly been placed out in front of her as if she was in prayer. Jade eyes met Trench's as she dipped her head low in greeting. "Good morning to you, lord Trench."
Trench chuckles slightly to himself briefly before turning to glance to Kit, his gaze turning between the two as he begins, "So, I had an interesting night... There was a lass that came by, right after an interesting soccer game..."
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Kit'n glanced up at him, keeping her cheek against his knee. "Oh?" she asked him, encouraging him to go on with his story. "A lass?"
Tiye straightened her head some, paws moving to rest in her lap softly as she listened to his words, brow arched as he mentioned a lady present after something called 'soccer.' "My lord....what is this soccer?"
Trench thinks back a moment, offering a slight shrug from his lack of memory. He looks back to the royal lass, "Soccer? Oh, I'd have to show you, sometime... It's a rather athletic sport. One I'm quite good at, if I say so, myself..." He then continues on, "So, aye... This lass... Hrm, I can't quite remember her name, but I do recall that apparently she's the head of her family line, and seems to be of some race that has... Quite a long lifespan... I don't know how, but she seemed to know quite a good deal of me..."
Kit'n looked curious for a moment, but didn't ask the question that she had. Rather, she shifted a bit so that she was more comfortable against him, and she thought for amoment. "What race would that be?" she asked instead.
Tiye would blink, as common as it may have been in this land, she had never witnessed any athletic sport in her life. She would simply nod, eager to learn of what was called 'soccer'. She listened on to Trench's words, daring not to interrupt again.
Trench thinks back, a moment, before lifting his shoulders a bit, "Y'know... She never told me. But, she did state that she was... Well... Quite old. I tell ya, though, she looked quite good for being a few thousand years old. Still, I always get a bit nervous around furres that claim such ages. Anyway, so, she was quite... How to say... Aggressive. Caught me quite a bit off guard. Heh, basically, she had stated that she was coming by to take a position at my side... I must admit, her tactics were... Quite effective."
Kit'n's eyes widened slightly in disbelief. "A thousand years old? I'd kill myself before I lived that long. How could one hold on to their sanity for that long?" she asked, unable to help herself.
Tiye lowered her eyes quickly as he spoke of such a female. She bit her lip sharply, somewhat...depressed by this news. Again she would also remind herself that it was none of her business. She smiled, despite her own feeling and rose. "Ah. My lord, may I wish you all the happiness in the world then. Since only those who last that long can be considered...deities. This Goddess, must be perfect for you." She wuld bow shortly and begin to walk at a hurried pace to the exit.
Trench lifts a single shoulder, "One must be quite gifted to keep things entertaining for so long... I wager you gain a lack of sympathy for the typical race." He quickly turns his head, looking to the lass as she races out, "Wait, Tiye! What's wrong?"
[#] Ellia A're has entered the Dark Realm.
Tiye glanced back only just, her eyes gave the perspective of bewilderment and perhaps sadness, but quickly narrowed as she turned her head back. "Nothing is wrong. Nothing. I wish you well." She was not entirely truthful however, though she would never speak her mind fully in the presence of his slaves. Once she managed to leave the bar she would stand outside against the wall in brooding silence.
Kit'n blinked, and shifted to allow her gaze to follow the girl as she left the room. She looked a little confused herself, and turned up to face Trench. "Mi'lord?" she asked softly, not sure of what to do.
[ You whisper "" to Tiye. ]
Trench smirks a bit as he looks up, "Ah, that's her, now..."
(You see Ellia A're.)
> Wild and untamed, graceful and deadly, these describe the woman before you, with her staff, adorned with a golden viper headpeice and long silvery hair hanging to her waist... [Demoness] [Dragoness-wanna-be] [Roses plz!]
[#] Samme has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Samme.)
> A youth sits quietly in a corner nearby, breathing shallowly; it seems that something is restricting chest movement rather harshly. The teenager's hair falls down to rest neatly just below the shoulderblades, but gives no hint as to the sex of the furre. The young adult's face could be called very feminine, but the straight body would make one question again; and the clothing was masculine, right down to the soft leather boots and the cap dropped carelessly atop short, brown curls. [Female]
[ Tiye whispers, "Tiye could not respond though she very much wanted to, seeing as she did not contain the gift of telepathy. However she would return inside of the bar again." to you. ]
(You see Tiye.)
> Extravagantly displayed; lust for power revealed within the chroma of her ochre rimmed irises of jade. The arches defined her being seen throughout a kalasiris draped beneath a linen sheath of crisp white. Scarlet sash about her thin waist was knotted and draped neatly. Carcanet collar about her neckline is completed with carnelian, lapis lazuli, chrysoprase, and so forth. Bare footed paws exceed splendorous adornments for the eye to feast upon.
Trench shrugs a bit, "You really should stick around... You leave in the middle of a story, and you never know what you miss."
Kit'n shook her head slowly, and pulled a bit back from Trench. "Should I go and see if she's alright?" she asked, not noticing the girl's return into the room.
(You see Ellia A're.)
> Wild and untamed, graceful and deadly, these describe the woman before you, with her staff, adorned with a golden viper headpeice and long silvery hair hanging to her waist... [Demoness] [Dragoness-wanna-be] [Roses plz!]
Trench shakes his head a bit, "I don't think it'll be neccessary... However.." He looks up to Ellia, "I think we should go talk..."
Tiye shifted her eyes away, standing in a great distance away, paws left to her sides. Her braids brushed over her shoulder as she bowed her head some. "Forgive me, for assuming..." She would not go on, as he seemed pre-occupied again.
Kit'n looked over at Ellia as Trench looked up to her, and lowered her eyes. "I think I'll go into the gardens," she said lightly, getting up to her feet. Trench, apparently, needed to speak with the pale femme privately, and she wasn't going to keep them from it.
[ You whisper "" to Kit'n. ]
Ellia A're raises an eyebrow and takes a seat, twirling her staff as she does so, yawning loudly and picking at her teeth, tossing her hair from infront of her face. Ellia pulls a peice of flesh out of her teeth before throwing it to the ground and giggles almost insanely as it shrivels up. She steps on it with her bare foot and leans against the table she sat at...
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[ Kit'n whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Kit'n. ]
[ Kit'n whispers, "" to you. ]
Tiye would turn and leave as well without another word spoken. The baths were awaiting her anyway and beside that she had some of her own work to do. One glance given to the femme with the silver hair, and her rather...common looking headdress. Or at least to Tiye. Her own contained jewels and was constructed of gold, much more elegant. However Tiye could always afford the best of things. Smirk moved to her lips as she made to leave again.
Trench quirks a brow as he looks towards the shrivelled up flesh. He offers a brief shrug before standing, walking past the lass, atching her as he walks by. He offers a slight nod to Tiye as they both begin to leave, "We'll talk, soon..." And with that, he departs, offering Ellia to follow.
Trench: Teleport, Master!
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
[*] Your request has been sent to Ellia A're.
[*] Ellia A're has accepted your request.
[*] Ellia A're joins you.
Ellia A're twirls her staff and sits down, leaning back in her chair and crossing her ankles over the table, raising a silver eyebrow at the man across from her "Yes..?"
Trench settles in within his seat, leaning back against the chair, "Welcome to my... Personal chambers... I've taken up some thought on last night's events. You caught me quite off guard. However, over the night, I've been able to clear off my head a bit and realized a few things. The Realm, my kingdom, is most important to me. There is nothing that stands over it. It is, and always has been, my first priority. Always will be. If you seek something of me, you'd never get it, unless this Realm became an equal priority for you."
Ellia A're purrs quite loudly and sits up, licking her lips as she places both elbows on the table, resting her chin in the cup of her right palm and idly scraping one dangerous-looking nail across the table "Well well well, you have set your priorities straight, I may end up liking you..." She half-closes her golden eyes, offering him a peircing gaze through them "You could become one of the great kings, the kind you only hear about in legend, but never have a chance to meet personally, with an attitude such as that... Now tell me, what would you want, for your woman...? A woman who is not afraid of anything, even you, or a woman who would quell beneath your gaze...?"
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Trench leans forward, is elbows pressed against the table, "First off... I am a legend. I've conquered this land a number of times. Only reason I don't have a hold now is because I get bored and release it. It is, after all, the challenge that is truly amusing, for me. It's not my fault that this damned land can't keep history records for crap." He then leans back, once more, "Secondly, as for what I seek... I wish a female much like myself. Able to hold her own, one who can take responsilibity... The problem part is, I seek a ruler. A queen truly worthy to reign at my side. One who holds herself with pride, who can be diplomatic and is able to keep public appearance as a strong ruler. Yet, one who places me above all other things. There is nothing in the land more important to me than the loyalty of those around me."
[#] Tiye has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Kit'n. ]
[ Kit'n whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Kit'n. ]
[ Kit'n whispers, "" to you. ]
[ Kit'n whispers, "[Did you get that last whisper?]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(No...)" to Kit'n. ]
[ Kit'n whispers, "" to you. ]
[ Kit'n whispers, "" to you. ]
[ Kit'n whispers, "[Sorry, using Furnarchy and it's messing up a little bit.]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Kit'n. ]
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with tiye! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[ Kit'n whispers, "" to you. ]
[ Arnold QuikStryke whispers, "I wanna stab my computer. :-(" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Kit'n. ]
[ Arnold QuikStryke whispers, "Sorry, wrong furre.[]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(S'alright.)" to Arnold QuikStryke. ]
[ Kit'n whispers, "Kit'n, by now, was walking past the waterfalls and into the baths, where the sound of the water all around soothed her. " to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Kit'n. ]
[#] Samme has left the Dark Realm.
[ Kit'n whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Kit'n. ]
Ellia A're purrs as she watches him "For one who feels no love, you are very passionate about certain things..." She smiles, her tounge tracing over one of her sharp fangs "Lets see..." She walks over to him, teasingly running a finger across his shoulders "Well, lets see..." She leans over him, resting her chin on his shoulder "An enemy castle sends an emissary to you, asking for peace after a war they started, I would agree to the peace, but only under the condition that they pledge fealty to the Dark Realm, and as proof, surrender something of value to you.. what would you request, Trench..? Something that would keep an entire kingdom loyal, without giving them incentive to revolt...?"
Trench smirks as he looks up, his gaze attempting to see your face, but perhaps a bit distracted by the view in between. He shake shis head a bit, but his paw reaches up to touch upon your paw, "Well, last time I asked for their head warrior and one of the advisors."
[ Kit'n whispers, " Trench'd notice, probably, a bit of confusion in her thoughts; it would do well to remember that she'd never actually spoken to the 'boy'." to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Kit'n. ]
[ Kit'n whispers, "" to you. ]
Ellia A're smiles and purrs into his ear, her mouth hovering mere inches away "That, Trench, is the thinking of my first husband, a good choice, but not the best..." She moves away, her tail slowly resting itself on his shoulder and rubbing his chin and neck "Warriors and Advisors are expendable, Trench.. but a prince, is not. Fearing for their son's life, the Royalty of that realm would never think of attacking, and for one month a year, he may stay at their kingdom, provided he returns at the end of that month, giving them a reason to stay loyal, even if it is only so they can plot to rescue the prince on that one month, but your power is so vast - they would be foolish to retaliate..."
Trench nods slightly, his gaze looking back towards the table, resting his neck a bit more, yet his paw remains lightly over your own, "Perhaps... But, the prince was already in my pocket, as it was. And their warrior seemed to be more revered to the kingdom in general than the prince was. The warrior was also of greater use to me as my own warrior than the prince would've been. And, it was offered only because they so desired peace because we had hurt their kingdom so after so many attacks. So, really, I suppose it depends on the extended circumstances."
[#] Thomas Bruce has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Thomas Bruce.)
> A strange apparition; not horse, not man; but Minotaur in its finest specimen. Broad chest, huge, powerful flanks, back straight and unyielding. Darkness abounds, in his pitch black hair, in his intelligent black eyes, his chocolate fur. Standing at a full 6 feet at his waist, he looks powerful enough to not need the wickedly sharp sword strapped across his shoulders... A sadistic glint glimmers in his eyes; this one enjoys inflicting pain.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Ellia A're purrs some more and removes his paw from her own, sitting in his lap and wrapping her arms around his neck and leaning back "Well, you may have your lady yet... Now, tell me, would your Queen, as wise, beautiful, and deadly as she would need to be, be respected by yourself, and not mistreated as I have witnessed many Daemon Lords in the past do to their women...?"
[#] Samme has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench chuckles as he shakes his head, his paws beginning to comb through your hair, "I am no daemon... I am a shadowlyng. I am a unique rarity, I assure you. I hold my reputation in high regard. I am a diplomat, to say the least. Were I found to be unjust in any manner, well, that just wouldn't do... Yes, I am ruthless to my enemies, but to those that claim loyalty to me, my kindness is unlimited. My respect is given as it is recieved. To beat upon those that stand at your side is, to say the least, most foolish."
[ You whisper "" to Kit'n. ]
[ Kit'n whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Roselani has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Kit'n. ]
[ Kit'n whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Kit'n. ]
[ Kit'n whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Kit'n. ]
Ellia A're leans up and holds her face close to his, so that her nose touches the tip of Trench's "One last question, Trench... could I have a slave, too..?" She puts on a psuedo pout and leans back, looking up at him, he had answered her questions correctly, and should he want it, he would have a Queen, he need but only ask...
[ Kit'n whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench smirks as he looks back down into your eyes, his tongue laps out, offering a lick upon your lips before answering, "Why not? I have several of my own..."
[ You whisper "" to Kit'n. ]
[ Kit'n whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Rturgort has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're smiles, purring up at him "Now, Trench, would you enjoy having a Queen such as myself...?" She traces a rune along his chest with one long nail, being sure that he feels the tip through the clothing. Ellia's tail moves out from behind her and wraps around Trench's arm, the furry limb moving over the muscle it finds there...
[ Kit'n whispers, "" to you. ]
[ Kit'n whispers, " " to you. ]
[#] Silvra Darkblade has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench growls as he lifts you from his lap, setting you next to him, quickly, but gently, "Welcome to the Realm... Business has come up. Gotta act quick. You prove yoruself to me, first... We'll discuss more in a bit, but for now... I need to know you'll be good for the Realm." With that, he stands and raises his paw, teleporting to the tavern.
Trench: Teleport, tavern!
[#] A drunken shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] A drunken shift is felt within the Realm.
Kit'n's eyes widened as Thomas grabbed Samme by the collar and pulled 'him' close, and she looked frightened. "Hey there, let him go," she said, moving a little closer to the boy in his grasp.
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Samme let out a little squeal of fear and thrashed against Thom; she'd known him since she was but a kit, and she knew he'd kill her without a second thought. "Nae," she managed, kicking against him as hard as she could. She drew as deep a breath as she was able to- the bindings were on again, but not as tightly as they'd been recently- and let out a scream of terror.
Thomas Bruce looked at the girl in his grasp with something like pleasant surprise, then smiled maliciously. "Ah, s'ere ye are," he growled, standing and lifting her up high. He didn't pay attention to anyone else in the room, Samme was the one he wanted. The fear in her eyes made him smile wider, as if she'd done something right for once, and he pulled her face close to his. "Ye dun know 'ow long I've waited fer this," he hissed in her ear, wrapping an arm around her to hold her thrashing still.
Trench's claws quickly draw as he reaches under his coat, "Hold it, lad... I'm not one for interfering with business, but yer messin' with one under my protection, and I don't take kindly to bad things happening to those I'm sworn to keep safe... I suggest ya put the lass down, lest you discover why I'm considered a legend on the battlefield..."
[#] Silvra Darkblade has left the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're sits quietly, her hair draped around her form like a cutain of silver, her eyes the only things seen through the sheet of hair, her staff resting lightly on her bare shoulder as she watches the beings nearby, sighing and shaking her head "Pathetic excuse of a male..." Ellia keeps her eyes on Trench, raising an eyebrow as she moves her hair back behind her head. Crossing her legs, Ellia quietly watches, waiting to see the outcome...
Kit'n made a faint sound of fear as she backed up a step. The one fear she had, the one that she couldn't control, was unfolding right before her eyes; violence was something she couldn't handle. She'd simply seen too much of it in her time, and she backed up another step, stumbling over the chair behind her.
Samme only fought harder as Thom held her tightly- she couldn't breathe at all trapped like this, and he must have known it, as she slowly started to calm her struggles. Not of her own will, obviously, but because she simply couldn't keep it up without being able to breathe. She made a quiet whimper, just before consciousness fled her and she lay still against his broad chest.
[#] Zybst has entered the Dark Realm.
[&] (11:21:24 AM) Away mode set.
Thomas Bruce glanced over at Trench, then back down at the girl as she fainted. "Mind yer own business, and I'll mind mine," he growled, letting up on his crushing grip on her chest so that she didn't die on him. He had other plans for this one, ones that would have her begging him to kill her before it was over with. "She's stolen a year and a 'alf of my time, my life, to 'unt 'er down, and now that I've got 'er, I ain't letting 'er go." He looked over at Trench again, and shook his head. "She's mine, by raider's rights," he warned softly.
Kit'n: [I have to go..]
Kit'n: [Let me know how it turns out.]
[ Ellia A're whispers, "*A light giggle is heared next to your ear and Ellia's voice penetrates into your brain, a light use of telepathy* May I, Trench...? Or would you rather kill him yourself..?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "User is currently away, and may have missed your whisper. (Inactive last 0 hours and 2 minutes.) -- DogProxy 2.30 - get your own copy at http://furc.sanct.net/" to Ellia A're. ]
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Trench shakes his head a bit, "First off, this is my business... It's my home yer invading. So, now you're raiding my home. Ever meet a warrior that didn't defend his home? The fact that you've wasted all your time, only to find your death here isn't my fault. You shouldn't have started..." With that, he leaps over the table, sword pulled from under his coat, as he stabs for the lad's back.
[#] Kit'n has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
(You see Zybst.)
> If you ask me I'll show you how to become a wolf...
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Samme simply lay against Thom's chest, not breathing much easier than she had been with his arms around her tightly, but enough to keep her alive. She didn't move much at all, being unconscious, though she stayed unnaturally pale.
[#] Lazurious has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Lazurious. ]
(You see Lazurious.)
> I HAVE not transcended to the ineffable through fixed gradations, nor do I or the unfathomable lord of all foresee me doing so. As I project myself unto you as a mortal, my soul contradicts me; I am the immortal -- the incomprehensible -- even as I walk the plainest plains or stand victorious upon the loftiest of crags. I, the immortal -- the will of the dark shamans intents -- the creature born of the abyss -- have been sent forth as a sleeping wolf among sheep; tread softly and hastily.
[ Lazurious whispers, "What?" to you. ]
Ellia A're would watch Trench leap and she suddenly dissappears from her seat, having shot straight up, the powerful muscles in her legs propelling her quickly as she sinks the claws of her right hand into the ceiling, hanging upside down above the male at the table, the snake-head of her staff opening up with a dangerous hiss and a short blade protruding from the throat of the figurine, turning it into a spear of sorts which she then brings down at the equine's head, attempting to slice it open from ear to ear...
[ You whisper "" to Lazurious. ]
[ Lazurious whispers, "" to you. ]
(You see Lazurious.)
> I HAVE not transcended to the ineffable through fixed gradations, nor do I or the unfathomable lord of all foresee me doing so. As I project myself unto you as a mortal, my soul contradicts me; I am the immortal -- the incomprehensible -- even as I walk the plainest plains or stand victorious upon the loftiest of crags. I, the immortal -- the will of the dark shamans intents -- the creature born of the abyss -- have been sent forth as a sleeping wolf among sheep; tread softly and hastily.
[#] Zybst has left the Dark Realm.
[ Lazurious whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Zybst has entered the Dark Realm.
Thomas Bruce wasn't about to simply stand there when potential danger came at him, and he stepped forward, taking the blow on his flank. Probably just as deadly, but he could survive a little longer, anyway. He still had the girl in his arms, and stumbled down, luckily enough. The head of the spear would have scored across his face, from cheek to ear, and he let out a grunt of pain as he went down further. One arm moved behind his back to grab at his sword, and he tried to drag it free of it's harness. A hard glint entered his eye as he looked at the woman who'd stabbed him; she'd be his first target if given the chance.
[ You whisper "" to Lazurious. ]
[#] Zybst has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Kisaki Warua has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench releases the sword as the opponent grabs for it, his otehr paw drawing out a dagger that he uses his forward momentum for, to reach to the other side, offering to stab it there, as well.
[#] Kisaki Warua has left the Dark Realm.
Thomas Bruce: (He grabbed for his own sword, on his back)
Trench: (Ah, either way, the sword that stabbed you was left where it struck.)
Thomas Bruce: (K.)
[ Lazurious whispers, "" to you. ]
(You see Thomas Bruce.)
> A strange apparition; not horse, not man; but Minotaur in its finest specimen. Broad chest, huge, powerful flanks, back straight and unyielding. Darkness abounds, in his pitch black hair, in his intelligent black eyes, his chocolate fur. Standing at a full 6 feet at his waist, he looks powerful enough to not need the wickedly sharp sword strapped across his shoulders... A sadistic glint glimmers in his eyes; this one enjoys inflicting pain.
[ You whisper "" to Lazurious. ]
Samme gave a faint whimper as Thom went down; it wasn't much of a fall for him, but it was bone-jarring for her. Slowly, her eyes opened, and she gave a mewl of pain- her ribs would be black and blue for weeks after this- before she started struggling weakly again. Her eyes, if anyone noticed, were almost wild with panic.
Ellia A're grins with a feral intensity, Throwing her staff through the table next to them, the weapon sinking through the wood to stick there untill pulled out. Flexing her arms, she drops from the ceiling, landing between Trench and Thomas, twisting so Trench's arm goes around her as she kicks off, rolling her body over Trench's arm to land on her paws away from both of them, flexing her claws to cause a cracking noise as she rushes in, pushing off with her legs to flip over Thomas, bring her claws across in a raking motion, attempting to rip the flesh from the man's face as she passes over him. Weather or not she misses, she would land with both feet on the shaft of her spear, grabbing it with a free hand and grinning as
[ Lazurious whispers, "" to you. ]
Ellia A're[c] she balances on it skillfully.
[ You whisper "" to Lazurious. ]
Ellia A're: [*notes, weapon was a staff, then a spear, still a spear >.>]
Ellia A're: [*]
Ellia A're: [bringing*]
[ You whisper "" to Lazurious. ]
[ Lazurious whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Lazurious. ]
[ You whisper "" to Lazurious. ]
[#] Sara Nickoli has entered the Dark Realm.
Thomas Bruce roared as Trench's dagger scored on his solid body, and he dropped Samme to the ground as he turned to retaliate however he could. He stopped however, at the woman's acrobatics, and simply stared. Until she raked her sharp claws across his face, that was, which was when he held his hands up to his eyes, praying he wasn't blind. Fury etched his features and he swung around, arms wide, to try and knock the woman from her perch. Trench, unfortunately, was temporarily forgotten in his rage.
Trench smirks slightly, taking advantage of the temporary lack of notice. He pulls out a small vial, a needle, filled with a blue liquid. He leans low, attempting to remain out of range and sight, and stabs the needle into the lower part of the minotaur's leg, pressing his thumb quickly upon it to pump out the liquid as quickly as possible.
(You see Sara Nickoli.)
> Detrimental gypsy; vexatious 'n wicked tendencies skillfully concealed beneath infantile exterior. Rosebud lips, upturned nose, pools of deep sapphire, and skin - flawless, save rusty freckles spalshed 'cross cheeks - all encased by dark ebony mane; shoulder-length. Sinfully delicious anatomy somewhat carelessly draped in a short red belly shirt; tight black jeans. Black ankle boots are adorned upon her small feet.
* You're back in the Vinca nexus again, the heart of Furcadia. You can reach many main areas from here. For peaceful chatting without any roleplaying, try Acropolis. To find a good roleplay dream, try Imaginarium. Meovanni is the in-between place, for easygoing persona play. To get help or learn something new, try the community center, Naia Green.
[*] Your request has been sent to Ellia A're.
[*] Your request has been sent to Dark Realm.
[*] Dark Realm has accepted your request.
[*] Dark Realm summons you.
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Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
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Trench: Teleport, tavern!
[#] A drunken shift is felt within the Realm.
(You see Sara Nickoli.)
> Detrimental gypsy; vexatious 'n wicked tendencies skillfully concealed beneath infantile exterior. Rosebud lips, upturned nose, pools of deep sapphire, and skin - flawless, save rusty freckles spalshed 'cross cheeks - all encased by dark ebony mane; shoulder-length. Sinfully delicious anatomy somewhat carelessly draped in a short red belly shirt; tight black jeans. Black ankle boots are adorned upon her small feet.
Ellia A're, utilizing all of the agility that her dancer-like form gave her, shoots upwards, throwing herself off her weapon with one hand and catching herself on the roof with her feet, the claws coming from her footpaws sinking into the ceiling and holding her there as she crosses her arms, smileing as her hair hangs down near Trench's head "You missed..." She swings an arm down and snags her weapon, twirling it around and swiftly jabbing the spearhead twards the male's forehead, attempting to sink her weapon into the male's brain..
Ellia A're: [wb, Trench]
Trench: (Heh, thanks.)
Samme felt herself dropped to the ground, and she had the wind knocked out of her yet again. A sharp cracking sound accompanied her landing; something had broken, but there was no telling what it was until she came to again. The girl was in for a long recovery, if she made it through the day.
Trench: (Seems I wasn't the only one.)
Ellia A're: [heh]
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Trench: (Get all the posts?)
Thomas Bruce: [Not sure. I got Samme's, and Ellia's, was that everyone?]
Trench smirks slightly, taking advantage of the temporary lack of notice. He pulls out a small vial, a needle, filled with a blue liquid. He leans low, attempting to remain out of range and sight, and stabs the needle into the lower part of the minotaur's leg, pressing his thumb quickly upon it to pump out the liquid as quickly as possible.
Ellia A're: [yes, he got that I think]
Trench: (Just making sure.)
[#] Sara Nickoli has left the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're: [If you got samme's last one, where she landed on the ground, then your ok]
Thomas Bruce jerked back as he felt the needle plunge into his lower leg, and tried jerking his leg away, stepping dangerously close to where Samme lay. He reared back, then kicked with his powerful back legs at the suddenly remembered Trench. It would take a moment, anyway, for whatever was in the vial to take effect; he was a big man. Ellia's spear came close to it's mark, but the way he'd moved, it cut across rather than sank into his forehead. The blood flowed into his eyes, and he was blind with it for a moment.
Samme: [What's with the crashes today?]
Ellia A're: [I haven't had any o.o]
Trench: (Mine wasn't a crash, I just pressed a wrong button...)
Samme: [That's the second time I crashed since this started.]
Trench rolls back, the poison would end up knocking out the lad. It was a non-lethal poison, but not everything effectiev has to be lethal, as would soon be learned. Now it was merely a matter of waiting it out. He notices the feline he sought to protect and dove towards her, hoping to knock off the minotaur from his feet as he moves under it.
Ellia A're smiles and drops, landing ontop of the table and hopping off, scooping up the younger girl, her leg muscles taut as she lands on the ground so she can spring away, landing on the table she originally at at and laying the girl on a cushion, patting her head lightly as she kicks off once more, landing next to Trench and grabbing her spear where she had dropped it in order to gram the girl, gripping it in both hands as she takes another step back and waits...
Ellia A're: [grab* not gram]
Samme came to briefly as she was patted on the head, and doubled over in pain. She gave a faint mewl as she clenched her eyes shut and bit down hard on her lip, trying to keep from fainting yet again. She swallowed hard, and slowly lifted her head, trying to ignore the pain in her collar-area.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[&] (11:57:56 AM) Away mode set.
Thomas Bruce felt a wave of dizziness come over him, and shook his head as he tripped over Trench, going down hard to the floor. He lay there, stunned for a few moments, before his eyes closed. The last thing he saw before the poison took him was Samme, and the last thought he had was how much he was going to enjoy killing the girl when he got free.
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(You see Samme.)
> A youth sits quietly in a corner nearby, breathing shallowly; it seems that something is restricting chest movement rather harshly. The teenager's hair falls down to rest neatly just below the shoulderblades, but gives no hint as to the sex of the furre. The young adult's face could be called very feminine, but the straight body would make one question again; and the clothing was masculine, right down to the soft leather boots and the cap dropped carelessly atop short, brown curls. [Female]
Trench's breath finally catches up with him a bit, forcing him to begin breathing heavily, looking down upon the beast, "Well.. That was annoying... I never do like fighting minotaurs... Mean beasts... Dragons are worse, though... Still, I told him he didn't want to do it..." He shrugs a bit as he stands, wiping the dirt from his leather armor, "Fortunately, he won't be a further problem... That poison knocks a furre out, but once they awaken... Well, they tend to suffer from severe amnesia..."
Ellia A're walks over to the man and gives a swift kick at his head, looking at trench as she leans against her spear "Do we have any sort of doctor here that could help that poor girl, Trench..?" She turns to look at Samme and clicks her staff against the ground, the spearhead retreating as the snakehead snaps back to normal, returning once more to a staff...
[ Lazurious whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Lazurious. ]
* Current players: Dark Realm, Ellia A're, Lazurious, Thomas Bruce, Trench, Rturgort, Roselani, Samme.
* 8 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 1782 total players online. Uptime 10 days 9:50
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 2631
[#] Ravina has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench looks about, offering a slight nod, "I think Ravina is capable..."
[ You whisper "" to Ravina. ]
[ Ravina whispers, "" to you. ]
Ellia A're: [*jerks a thumb at Laz* Whos this stiff..?]
[ You whisper "" to Ravina. ]
[#] Hito Seijuro has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: (Not too helpful, is he?)
[ Lazurious whispers, "" to you. ]
Ellia A're: [He came in and sat down and didn't even blink]
[ You whisper "" to Lazurious. ]
Lazurious: (I see no need to do anything.)
Trench points towards Samme as Ravina enters, "She's been hurt. Considerably so about the collar line..."
[ Lazurious whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Lazurious. ]
Ravina peers about as she enters. Having followed Trenches scent she moves beside him. "I will see what I can do."
Trench looks back down to the attacker, a smirk playing across his lips, "I have an idea for this lad..."
[ Lazurious whispers, "" to you. ]
Samme whimpered again and simply curled up against the cushion, her eyes closed again. There was a bruise on her forehead where she'd struck the ground, and her ribs were bruised clear around from Thom's brutal grip. There had been the sharp crack of a breaking bone at some point, and from the way she favored her arm, it was probably in that general area. She mewled again, and curled tighter, hearing things through a dim sort of haze in her mind.
Ravina kneels beside Samme and begins examining the noted area.
Ellia A're reaches down and grips the unconcious man by the wrist. She flicks her own wrist and lifts the body up onto her shoulder, holding the large creature easily "Where do you want him to be...? We don't need him stinking up the room with his blood..."
Ellia A're: [can't spell unconcious... XD]
Ellia A're: [I know I spelled that wrong]
[#] Hito Seijuro has left the Dark Realm.
Lazurious: (Unconscious, I believe.)
Ellia A're: [thank you]
Trench: (Beats the hell outta me. I get the point, either way.)
Lazurious: (I'm hungover, though. So I dunno. ): )
Ravina: (Heh, so am I. =P)
Ellia A're: [take Chaser *suddenly becomes an infomercial*]
Lazurious high-fives Ravina.()
Ravina: (*grins then returns IC*)
Trench looks about the room, "We'll take him to the bathes. Ravina, bring that lass there once you're done." With that, he moves from the room."
Ellia A're: [Down in front! >.>]
Trench points to the water, "Put him in there. We'll clean him up a bit."
Ellia A're gives a slight grunt and grabs the limp form hanging from her shoulder and moves her arms, powerfully flinging him across the water, making sure he lands at least halfway across it.
Ellia A're licks the blood that had leaked onto her hands off, giggling "Is that good enough, Trench..?"
Thomas Bruce landed somewhere in the middle of the pool, his dark features obscured by the water. He was unconscious, and couldn't exactly swim at the moment.
Trench shakes his head, his paw reaching out towards the water. The shadows from within the pool begin to raise the head of the 'taur out of the water, assuring he still gets a bit of air, "I don't want him dead..." He sighs briefly before turning to look at the lass, "You did an excellent job. Most impressive."
[#] Pegazus has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're: [that means sit up Thomas]
(You see Pegazus.)
> A nice littel pony girls stending infornt of you.
Ellia A're purrs softly and sits down next to Trench "It was nothing, Trench, he was a pushover..." She yawns and stretches her legs before walking out into the pool, grabbing the man and pulling him back through the water to the side of it, resting him up against the edge of the bath before sitting back down next to Trench.
[#] Pegazus has left the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're: [*wonders if Laz was so drunk he wet his bed, as in standing over it and pissing into it*]
Lazurious: (Where the hell did that come from?)
Trench nods slightly, "He was distracted by his objective. That was our advantage. Now, I hope you appreciate irony, with what I'm going to be doing with him..." He smirks and looks to his side, "I hope you're as good with diplomacy as you are on the battlefield."
Ellia A're: [watching comedy central]
Thomas Bruce: (Sorry, my sister needed help.)
Thomas Bruce was still, after all, unconscious from the poison that Trench had injected into his lower leg. He gave a snort in his sleep, but otherwise was oblivious to what was going to happen to him.
Ellia A're smiles and wraps her tail around the bench "I am very good with Diplomacy, Trench, though not impressive." she looks down at Thomas and sneers "He has no honor, Trench, not even a glimmer of it, why should we let him live..?" She scratches her arm, her hand wet to clean the blood from her fur...
Ellia A're: [I pulled you back over here Thomas]
Ellia A're: [turn around]
Lazurious: (If it were my way, Thomas, I'd eat your heart. ): )
Ellia A're: [He doesn't have a heart to eat]
Trench smirks, "Because... He will... And, really, just what is honor? We fought him, two on one... I don't care much about honor, as I don't tend to use it, myself. No, what we're to do with him... he will not have his memory when he awakens. We shall give him a new one. Rather than hunting out that lass, he'll now be sworn to protect her."
Lazurious: (There aqre other things in his body worth gnawing on, too, though, Ellia.)
Ellia A're: [I do like roasting hearts on a spit, though...]
Trench: (Sick bastards.)
Thomas Bruce: (Well, grow up in the sick, depraved world that Thom grew up in, and see how you turn out. :P)
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Ellia A're grins "I never said I have honor, Trench. I am just saying, neither does he. I would not be spared by most if they had an opportunity to kill me, because they would know I would come back." she giggles almost insanely, and flicks her tail back and forth behind her...
Ellia A're: [Not sick, Trench, just... ebil]
Thomas Bruce simply lay there, half submerged in the water, still unconscious. The poison couldn't last for too much longer, surely- as large as he was, it was probably surprising that he'd stayed down as long as he had. Then again, he'd been injured rather seriously in the flank, side, and face; perhaps that had something to do with it.
Ellia A're: [there is no food in this godforsaken house...]
Ellia A're: [*grabs a stick and hunts* Brb]
[#] Lazurious has left the Dark Realm.
Trench nods as he looks down to the lad, "It doesn't matter... If something does happen to bring him back, I'll assure it doesn't happen, again... In the meantime, he's a strong warrior. He's had nothing to do for the past year or two but hunt down some little lass. Obviously, not big in assignments. Chances are, others will also try to find her, and I can't keep looking out for her. Seems to me, this'll work out for all."
Ellia A're: [yay, ordering pizza...]
[#] Bumblebee Sally432 has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're: [unfortunately, I will have to go to sleep while waiting for pizza.]
Thomas Bruce: (That's not good. Back later?)
Trench: (Um... Okay...)
Ellia A're nods and stands up, ptatting Trench on the shoulder "Come find me afterwards, Trench, and we will finish our discussion..." she smiles and walks off, grabbing up her staff [AFKNEZ]
[#] Rturgort has left the Dark Realm.
[#] echnu the demon has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] Den Fa has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Den Fa. ]
[ Den Fa whispers, "What did I miss?" to you. ]
[&] 12:26:43 PM Player Den Fa is online.
[ You whisper "" to Den Fa. ]
[ Den Fa whispers, "ho was the minotor?" to you. ]
(You see Thomas Bruce.)
> A strange apparition; not horse, not man; but Minotaur in its finest specimen. Broad chest, huge, powerful flanks, back straight and unyielding. Darkness abounds, in his pitch black hair, in his intelligent black eyes, his chocolate fur. Standing at a full 6 feet at his waist, he looks powerful enough to not need the wickedly sharp sword strapped across his shoulders... A sadistic glint glimmers in his eyes; this one enjoys inflicting pain.
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] A chaotic shift is felt within the Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Den Fa. ]
[ Den Fa whispers, "Euh?" to you. ]
Trench shrugs a bit as he slaps the minotaur, in an attempt to awaken him.
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[#] Den Fa has left the Dark Realm.
[*] Den Fa joins you.
[#] Den Fa has entered the Dark Realm.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Ellia A're, Ravina, Thomas Bruce, Trench, Bumblebee Sally432, Roselani, Samme, echnu the demon, Den Fa.
* 1951 total players online. Uptime 10 days 10:17
* 10 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 2631
Den Fa: [word]
[ You whisper " " to Den Fa. ]
[ Den Fa whispers, "Negative. Nothing in my data base." to you. ]
[#] Daymus has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Den Fa. ]
(You see Daymus.)
> From beneath a foldable leather hat, long mahogany hair falls down his back. His deep red eyes are hidden by the shadow of his hat. A long dark coat covers him, open down the front. A striped red button-up shirt and a buttoned black lambskin vest was upon his chest. Tanned cloth pants protected his legs though worn and dirty. On his belt, an ebony whip with a holly handle. A bulge in the back of his coat might reveal a second whip. (http://iland.net/~drew/whips/b&w.jpg)
Thomas Bruce grunted in pain as Trench slapped him, and came to wake startled. "'Ey now, wha'd I do t'ye?" he managed, sounding dazed.
Trench: It's alright, you got banged up pretty bad... You okay?
[ Den Fa whispers, "I bring the croud with me. :-P" to you. ]
Ravina walks in behind Samme and moves to the side away from the others as she crosses her arms over her chest.
Den Fa isn't here Icly. ):[]
Samme walked into the baths slowly, watching Trench warily as he slapped Thom. She stood back against the wall, terror and confusion filling her; what was he doing, and why did he want her here?
Ravina: M'Lord Trench, She is healed.
[#] Roselani has left the Dark Realm.
Thomas Bruce moved around a bit, testing limbs and muscles, and winced when he came to his flank. "Nay," he replied. "Dunno what happened, but my flank seems a bit disabled. And my face hurts, and my side. By gods, what did I get into?" he asked.
Den Fa: [Lazmafaz]
[#] Lazurious has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench nods slightly to Ravina, raising up a single digit to keep all about silenced as he looks to Thom. He responsd to the question, pointing towards Samme, "There was a lad that had attacked that furre, there. Being her protector, you stepped up to defend from this attacker. He tore you up pretty good, but in the end, you beat him down. Not before getting rather well banged up, though."
Lazurious: (Woah, woah, woah. Make room, boyz.)
Lazurious: (Daymus, you tripped me out. x.x)
Lazurious decides to come.()
Den Fa: [Laz. ):< you smell bum.]
Lazurious: ( ): )
[ Den Fa whispers, "I didn't tell anyone, and poof everyone comes in after me. o.0" to you. ]
Daymus: (I did what?)
[#] Ancienilian has entered the Dark Realm.
Den Fa: [Porn movie with me.]
[ You whisper "Aye, well, I had also told them to come here once Samme was healed up." to Den Fa. ]
[ Den Fa whispers, "hrm Laz, and Daymus too? " to you. ]
[ You whisper "Laz, yes. Day, no." to Den Fa. ]
Lazurious; there was a silence to his precise, almost planned, steps that ones mind may find difficult to fathom -- to even fancy it was unheard of. However, be that as it may, he approached as a wolven garbed in manifolds of caliginous robery; as per usual, his presence was at least ominous, but to what extent would he take this factor? Irrelevance! Hearken as I tell you now -- with no fault to my tounge -- with slip to my thought -- of how his presence infact became beknownst: (c)
Den Fa: [*brb need to throw up due to that post*]
Lazurious -- He swept himself off to the side, nigh the wall and next to Daymus were he to be IC, then, in succession to his movements, his raspy, ancient voice came forth, "Trench." Every other little irrelevant movement made by his body to retain poise or shift comfortability will not be noted as they are just a bother.
Thomas Bruce nodded slowly, then shook his head. "I dun remember anything," he replied, looking at everyone suspiciously. "Who're ye, lad?" he asked, looking at Samme. "'Ow'd I become your protector, and what am I protecting you from?"
Trench: (Repost for Samme?)
Thomas Bruce nodded slowly, then shook his head. "I dun remember anything," he replied, looking at everyone suspiciously. "Who're ye, lad?" he asked, looking at Samme. "'Ow'd I become your protector, and what am I protecting you from?"[]
[ You whisper "" to Samme. ]
Samme's eyes widened, and she shook her head, confused, unsure of how to respond. She was still pale from the past half hour or so, and when something spoke inside her mind, slowly, she let herself lean back against the wall and sink to the floor and curl up. "Wha-?" she managed, shaking her head again.
Ravina's feels her task is done and her presence not needed she moves to the door.
echnu the demon: [i herd ppl say that ther are twinks in her]
Ravina: (Unless stopped of course.)
Lazurious spanks Ravina on her way out.()
Ravina kilz Laz with a look. Muahah)
Lazurious, fear stricken to death. God damnit.)
Trench sighs as he looks to Thom, "As you can see, Samme there is still quite shaken from that attack... It'll take some time before that furre is able to still stand tall."
Ravina isn't stopped so she exits with a flutter of her robes.
Lazurious: (Trench doesn't even repond. ): Man, I'm going back ooc.)
Lazurious ooc's.()
Trench is obviously a bit distracted with something else...
[#] A tiring shift is felt within the Realm.
Lazurious should have atleast been noted. if not by speech, atleast by post-action.)
Trench agrees and apologizes.
Lazurious yawns.()
echnu the demon: [boring]
Thomas Bruce slowly pushed himself to his feet, looking down at Samme with suspicion. There was something... But what? He didn't know; maybe he was her protector, but why couldn't he remember anything? A good question to ask, and so he put it forth. "Why can't I remember anything?" It made sense for the lad to be shaken; he looked young. Thom took a tentative step forward, testing his weight against his flank. It felt like someone had stabbed him, and though walking was hard, he could do it. "C'mere, lad," he said, his voice carrying a commanding ring.
echnu the demon: [when are you guys gonna fight this is boring]
Samme: [You missed the fight.]
Lazurious: (After you lick my enormous ballzack, Ech.)
Den Fa: [Echnu, when are you going to go away, you're boring.@]
[#] Bumblebee Sally432 has left the Dark Realm.
Lazurious; vanishment.()
[#] Den Fa has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Lazurious has left the Dark Realm.
Trench nods slightly, acknowledging the question, "You may notice a rather large strike upon your head. My guess is that they knocked the sense out of you, so to speak. I think because of it you got a bit of amnesia. It's alright, though, we'll help you get back into the swing of things."
[#] Sara Nickoli has entered the Dark Realm.
Samme froze as Thom stood; he was a lot taller than she was, and when he stepped closer to her, she had to tilt her head all the way back to be able to meet his eyes. She cringed, shaking her head at the larger man's commanding tone. "Nae, 'm alrigh'," she managed, lowering her head down protectively against her knees.
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Tiye has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Tiye. ]
[#] echnu the demon has left the Dark Realm.
[ Tiye whispers, "Tiye still could not respond because she is mostly mundane, with hardly the chance to use telepathy...she would nod however, lest he would know." to you. ]
[#] Shakuro has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "Trench responds, regardless, even without knowing, " to Tiye. ]
[#] Ellia A're has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Daymus has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Shakuro has left the Dark Realm.
(You see Thomas Bruce.)
> A strange apparition; not horse, not man; but Minotaur in its finest specimen. Broad chest, huge, powerful flanks, back straight and unyielding. Darkness abounds, in his pitch black hair, in his intelligent black eyes, his chocolate fur. Standing at a full 6 feet at his waist, he looks powerful enough to not need the wickedly sharp sword strapped across his shoulders... A sadistic glint glimmers in his eyes; this one enjoys inflicting pain.
(You see Tiye.)
> Extravagantly displayed; lust for power revealed within the chroma of her ochre rimmed irises of jade. The arches defined her being seen throughout a kalasiris draped beneath a linen sheath of crisp white. Scarlet sash about her thin waist was knotted and draped neatly. Carcanet collar about her neckline is completed with carnelian, lapis lazuli, chrysoprase, and so forth. Bare footed paws exceed splendorous adornments for the eye to feast upon.
Trench should repost?
[ Tiye whispers, "Tiye shrugged her shoulders upon hearing his words. But there was a much longer explaination as to what had happened and in Tiye's beliefs. She was not trusting of many people here. Not yet anyway." to you. ]
Thomas Bruce brushed his hand against his forehead and winced, then nodded. "'Right," he acknowledged, then went down on his knees to look closer at Samme. He grasped her arms and pulled them away with one hand, and lifted her chin with another, noting the fear in her eyes. Confusion knit his brow, and he shook his head, looking back at Trench. "Why's 'e afraid of me?" he asked.
Samme: [Repost?]
Thomas Bruce brushed his hand against his forehead and winced, then nodded. "'Right," he acknowledged, then went down on his knees to look closer at Samme. He grasped her arms and pulled them away with one hand, and lifted her chin with another, noting the fear in her eyes. Confusion knit his brow, and he shook his head, looking back at Trench. "Why's 'e afraid of me?" he asked.[]
Trench watches as he interacts with the lass, "You have to understand, he's been through alot... It was quite an experience before you were able to get to the attacker. Don't worry, things will calm down. It was just a very rough experience."
Tiye slipped into the bathing chambers quietly and leaned against one of the columns, enjoying the coolness it gave off. She was very appalled by those present for that meant she could not bathe. Instead she would simply brush her fingers through her hair which had been combed and unbraided, not it was fixed perfectly straight. Words spoken arounded her were ignored, not of importance to her.
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[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] Nyarlathotep has entered the Dark Realm.
Samme looked at Trench, and slowly stood, pulling away from Thom. "Speak t'ye outside?" she murmured softly, not waiting for his reply before she left the room, a little dazed. She held her arm close to her chest, favoring it, and she breathed a little strangely, he'd notice. Above all, she was terrified.
Trench looks to Thom, "If you would excuse us a moment..."
[ Nyarlathotep whispers, "Are you there?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "For the moment. I was about to head out, tho." to Nyarlathotep. ]
[ Nyarlathotep whispers, "Ah. I had intentions of a little meeting." to you. ]
[ You whisper "I'll work it out, at some time. Now just isn't a good one." to Nyarlathotep. ]
[ Nyarlathotep whispers, "Contact me when you do." to you. ]
[ You whisper "I shall." to Nyarlathotep. ]
[#] Nyarlathotep has left the Dark Realm.
(You see Ancienilian.)
> Familiar spirit to someone. Hard to say who.
Ancienilian lunges out of the shadows, a darting flash of dark fur, long ebony knife barred and gleaming, dripping with some obscure poison. Rushing forward, he thrusts the knife at Trench's back.
Trench's ears flatten a bit as something from the shadows moves aggressively. He leaps off to the side, reaching for the attacking paw as he turns, pulling the arm forward, using the forward momentum of the attacker to throw him towards the stone wall across the way.
Samme sat down on one of the rocks beside the entrance, and buried her face against her knees, finally letting herself cry. She hadn't before, either because she was too much in shock or too proud to let the tears fall, but here she was, all but sobbing. She looked up at Trench, just in time to see what looked like a spirit thrusting a knife for his back, and she scrambled for her feet, backing against the wall. This was too much for her, she didn't know how much she could take in a single morning.
Ancienilian flies through the air, smacking against the wall with the sound of breaking bones, crumpling to the floor in a heap.
Trench grumbles a bit as he walks towards the form, looking down upon it, "Really... You hadn't been informed... I am a being created from the shadows. You hide in the shadows from me, is like hiding from a normal furre in broad day light..." He shakes his head a bit as he reaches down and grabs the chin of the lad, reaching for the knife with the other paw, "Who sent you?"
[ You whisper "" to Den Fa. ]
[ Den Fa whispers, "Nyarthan dude?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Tiye. ]
[#] Thomas Bruce has left the Dark Realm.
Ancienilian gazes up, his eyes showing an otherworldly gleam. "My master has great reason to hate you and yours.. My loyalty to him is unswerving, you will not have his identity from my lips."
Trench clenches the knife within his paws, "Your master is foolish to think he can defeat me from such a simple attack. He doesn't even know what makes me... It was Ka'al, wasn't it?"
[ Den Fa whispers, "Need help? :-P" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Den Fa. ]
[ You whisper "(That last one should've been OOC.)" to Den Fa. ]
Ancienilian: My master is no doubt unknown to you, he has never met you, yet you represent a monsterous threat to his land, and he will spare no effort to protect it. I am merely one of a hoard of servants he has devoted to your destruction.
Tiye came upon being summoned, her eyes shifted to the femme and then to Trench before finally resting on Ancienilian. "Get out of my way....please." She held her tongue to keep from calling the male peasant. That would have been bad. She blinked and looked at the femme, stepping into the water to stand before her. "Good day to you."
[ Den Fa whispers, "hrmhm" to you. ]
Ancienilian: [Note: I'm crumpled on the floor with broen bones. And a knife at my throat. Can't move.]
Tiye: (Move your damned avatar.)
Trench: (I also threw you against the wall on the other side of the cave.)
Tiye: (Thanks.)
Samme simply stayed back in the shadows of the stone wall, tears still spilling down her face. She curled up again, sitting in the water and mindless of how it soaked her clothing and fur. She noticed Tiye coming out of the waterway, but lowered her head anyway and closed her eyes.
Ancienilian: [No problem. Didn't realize the water was walkable.]
[#] Sara Nickoli has left the Dark Realm.
Trench sighs as he draws out a small vial, a needle attached to it, a blue liquid within, "Your master should've seen me on a diplomatic way, rather than just sending out attackers..."
Ancienilian: Bah. His ambassadors have all been scorned by your underlings. His attempts to make peace have been thrown back in his face.
Trench sighs as he shakes his head, "It's hard to find good help, these days... As your master will now learn, as well. A shame, too. I'm alot more diplomatic than the underlings, sadly.. Ah, well..." With that, he plunges the needle into the furre's skin, pushing the liquid into him.
[ You whisper "" to Den Fa. ]
[ You whisper "" to Den Fa. ]
[#] Ellia A're has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Den Fa whispers, "omw" to you. ]
[ Ellia A're whispers, "*Ellia has awoken*" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Den Fa. ]
[#] Den Fa has entered the Dark Realm.
Ancienilian flinches at the touch of the needle, but nothing more. "We have heard of your... diplomacy Trench."
[ You whisper "(Great timing. I gotta head out, myself. I actually should've been gone a bit of time, ago, but someone attacked me.)" to Ellia A're. ]
Tiye stared at the femme and sighed softly. "Come now, act like a real woman. Stand up, out of the water and tell me what ails you. I can assist you in any way I can." She gave a reassuring smile. "My name is Tiye-merenese, but you may call me Tiye. What is your name?"
[ Den Fa whispers, "Where is this all going on." to you. ]
[ Ellia A're whispers, "heh" to you. ]
Trench chuckles, "Perhaps... But it is far more effective, and tends to be beneficial for all involved. Doesn't matter, you won't remember any of this in the near future. The poison will first put you to sleep... Once you awaken, your memory will be completely wiped."
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
Tiye: (Den! <3)
Ancienilian: [I should fall asleep now?]
[ Ellia A're whispers, "[Sure, which one is it?]" to you. ]
Trench: (It could take a few rounds to take effect.)
Ancienilian: [very well]
[ You whisper "(Um, that one... The one about to sleep. Heh.)" to Ellia A're. ]
[ Ellia A're whispers, "[What am I seeing..?]" to you. ]
Den Fa arrived, floating an inch above the floor arms crossed, hidden deeply within his large silk cloak. (<3 Tiye.) He looked to wards Trench, his over sized hood masked his figure, like the rest of his body. He'd look down at Ancienilian, more like loomed down infact.
Ancienilian stares up defiantly, the drug not quite taking effect yet. "Your policies are well known to us. We expect no mercy. The time for diplomacy has come and gone."
[ You whisper "(The kid is on the ground, crumpled, Den just got here, I'm leaning next to him, about to pull a needle out.)" to Ellia A're. ]
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Trench shakes his head, "A pity... If you seek to carry this out, I will only find it to my advantage, and your kingdom has assured it's death." He stands, pulling the needle out as he does so. "These two will tend to you, now. I fear I must go, myself."
Samme sniffled once, and looked up at Tiye, then slowly stood, dripping water everywhere. "I-I.. I don't kn-know h-how.." She was confused, obviously, and she looked to Trench for an explanation of exactly what ailed her. "I-I am Samme," she managed, knowing that much at least. The name was pronounced 'Sammy', much like a boy's name, and spoken with a faint accent.
Ancienilian begins to drift off, his final words coming out in a slur. "We have no hope anyways. This was our only chance... more will come..."
Ellia A're would have arrived by landing on a large boulder overlooking Trench and the boy, her staff resting in the crook of her arm. Her long silver hair hangs down over the limp one infront of her. She looks to Trench and raises an eyebrow "What do you want us to do..?"
Trench: You will live, you will not work for your master anymore, but you will live... Those after you, however... Will not. Ellia, Den Fa knows the details. I thank you both. He should be knocked out in a moment. A good day to you all.
Ancienilian slumps into a coma, barely whispering his last words. "The Lord Gwledig is not without access to magicains and drugs himself...."
Tiye turned to look at Samme now that she stood. Arching a finely painted brow as the girl confessed to not knowing how to be a woman. "You cannot? Ha! Of course you can. It is so simple, I shall teach you, Samme." The name rolled off her tongue so very uniquely, because of her eastern accent. "Hmm...for one thing your clothing must go..." Her eyes traveled over to Trench. "My lord...will you give me permission to teach this girl?"
[ You whisper "" to Ancienilian. ]
[ Ancienilian whispers, "It's a title. :-D" to you. ]
Trench nods as he looks to Tiye, "You may do as you need."
[ Ancienilian whispers, "Won't do you much good, unless you stumble upon someone who's heard it specifically and remembered it." to you. ]
[#] Hayde has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "Then nevermind." to Ancienilian. ]
(You see Hayde.)
> Cheeky smile flashes as this figure pulls a rather large, black top hat from her head. A violet ribbon lies upon the end of her tail in a neat bow, and also around her left wrist and right ankle. The suit she wears might remind one of a beetle, two 'wings' extending out on either side of her thighs, and a purple tie hanging loose over her jacket. Ebony feathers might be seen around the middle digit of her right paw, being a ring from her lover. [Ryuu's Princess] [Married To Ryuu. Yuh.]
[ Den Fa whispers, "what must I do exactly, turn him to our side?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "He's about to lose all his memory. Help him with a new one." to Den Fa. ]
[#] Sara Nickoli has entered the Dark Realm.
Samme blinked, and looked down at her worn but servicable clothing. "M-my clothes?" she asked, looking up at Tiye with something like fear, but nothing like what had been in her eyes moments ago. She crossed her arms defensively over her chest, and shook her head. "What's wrong wi' 'em?"
Ancienilian is unconcious
Ellia A're: [ha, I'm not the onlyone who can't spell it!]
Samme: [You just forget the 's' in it.]
[#] Sara Nickoli has left the Dark Realm.
Tiye would bow her head and smile profusely and again look over at the girl. "Will you be comfortable wearing poisoned rouge?" Soft smack of her lips was sounded as a look of amusement grew to her aspect. "Your clothes, Samme, are not feminine, nor do they even give suggestion that you are female. But do not worry. We shall find you some better ones." Her eyes traveled over to Den Fa, what a curious being.
Trench kicks the thing before walking away, "When he awakens, he won't remember a thing... Make sure he remembers his loyalties to this kingdom. How fortunate that he's been placed on the winning team."
Trench: Teleport, master!
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Jenelle has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Roselani has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Shakuro has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Diablo2 has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] Alathio has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Diablo2 has left the Dark Realm.
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[ Set Calabrian whispers, "I hear Cotys Has left the realm" to you. ]
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[ You whisper "She has..." to Set Calabrian. ]
[ 11:23:58 AM Ellia A're whispers, "*A light giggle is heared next to your ear and Ellia's voice penetrates into your brain, a light use of telepathy* May I, Trench...? Or would you rather kill him yourself..?" to you. ]
[ 1:31:23 PM Set Calabrian whispers, "I hear Cotys Has left the realm" to you. ]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "Pity" to you. ]
[ You whisper "I was not happy about it, but if it's something she feels she must do..." to Set Calabrian. ]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "I can see how you would not be" to you. ]
[#] Darien has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "Aye, at the time, she was the closest thing to a mate that I had..." to Set Calabrian. ]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "Understandable" to you. ]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "If it helps, set's been single for about 3 years or so :-P" to you. ]

Session closed 2004-12-05 13:34:40



Session started 2004-12-05 19:22:07

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Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
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* More than one furre's name begins that way. You need to type more of the name, or maybe all of their name, so I can tell exactly who you mean! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
Trench: Teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
Trench: Teleport, tavern!
[#] A drunken shift is felt within the Realm.
Trench: Teleport, bathes!
Trench: Teleport, bathe!
[#] A purifying shift is felt within the Realm.
(You see Ravina.)
> Back in her more familiar form, grey crystal specs still cover ebon eyes. Laced up vest covers her upper half, while a loin cloth covers what is vital while showing off corded leg muscles. Arms often folded over her chest, eyes narrowed in a severe fashion. Ears poke through dark hair that cascades mid waist in a wavy curtain. Wings encased in wing coats of mithril, protrude from two holes cut in a long black cloak, the hood pulled up.
[ Ellia A're whispers, "we are sitting outside the throne room" to you. ]
Trench leans back.
Trench: Teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
(You see Zekken Kronos.)
> The uniform this furre wears seems to be that of a strange organization known only to those who know more than they are supposed to. His arms and face have several scars across them including a scar that runs from the middle of his cheek down below the collar of his shirt. At his sides are two empty sheaths with which a magical aura seems to emanate from within. He has a heavy Romanian accent. [race:ask me age: appears 25, status: single, Guardian at Lerdia. IC only please. winter combat uniform]
* Current players: Dark Realm, Ravina, Ellia A're, Zekken Kronos, Trench, Æn1mal.
* 6 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 3079 total players online. Uptime 10 days 17:12
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 3096
[#] Æn1mal has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Æn1mal.)
> If consequences dictate my course of action, it doesn't matter what's right. It's only wrong if you get caught. If consequences dictate my course of action, I should play God and just shoot you myself.
Ellia A're purrs and looks at Trench as he sits down. Ellia's tail waves behind her as she motions twards the lord of darkness "Trench, this man asked for you when he came in, apparantly he has some information for us..."
Zekken Kronos is about to speak but stops as he notices the new comer knowing full well who it is... "Good evening good sir... How fair thee this day?"
[#] Janus Omega has entered the Dark Realm.
Ravina stands just outside the entrance to the Throne room with her arms cossed.
Trench pats Ellia's paw as he sits, offering a nod of greetings to Zekken. "I don't know. I'll tell you by the end of this meeting... They say you're from Lerdia? Tell me, what is it I may do for you?"
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Zekken Kronos looks around at the surroundings with a bit of interest... He wasn't going to speak to him with this many spectators... "Good sir do you have anywhere we may speak alone? I believe you would appreciate it just as much as I..."
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "you've waged war on rather new kingdom have you not?" to you. ]
Trench nods, quiet understanding. He had requested such from the Queen of Lerdia, and when denied, had declared war, in the past. It would be hypocritical for him to do anything different. Still, he offers one request, "Would you mind if one joins us?"
[ You whisper "I have. But I'm not sure who, yet. Apparently, a kingdom sent an assassin after me. Unfortunately, he was quite good at keeping the identity of this kingdom a secret. All I know is they know I may one day come for them, and they wished to strike at me before I was able to strike them." to Set Calabrian. ]
(You see Janus Omega.)
>
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "They did, and they came to me to do that" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Ah, so you know the attacking kingdom..." to Set Calabrian. ]
Zekken Kronos thinks to himself and knows that there would be suspicions as to his motives... "I will allow it but may I ask who and what they are first?" His voice was slightly filled with a bit of worry as he knew how outnumbered he was...
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "It's more than one right now" to you. ]
(You see Ellia A're.)
> Wild and untamed, graceful and deadly, these describe the woman before you, with her staff, adorned with a golden viper headpeice and long silvery hair hanging to her waist... [Demoness] [Dragoness-wanna-be] [Roses plz!]
Trench nods slightly, "It was the lass that was speaking to you before I got here." He indicates to Ellia, "And the reason I'll make clear later, if it's all the same."
[ You whisper "Hm, I've been rather inactive. I'm surprised so many have found me so threatening. Where do you stand on these kingdoms?" to Set Calabrian. ]
Ellia A're purrs and scratches her chin as if bored, her tail wrapping around her staff and lifting it up to carry it without having to fill her hands...
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "I've so far, chosen no sides" to you. ]
[ You whisper "I see..." to Set Calabrian. ]
Zekken Kronos nods and accepts the proposal... He awaits for a place to go... As he has only been here twice before he did not know the layout quite yet...
Trench: Then, please, do excuse me...
Trench: Teleport, forest!
[#] A peaceful shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "Though Set would be more than happy to Icly share the information he knows" to you. ]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, " ;-)" to you. ]
Trench: Privacy
Trench: Privacy
* More than one furre's name begins that way. You need to type more of the name, or maybe all of their name, so I can tell exactly who you mean! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[*] Your request has been sent to Ellia A're.
* 3117 total players online. Uptime 10 days 17:24
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 3117
* Current players: Dark Realm, Ravina, Ellia A're, Zekken Kronos, Trench, Æn1mal, Janus Omega.
* 7 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
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[*] Ellia A're has accepted your request.
[*] Ellia A're joins you.
[*] Your request has been sent to Zekken Kronos.
Ellia A're: Meanie, I can't teleport..
[*] Zekken Kronos has accepted your request.
[*] Zekken Kronos joins you.
Trench: You will, once I'm certain about you.
Ellia A're puts on a pseudo pout in Trench's direction.
[ You whisper "We will be in need of meeting, soon..." to Set Calabrian. ]
[#] Æn1mal has left the Dark Realm.
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "Set's been watching this situation with care, and has learned much so far" to you. ]
Zekken Kronos removes the empty sheaths from his sides and sets them on the grass in front of him... "Now as for information I must ask you if you will agree to my price for this such information?"
[ You whisper "Aye, my spy network has failed me quite a bit. But, considering who I put in charge, I'm not surprised... But, really, her job was to find out what kingdoms are of value, not to find if any are conspiring." to Set Calabrian. ]
Trench quirks a brow, rather curious, "I suppose that depends on the price..."
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "Then she would have passed these ones by. It is not them that pushes the war. They have gained, in their mind, heros" to you. ]
[ You whisper "That's the problem with the lands... Everyone believes the stories in the good guys always winning... So, who is pushing this war?" to Set Calabrian. ]
Zekken Kronos smirks slightly as his eyes begin to glow their normal icy blue colour... "I request something that very few shall agree to simply because it is worth so much more than one would believe..."
Trench: Go on...
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "I've heard one whisper, mind you, only oocly, but abaddon want trench out and the DA to be his." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Abaddon? It couldn't be him... That'd just be foolish, for two reasons... One, without Trench, there is no DA. Two, if he did manage to get Trench killed, Micheru would still be in charge of the DA. He'd do better to get Micheru killed and merely get in my good graces so that I place him in charge of the DA. Maybe I'm the only one that can actually think things through, though..." to Set Calabrian. ]
Zekken Kronos looks at the seemingly peaceful nature as if saying something that was not out of the ordinary... "My price is either blood or souls... And how much one is willing to pay makes how much I give away..."
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "Maybe so, but from what I've heard, thinking has no part in their plan" to you. ]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "A formidable force as well if they stand up to those they have named" to you. ]
[#] Morgana Elza`bet has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're begins to giggle insanely "Trench, I can cover this price for you, I have... a puppet, you might say, that would be willing to give up her soul for me should I command her to do so..."
[ Morgana Elza`bet whispers, "No playing today either?" to you. ]
Trench quirks a brow, "You sound like a combat parasite." He looks towards Ellia, nodding a bit, before returning his gaze to Zekken, "Would that do?"
Zekken Kronos looks to the female with a curious look... "And do you truly believe that only one will get you much? There is more to this than meets the eye..." He knew what his price was supposed to be and doubted they would agree to such a high price...
[ You whisper "Mm, much playing, I think... Unfortunately, such leaves little extra time." to Morgana Elza`bet. ]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "In your foes mind, with abaddon with them, yamo amd my forces will fight with them against you" to you. ]
[ Morgana Elza`bet whispers, "Okay" to you. ]
(You see Morgana Elza`bet.)
> A magnificently structured creature, and Graceful fatigue. Her velvet colored hair pulled up in a bun, metallic hairpins keeping it held. Azure colored optics. Pale untinted flesh. Her mid-section fastened by a black corset, with lace streaming. Holding her chest in place. A black thigh heighted skirt. Upon her right hand a metallic claw is worn. Her left wrapped in a black glove. A white trench opened freely to let the fabrics around her body to be shown. On her feet, boots [Vampyre]
Ellia A're gives out a long, peircing, whistle and a distortion appears on the cliff wall nearby. She smiles "Oh this woman can bleed for a long time, Zekken, and then you can take her soul if you need, she is but a blood puppet, once a woman, now a shell whos soul I have twisted about my fingers..."
Trench shakes his head as he looks to Ellia, "I know what he wants... He wants blood of power..."
(You see Zaera.)
> You see a tall female wearing dark blue armor. Her chestplate and the armor going down her left arm and her left gauntlent were all platemail, whereas the rest was leather. Her bright red hair was tied back in a pony tail, she wore no helm, and at her left hip was a longsword in it's black scabbard. [IC 20]
Trench quirks a brow as he looks towards Zaera...
[#] Zaera has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "Were I you, I'd be very busy right about now" to you. ]
Ellia A're purrs "Well, ambitious isen't he..?" she giggles and plays with her tail as if not really interested in what they have to say.
[ You whisper "I'm always busy. I lead a kingdom, and not all of it is combat." to Set Calabrian. ]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "Well, mine is. The simple life of the warriors. We are able to keep our eyes and ears open" to you. ]
[ You whisper "What do you know of Ka'al?" to Set Calabrian. ]
Ellia A're: [she isen't going to talk if your waiting for her]
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Zekken Kronos shakes his head solemly as he looks back to Trench... "Good sir I was hoping for souls more than blood and a free soul is much more useful than an enslaved one... But if you would be willing good sir I would like to borrow your soul for a small amount of time... That would be enough..."
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
[#] Avernos has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Ellia A're whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Avernos has left the Dark Realm.
Trench shakes his head, "There are some very serious reasons that I can not afford to give up my soul. That, no matter what the offer, will not change."
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "Not much, if anything" to you. ]
Zekken Kronos nods slightly... "Perhaps then you can find one that is important to you?"
[#] Janus Omega has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: I could never order another furre to give up their souls for me... Nor would I ask such. I never request something from another that I refuse to do, myself.
[#] Morgana Elza`bet has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
Zekken Kronos smiles and stands to leave... "Then we cannot do business together... I must apologize... Good day to you both..." He turns and begins to leave...
Trench nods slightly, "And a good day to you."
Ellia A're walks over and pats the female on the head "You can go now, good hunting.." she watches as her puppet rises and dissappears...
[#] Zaera has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Zekken Kronos has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Micheru has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench sighs as he rubs his temples, "This I do not need, right now..."
Ellia A're giggles "Well, Trench, do you really think he had any information you could not already obtain..?"
[#] Jahana has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench shrugs a bit, "Maybe I can gain it... But, it may be an issue of timing, at this point. Ah, good, Jahana is here... She'll be able to help out."
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Katmandu has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
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[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench releases a sigh of relief as more enter, "And Kat... Good, the staff is beginning to come in..."
Ellia A're smiles and walks over to him, laying her thin hands on his shoulders "You should lighten up, Trench, find something enjoyable to do, your too tense..." She rubs his chin with her tail and purrs lightly so he can hear her "I, myself, enjoy taking the souls of innocents and using them to spy on my enemies..."
[#] Hayde has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Ellia A're: Which is how I knew that man was a Guardian at Lerdia, and most likely just wishing for a bargaining chip to use against you...
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Hayde has left the Dark Realm.
Trench shakes his head a bit, yet offers no resistance to your rubbing, "You don't understand... I had hoped to put in all my time and resources into learning about you, finding out if you will take the position you seek... Instead, I've been getting in reports all evening of some serious attacks coming this way in the near future."
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're giggles "Anything you wish to know, I will freely tell you, Trench..." she leans close and whispers into his ear "Nobody has the information about me you wish for... all they can tell you, is what you already know..."
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench quirks a brow, as he looks towards you, "I've noticed. I've asked around, checked my sources... You are quite an unknown." He shakes his head as he looks forward, once more, "No, but there are things that I must find out, for myself. See how you react to certain situations and what not..."
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Ellia A're purrs gently and continues to rub his shoulders "What can I say... I am an elusive creature.. now, I do want to give you a treat though... would you like to meet my little spy within Lerdia...?"
Ellia A're: The same spy I can use over, and over, and over again, as she is constantly changing her form...
Trench quirks a brow, once more looking to you, "I do... But, there is far more to tend to, beforehand. Perhaps we should wait for that?"
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[#] Darien has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Ellia A're purrs and presses her palm into his back, causing a popping noise in his spine "Don't worry, it won't take long, and you may even like her..."
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
Trench sighs, but finally waves a paw, "Very well."
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "Is there something I should know?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[#] Darien has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Neiraz has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "I don't know, I'm still finding things out, myself." to Set Calabrian. ]
(You see Neiraz.)
> Before you stands a creature who never looks quite the same.... you may see her once as a feline, another time as a canine, and sometimes you may not see her at all. The apperance she favors is that of a black canine with a white shirt and blue trousers on. She is a Warper, and if you may not want to know what that is.....
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Ellia A're motions to the fox "The poor fools of Lerdia know her as Zarien, the lady knight, a blue feline... and she can change her apperance into anything she wants..."
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "Give Set 30 min- 1 hour" to you. ]
Neiraz kneels before Trench, her bushy tail wrapping around her waist as she lowers her eyes "Lord Trench..."
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Trench quirks a brow, "And this one is trusted within the kingdom?"
Ellia A're smiles "She is not to be trusted by anyone, but she is loyal to me... Neiraz, demonstrate to our Lord Trench your abilities..."
[ You whisper "Before meeting or for a meeting?" to Set Calabrian. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "before that, or any other thing. " to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Neiraz stands up and nods... The air above her head shifts, as if it were being stirred by an invisible spoon.. It begins to spin as water does going down a drain, growing larger constantly untill the spiral is as large as she is. It begins to lower and a cracking and stretching noise is heared as it goes down, conforming to her body as it begins to absorb her into it.. the lower it goes, the more her body changes... When the spiral finally gets to the ground, instead of a black female wolf, a yellow male squirrel stands before him, smileing with masculinity... she preforms the same technique several times, going from a squirrel, to an minotaur, to a dragon, and back to a wolf...
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Ellia A're smiles and presses into Trench's back once more, easing the tension within his muscles "She is a Warper, Trench, the best of spies you can find..."
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench nods slightly, "Indeed... If such is the case, then we need to learn what that lad had to offer us. I suspect it was very little, but... I still must know for certain."
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Ellia A're nods and snaps her fingers "Become Zarien once more, and go back to your post as a lady knight, find out what he wanted..."
Neiraz nods and bows to Ellia, and then to Trench... the ground beeneath her distorts and she slowly sinks into it, dissappearing from the Dark Realm.
[#] Neiraz has left the Dark Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
Trench quirks a brow, almost offensively, as he looks up towards you, "What did you do to Jahana?"
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Ellia A're purrs and raises an eyebrow "What did I do indeed, for I have never interacted with her before... perhaps she is hallucinating, Trench." She, very calmly, flicks her tail back and forth "Unless you are testing my reaction, really I don't know her, and even if I did I would only harm her if she posed a threat to my person.."
Trench nods slightly, though seems a bit uncertain, "She is one that has been at my side for years... And, as I tell her the news of you possibly taking up position here, she threatens to leave..."
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Ellia A're places a finger on her chin and scratches "Perhaps she should tell you her problems... perhaps it is that she feels threatend by my presence here...? It may be that I have insulted her with my calm demeanor in the face of... everything."
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Trench nods slowly, but merely responds, "I will not lose Jahana... That is not an option..."
Ellia A're: Then speak with her, Trench. Ask her why she feels threatend by myself...
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench: Perhaps you're right... Perhaps she is a bit jealous. Maybe she feels the position you are attempting to take is rightfully hers...
[#] Onen Klaas has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're: Speak with her about such then, Trench. Perhaps she feels she loves you, even though you yourself have said you cannot return such an emotion.
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Ellia A're: Though, more likely..
[#] Bul-Kathos has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Ellia A're: she could be upset she would be in a position where she could lose power.
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Trench: Hrm... She never struck me as a power hungry type...
Ellia A're giggles "Women are fickle, Trench, you may never know a woman's true mind untill it is too late, but no worries - I would not betray you, if that thought crosses your mind..."
[#] Bul-Kathos has left the Dark Realm.
Trench shakes his head, "That is not the issue at hand... The issue is, if you taking up this position poses a threat to her, if it even makes her less than comfortable, then it shall not be done. I will not permit such betrayal from myself to one of the most loyal furres that has ever graced my presence."
Ellia A're nods and leans back in the chair, crossing her ankles "Well, talk to her Trench, see what the matter is..."
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Onen Klaas has left the Dark Realm.
Trench releases off a sigh, briefly... "It's come..." He speaks almost absently, "It always comes, but it was too soon,t his time... The circle is completing it's turn..."
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Ellia A're raises an eyebrow at him and sits up "Whats come, whats wrong Trench...?" She doesn't like hearing things that she did not understand "What do you mean, the circle is completeing it's turn..?"
Trench looks up to you, his eyes seeming a bit worn. Perhaps it was always there, perhaps it's merely his shadows that make up his form finally showing himself, "My life is a cycle. Always has been, always will be... I live, rise to power... I gain it all... Then, somewhere along the lines... I lose it all. I fall. I always fall... And the end of the cycle, I always fall, then I disappear for awhile, come back, and the cycle starts again."
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Ellia A're sighs "Ah, yes, the regeneration cycle of your's... it must be rough for you, but, then again, I have gone through something similar before.. Uncomfortable, isen't it..?"
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench: It's not just that... It's political power. I don't know if I can explain it well, but it is what happens. I gain all the power of the world, I become legendary... And then, when I'm at the highest point of my reign, something happens... It varies on what, but it's a gathering of situations that brings me down. Topples me. It does. And now, with Jahana turning, the enemies piling at my door... Micheru's all but disappeared. Things are not going well...
[#] Samme has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Sabrina Dragon has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're nods and reaches over to pat him on the shoulder "And it is for such a reason you need a wife, a Queen strong enough to help you through that part of your reign, isen't it..?"
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Trench looks back to you, his eyes almost intense, "Is it? I mean, truly, I don't even really know you. Yes, you are overly tempting, very aggressive, a great fighter. By all rights, you seem perfect, not just for myself, but for the Realm. But I don't know. And this is something that I don't know if I can rightly gamble on."
[ Sabrina Dragon whispers, "allo" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Sabrina Dragon. ]
[ You whisper "(Please, do check the board...)" to Ravina. ]
(You see Slyan Elem.)
> A shrill cry rings out as the curved blade of an Edoryu knife slides against a whetting stone.Its bearer is clad in dark blue,&shod in black;with red bracers&a crimson cape.Long white hair hangs down unbound&gleaming cold,framing a face fair&sable-hued.Piercing eyes glance down upon her work,fierce they are&yet soft,revealing this Drowish womans inner nature:prone to great wrath&capable of the kindest mercy. jpg:hometown.aol.c^hunterexamus8386/images/sly
[#] Slyan Elem has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ Sabrina Dragon whispers, "how are you this evening?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Sabrina Dragon. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Ellia A're nods her head "You need solidity, and this is not something you can go without. You need to follow your instincts, Trench. You will lose it all because of something you cannot control, I cannot tell you the correct answer, but I can tell you that you are capable of turning this entire situation to your own advantage..."
[ Sabrina Dragon whispers, "aww" to you. ]
[#] Gaius Aurelius Canus has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench nods slightly, "That does remind me... When you first came in here, you knew a great deal about me. Why? I mean, why did you know so much and, more importantly, why did you choose this kingdom? Why did you choose me?"
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "Set is meeting with one of the ones that wants you gone right now" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Great... Events are not going well." to Set Calabrian. ]
[#] Gaius Aurelius Canus has left the Dark Realm.
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "The tide will shift yet, I assure you" to you. ]
[*] Jahana requests permission to join your company. To accept the request, type `summon and press . To decline, type `decline and press
[#] An ingenious shift is felt within the Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, " [ Ravina whispers, "(Read it)" to you. ]
[ Ravina whispers, "(Heh, I ment I read it. Not that you should since you wrote it. LOL)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Heh, yeah, I got ya... Anyway, you see the problems we're facing.)" to Ravina. ]
[*] Jahana requests permission to join your company. To accept the request, type `summon and press . To decline, type `decline and press
Ellia A're smiles and laughs "I told you I would, and so I shall answer. I have watched you for a while and have come to the conclusion that you need help, weather you admit it or not. And I would rather be on the side that is chaotic and unpredictable, than the side that is patheticly weak. You are the strongest, Trench, and only for a while are you weak, and I can help you there. The main reason, though, is because you remind me so much of my first husband, the onlyone of my mates that I came close to 'loving'."
[#] Cæser has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench pauses a moment, uncertain how to take the last part... But, he shrugs a bit, his brow furrowed a bit in anger, though the anger is obviously not directed to you. He stands, stepping forward before opening a portal in front of him.
[*] Jahana joins you.
Jahana inclines her head, then bows a bit at the waist. "Good evening."
Trench sighs as he turns back to sit, "Please, Jahana... You know you are beyond such formalities..."
Ellia A're nods at Trench as he stands up, and raises an eyebrow at Jahana as she appears. Ellia continues to lean back in her chair, her ankles crossed as she grips her wrists behind her head, listening and watching.
Jahana: Formalities keep things in perspective. Now, an introduction?
Trench takes in a deep breath, his amusement seeming to quite low, "Ellia... This is my longest standing loyalty. Without this lass, I would not be standing here, this day." His gaze then looks up, "Jahana... This is Ellia... She has been watching us for some time..."
Jahana nods, and bows her head on Ellia's direction. "M'lady, it is a pleasure. I am here to serve you in any way you need. Just ask and I will do." She raises her head back up, paws slipping behind her back to clasp together at her waist.
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "Set now knows every force that stands against the DA" to you. ]
Jahana: (Errr.... lower back instead of waist)
[ You whisper "That does make him quite valuable to the DA, then, doesn't it?" to Set Calabrian. ]
Ellia A're smiles and stands up, walking over to the woman and peering ito her sightless eyes "Mmm, greetings Jahana... I am Ellia A're, Mistress of the illusive and respected A're clan, one of which you probably never heared aside from me..." She giggles a bit "Jahana, I would not think of adding to your responsabilities with the minor things I require, I need so very few things, and I feel we may get along after a while..."
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "I'd say it would" to you. ]
[#] Crevan Angelfox has entered the Dark Realm.
* Sorry, that furre isn't in this dream! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[#] Crevan Angelfox has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "Let me know when you are ready to meet..." to Set Calabrian. ]
Jahana shakes her head. "No request or duty is insignifigant or minor. I am your humble servant, and therfore your's to command. Please do not hesitate to so so." Despite the seemingly friendly manner of Ellia, Jahana's face remains expressionless, almost as if set in stone. "As I said, it is a pleasure."
Jahana: *to do so
Trench growls lowly before he stands, "If you would both excuse me, there is something quite urgent that I must tend to." With that, he storms from the forest.
* You've discovered Imaginarium. Play here follows the Consent Rule. As it's more of a back-stage area, feel free to discuss in-character, "IC", action and upload roleplay-oriented Dreams. The Imaginarium has entrances to two additional main areas suited for roleplaying, Theriopolis and Goldwyn. Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream. (Dream by Sidereal, Talzhemir and Emerald Flame)
(You see Rai Faistar.)
> A broken demon, an abomination of his kind, encircled completely by darkness. Dark strands of cobalt hue stretch down his back, lingering at his waist. Once bright ocean blue eyes are now replaced with spheres of blood red. Remaining dark markings scar themselves across his gray fur, pulsating with electricity. Two large horns bulge forth from his forehead, curling up past the dragonic wings that rest upon his back.
(You see Risicka.)
> A diluted demon; feline form was dented with feminine curves top to bottom and layered over with black velvety fur. Silver eyes were accented by red markings which peek through untamed silken hair. Sleevless shirt dressed upper torso respectfully while trousers were belted to her waist and fell over bare foot paws. Large feathered wings pop from her back, each plume holding a unique shimmer. A ring of promise glimmered on her finger while she'd be seen holding a newborn. (Am'Rai Faistar.)
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
(You see Lord Syris.)
> www.freewebs.com/cain_child/syriswolfbane.htm
(You see Kisaki Warua.)
> Serval-like auds twitched slightly as the Aquacyan tendrils of hair were shifted from her face by the weak breeze, revealing optique that simmered like the intense churning flames of the sun. Her thick ebony pelt was scarred with brushstroke stripes of lavender and white. She paused, a soothing yet cocky purr erupted from her throat, reaching a growl almost before it died off with the breeze.
(You see Slain.)
>
(You see Sublime.)
> I wait for you here, and here shall I always. Till the cities and mountains crumble to ash. I'll stand here and look out past the horizon. And wait for you and my heart to come back. [www.tiku.deviantart.com] [ooc] [Am'Toumoei] [4h,28m]
(You see Yumenori.)
> You see a Canine with blood red hair and strong
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ Katmandu whispers, "Katmandu calls out with her mind, ~I have some keys and stones for you, Jahana wanted me to give them to you.~" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ You whisper "" to Katmandu. ]
Masayuki Yamaguchiya: I'd get you loaded.
(You see Trench.)
> Royal blue hair drapes over his shoulders, cascading down his back. Dark cold eyes look past his elderly, yet sharp and dark face. Coal leather armor encases his body up to his neck, down his arms to his wrists. Odd black metal bracers cover his lower arms and fingerless gloves cover his paws. A dark blade peeks out from under his black cloak-like jacket and three black spheres orbit ominously around his form.
(You see Terry Forbet.)
> Terry is a 5 foot and 5 inches tall wolf. His fur is not naturally black. He uses a furcolour to blacken himself and wears only black clothes, except for his green cape. He moves silent and all of his clothes make as good as no sound while he moves. His face is covered by the shadow of a hood. At his neck is a black leather collar with a dark green stone, like jade.The only marking he else has is a small emblem he wears at his black metal belt buckle. A white keyhole-shape. [Mysterious...]
[ Katmandu whispers, "~Very well, I am listening.~" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Katmandu. ]
* Welcome to Furrabian Nights, a place of exotic delights. This is an R rated area. Children under 13, or anyone playing a character under 13, are not allowed here. If you are between 13 and 18 years old and you don't have your parents' permission to be here, please leave now. Any wishing to engage in behavior going beyond an R rating, please upload a dream and keep it private out of consideration to others. Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream. (Dream by Kee En'Darvin, Talzhemir, Gar, and Emerald Flame)
Shimofuri: ha. i knew i'd outwait him.
(You enter the dream of The Hentai Club.)
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 912)
* Welcome to Furrabian Nights, a place of exotic delights. This is an R rated area. Children under 13, or anyone playing a character under 13, are not allowed here. If you are between 13 and 18 years old and you don't have your parents' permission to be here, please leave now. Any wishing to engage in behavior going beyond an R rating, please upload a dream and keep it private out of consideration to others. Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream. (Dream by Kee En'Darvin, Talzhemir, Gar, and Emerald Flame)
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ Katmandu whispers, "Kat's expression is one of confusion, ~There are not many places I know aside from my home. Send for me when you are ready.~" to you. ]
(You enter the dream of The Hentai Club.)
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 912)
* Welcome to Furrabian Nights, a place of exotic delights. This is an R rated area. Children under 13, or anyone playing a character under 13, are not allowed here. If you are between 13 and 18 years old and you don't have your parents' permission to be here, please leave now. Any wishing to engage in behavior going beyond an R rating, please upload a dream and keep it private out of consideration to others. Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream. (Dream by Kee En'Darvin, Talzhemir, Gar, and Emerald Flame)
(You enter the dream of Tails bar and Tavern.)
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 794)
* Current players: Shamera Nekatah, Wingly, mawtha, Tears of Love Angel, Winger Darktail, Trench.
* 6 players in the dream of Tails bar and Tavern.
* 3159 total players online. Uptime 10 days 18:45
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 3198
[#] A Cute Furre has just entered the Bar
[#] Thank you for coming to my Bar and Tavern, i hope you enjoy your stay with us. Triggers for this dream are as follows, Bar, Party bar, Chat area, and Sitting area. To look at our staff list, Say Staff, or for our Bosses, say Bosses. To see the Rules, Say Rules. To see Our Members, Say Members. We are always hiring, Please e-mail me at Tailsbar@Hotmail.com if i happen not to be on, with your furc character, job you want and a small rp of you doing your job. Thanks again, Owner Tails the Catt!
[*] Your request has been sent to Katmandu.
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] A Cute Furre has just entered the Bar
[#] Exodia9 the bouncer is here, stay out of trouble or you'll have to deal with him
[#] A Cute Furre has just left the Bar
[*] Katmandu has accepted your request.
[*] Katmandu joins you.
[#] A Cute Furre has just entered the Bar
[#] Exodia9 the bouncer is here, stay out of trouble or you'll have to deal with him
[&] 8:58:56 PM Player Ryukishi is online.
[#] A Cute Furre has just left the Bar
[#] A Cute Furre has just entered the Bar
[#] Exodia9 the bouncer is here, stay out of trouble or you'll have to deal with him
[#] A Cute Furre has just entered the Bar
Trench just found a random place. "There are many troubles within the Realm, now... You should know these things, as they will certainly effect you. Already, you've heard of Cotys leaving, I'm certain."
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Katmandu shakes her head, "I felt Cotys leaving, I was not told by anyone but feared it was so. And now I have these things to give to you." She opens her palms to reveal a set of skeleton keys and some dark stone. "Jahana wanted you to have these and said she would not longer reside in the realm but that she would visit."
[#] A Cute Furre has just entered the Bar
[ Ellia A're whispers, "~A special message arrives to your hand by a wind elemental that then dissipates. It reads as such~ I feel this information to be vital to your being... the second attacker you faced was [a twink] apparantly sent by a lord who has an extensive amount of drugs and posions, I believe it would be for the best to require any warriors that aren't able to defend from posion to have antidotes upon their persons.. ~ It is signed from Ellia~" to you. ]
Trench: That's the next thing, aye... Jahana won't be a part of us. This is my fault... I have been most foolish... And I fear this one mistake I have committed will be my greatest downfall.
[ Ellia A're whispers, "[and, I can't get out of the forest]" to you. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Katmandu bites her lip, curious to know from the beginning, as Jahana hugged her goodbye. "What happened that made Jahana wish to leave?"
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Trench sighs, "There is a lass that has asked to be at my side... I haven't accepted, but I was thinking about it... Jahana was... Quite upset by this."
[#] A Cute Furre has just left the Bar
[#] A Cute Furre has just entered the Bar
[#] A Cute Furre has just left the Bar
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Katmandu lifts her brow, "I would be concerned to, depending on the femme."
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Katmandu: too*
Trench: Aye, well, it's more than that... After being told this, she had come to finally confide in me... The fact that she has loved me all this time...
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ You whisper "." to Elliar Rein. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Katmandu gives a look of confusion, "Who? Jahana or the new one? I do not know much about what Jahana did while you were away. I stayed in the realm and hibernated for the most part. But then, I am only a creature of that one place."
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Trench: It was Jahana who has loved me... Now, our relationship is very cold... She stays only out of obligation.
[ You whisper "." to Elliar Rein. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Katmandu sighs, "And this new one, how well do you know her? What kind of femme is she and how will she take to me? Or need I ask since I am never in the same room with you anyway and she will be."
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench: Well, you not being in the same room as I is something I never much cared for. As of the lass, I don't know much of her, but she seems very regal... She seems to fit with me rather well... But, if it causes these issues with Jahana... Well, Jah has been by my side for years. I can not betray her like this.
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ You whisper "." to Elliar Rein. ]
Katmandu smirks, "If Jahana is cold, and I have seen her be this way before... they you deserve someone who is warmer. And if it's regal you are after you will never want me. And I will bargain you we will never spend another moment alone in any fashion. If she is the one you left me and Micheru in the room with, I will have my own reason to want to leave."
Trench sighs, shaking his head, "I don't know if she was... I don't quite recall that, but... See, it's these problems... I can't keep up making peace in this Realm and fight some massive war... I just can't do it... I'm retiring, lass. I'm not leaving the lands, but... I do think I'm going to close the Realm."
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Katmandu shrugs, "Then I will find another home. Thank you for warning me. I hope you are happy with your new life."
Katmandu: [don't know if she has what?]
Katmandu: [confused about that]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench: Kat... I don't want you to find another home... You are my slave, I your master. It is my duty to keep you safe. To take care of you. I want you to come with me.
Trench: I haven't done well for you, for some time... I never liked that...
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "*it would be me" to you. ]
Katmandu displays an impish grin at these words and as if still fishing for reassurance and compliments continues. "Once there was a time that I felt sure Jahana hated me. I don't thinik that now but is she your mate or not? She was once, she would still prefer that. And I don't know the other femme but I did not like the way she spoke of you after you left."
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Trench quirks a brow, a bit confused, "Do you remember the name of the lass?"
[ You whisper "." to Elliar Rein. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Katmandu shakes her head, "I don't think she told me but I was looking for another and walked into a room where you and Micheru were, with this one and you left before I could speak, soon after Micheru left as well and I was left alone with her."
Trench: And what was it she had said?
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Katmandu shrugs, "The exact words do not come to mind but it was her haughty tone and the way she looked down on me."
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench: I don't know even if we're speaking of the same furre... It doesn't matter... If she causes more problems than she solves, I will not go down that road.
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Katmandu smirks, "She is very certain that she is worthy of your attention and from you own words, she is right. I am but a slave and should be used to getting looked down on. I will know when I see her. She is quite unmistakeable with long silver hair."
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench: Hrm... No, that is her... Maybe she is, but the Realm holds priority over my personal opinions. And if all others in the Realm feel she is a problem, then that is truth, and the problem that I have permitted in will be stopped.
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Katmandu smiles wanly, "You have already said you are going to close the realm. Jahana is cold, Cotys is gone. There will soon be no one to have problems with but me. I am not sure I am ready for that."
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(I think, honestly, it has more to do with OOC reasons)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Oh?)" to Jahana. ]
Trench shrugs, "I wanted her for the Realm, I thought maybe she would offer stability of some kind... I don't know her enough to want her that badly, personally."
[ Jahana whispers, "(Plain and simple hun... she is a first class bitch, and rude as hell. The first night I met her, and this was with a potential Realm member, she was very nasty.)" to you. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(All OOC, of course. She could have been having a bad night. Who knows?)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Yeah, it's things like that I wanted to find out before I made anything official. If she's going to be that way, I certainly don't want her around.)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(I know some info OOC too, that makes me leery of her IC presence. I havent heard her specific name mentioned, but call it a gut feeling. I DO know that there is a definite plot going on to take over the Realm.)" to you. ]
[#] A Cute Furre has just entered the Bar
Katmandu hangs her head to hide her expression of remorse, "Sometimes it is your heart you must follow. If this one is for you, it will grow with time. That Jahana would leave so abruptly at knowing you have taken a new mate... well, she said she would be visiting. It is hard for me not to see this new one as one more barrier to you, though I will serve in the way that is expected. I will not voice my own desires or needs."
[ You whisper "(Yeah, I know that much... Maybe it is convinient timing. It was just amazing, she knew every button to push. I've never seen one work as she had... It was, at the very least, impressive.)" to Jahana. ]
Katmandu: [must run to take kid somewhere, grrrr]
Trench: (Alright, later then.)
[ Jahana whispers, "(That should make you even more leery right there. My advice on the roleplay thing? Keep her here, but do not declare her queen. Use the excuse that Trench wants everyone to get familiar with her. It's a set family, blah... blah... )" to you. ]
[#] A Cute Furre has just left the Bar
Katmandu: [kk, can I leave my avatar here?]
[ Jahana whispers, "(If the roleplay goes well, and it seems she is accepted, then go with the queen thing.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(He was already doing that... I don't know. Obviously, nothing further on that issue will go, from this point, as she's gone for the eve.)" to Jahana. ]
Trench: (It's not my dream. =P)
[#] A Cute Furre has just left the Bar
[ You whisper "(Personally, I think the only reason that everything has piled up all at once is because I've been away for a bit of time, so everything that's been building is just now coming as I'm finally able to come on.)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(I just know she was quite nasty OOC wise. I have at least 5 potential power players ready to come in just because of my presence and the potential presence of another. She just needs to calm the rudeness is all IF it is a regular thing with her.)" to you. ]
[#] A Cute Furre has just left the Bar
Katmandu: [Ok then. I won't be that long. If you want to give me a post for that one. Just give it some closure.]
Katmandu: [back in 20min or so]
Trench: (Alright.)
[ Jahana whispers, "(You could be right, and I am sorry if I added to that. I was just playing Jah true to her character. :-()" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(No, it's been a very intense RP. I like that. I don't like things planned out, or to be forced to be played otherwise...)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(I agree absolutely. Random is always the best.)" to you. ]
Trench shakes his head a bit, "Perhaps... You really should voice yourself to me, more often." He releases a sigh, "Maybe the Realm won't close, I don't know. Time will tell... I'll leave it be, for now... But I'm seriously thinking she won't be a part of it, if we do stay up... Well, I should return to the Realm. Please, come by when you're ready."
[*] Your request has been sent to Dark Realm.
[*] Dark Realm has accepted your request.
[*] Dark Realm summons you.
[*] Dark Realm asks you to join his / her company. To accept the request, type `join and press . To decline, type `decline and press
[#] A Cute Furre has just left the Bar
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 474)
[ Jahana whispers, "(Jah will always love Trench. This will just give her the momentum to move on now with her life in a personal sense. She will always be in his ear and at his side. ;-))" to you. ]
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
* Caution: This is a Rated 'R' IC area. Common RP rules apply. If you are under the age of at least 16, preferably 18, it is strongly recommended you leave. Otherwise, there are no rules, here. Anything goes. For More information hit F8: ftp://twolfhound.dyndns.org/Pages/index.html
[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
(You see Morgana Elza`bet.)
> A magnificently structured creature, and Graceful fatigue. Her velvet colored hair pulled up in a bun, metallic hairpins keeping it held. Azure colored optics. Pale untinted flesh. Her mid-section fastened by a black corset, with lace streaming. Holding her chest in place. A black thigh heighted skirt. Upon her right hand a metallic claw is worn. Her left wrapped in a black glove. A white trench opened freely to let the fabrics around her body to be shown. On her feet, boots [Vampyre]
Trench pokes.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Ravina, Sabrina Dragon, Slyan Elem, Jahana, Terry Forbet, Riddick Xavier, Merah Seitimalac, Tayn Razorwind, Xaren Krygor, Morgana Elza`bet, Trench.
* 12 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 3085 total players online. Uptime 10 days 19:39
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 3198
[ Morgana Elza`bet whispers, "Thats horrid, having me run around the dream looking for you" to you. ]
[ You whisper "I am evil..." to Morgana Elza`bet. ]
[ Morgana Elza`bet whispers, "I'll find you." to you. ]
[#] Janus Omega has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "(And there is one, suspected OOC culprit right there. ;-))" to you. ]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] Shevanel has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "(I think Janus has been after me for some time...)" to Jahana. ]
[ Morgana Elza`bet whispers, "Or maybe not" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Many books..." to Morgana Elza`bet. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(I am almost certain you are right. Want to know the funny part, though?)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Hrm?)" to Jahana. ]
[ Morgana Elza`bet whispers, "And that could of been why I missed that." to you. ]
[#] Slyan Elem has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Merah Seitimalac has left the Dark Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "(Let's just say that Jahana has more influence IC wise than anyone realizes. She, alone, could possibly turn every table in favor of the Realm.)" to you. ]
[ Ravina whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Merah Seitimalac has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "(There's more than one reason Trench likes to keep her happy...)" to Jahana. ]
Trench: Ugh, good timing... Something has come up.
[#] Judeau has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Judeau.)
> Of the sands, a tan skinned human with little care toward others and a certain disregard for the rules. A pair of oversized, golden (hoop) earrings accentuate long ebon hair settled beneath a turban that rests atop his head. Simple cotton trousers, extending to his sandals, and a bundled shirt of the same material (sleeves torn off jaggedly) cover his well defined and tattoo/rune covered body. Looped about his waist is a belt that plays host to various knives as well as a dangling scimitar.
Morgana Elza`bet: You're the on that kept me running
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "well, it seems what I heard was true" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Aye?" to Set Calabrian. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "Jahana grins. ()" to you. ]
[#] Xaren Krygor has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Slyan Elem has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench now has to run, himself, to the throne room...
Trench: Teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
Ravina looks back at Jahana. "This welp may have information for him he may wish to know."
(You see Tayn Razorwind.)
> Ancient Beast; Tayn towers over most at a massive eight feet in height, body built like a rock wall. Flesh covered with a thick hide, over this is a layer of hardened ash and rock so thick only millenia of time could support. Even at this level, muscles press and define so hugely through his body that the skin looks barely able to contain the power. Bloodied mane falls to mid back and over a quad of hide covered wings. Below these wings extends a tail, medium length and perfect for crushing. Titanic
Trench: Aye, well, go on...
(You see Riddick Xavier.)
> A young canine with a natural instinct and will to battle. He holds a custom-made ninja sword and a kunai. He also holds concealed weapons. He was born with exceptional fighting skills and has only been improving as he goes through life. [Straight, Sub] [14 IC] [Eta Fighter - TWPF] [Fixed sword, better than before] [Was given a moon stone by Straay]
(You see Sabrina Dragon.)
> You see before you, a snow leopard, rare perhaps.. or perhaps not.. Her hair is a white/grey shade like a cloudy February morning, On her right cheek, there is a spot which looks somewhat like a cresent moon and star. Her clothes are simple, new tunic, trowsers, and a quiver of arrows at her side. she's very good natured. always willing to talk. [healer/theif] [no consent needed except for death] [Ravina's chylde and Bloodpet][vampyre]
(You see Shevanel.)
> Vie for the endearing hope; to conquer the inevitability that is evil - no longer to horde the misanthropy, but to emancipate a new horizon. A gift, blessed, therefore, destine to defeat the new misjudgement. A testament of true fearlessness, an unconventional cadence - a spark without a glow. Bleached rags of decadence, a sash to unite. Bamboo to cling, stones to fling.
(You see Judeau.)
> Of the sands, a tan skinned human with little care toward others and a certain disregard for the rules. A pair of oversized, golden (hoop) earrings accentuate long ebon hair settled beneath a turban that rests atop his head. Simple cotton trousers, extending to his sandals, and a bundled shirt of the same material (sleeves torn off jaggedly) cover his well defined and tattoo/rune covered body. Looped about his waist is a belt that plays host to various knives as well as a dangling scimitar.
Ravina goes to one knee gracefully in a respectful bow to Trench then rises up and motions Tayn to bring Terry closer to thew Throne.
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "Set can tell trench ICly later, but Abaddon has join with the other forces if he will be placed at the head of the new DA" to you. ]
Terry Forbet holds a sword up...
Jahana arches a brow. "Oh....?" She casually reaches into her pocket and withdraws a small bag, obviously filled with coins, from the gentle clinking heard as she places it in her lap.
Terry Forbet: I'm not giving information for free...
Tayn Razorwind has Xavier on his shoulder, still carrying him to the room. "Oooo...I get another." He then takes a fucking leap to the corner of the room, his wings outstretched to block passage, Moving to grab him by the ribs also and heft him up. "Talk or I get a meal."
Ravina's paw is instantly filled with her sword as she mutters one word.
Tayn Razorwind: [Twinked]
Trench sits, merely watching, patiently...
Riddick Xavier: I do not like the way the forces I am currently on is acting, so I am offering to switch sides to your forces. Depending on your decision will determine what and how I give any information away.
Terry Forbet: You should train your beast to be faster than this..
Jahana holds up the bag. "Twenty gold pieces. Your's if you talk." She is definitely no nonsense, ain't she?
Tayn Razorwind: [Dude, eject Terry, he has no idea how to RP]
Terry Forbet: [Heh, posting an action you can't actually do is RP then?]
Judeau: (Apparently he knows the difference between than and then.. so that's a-okay in my book. BUT I DON'T MATTER. SO.)
(You see Riddick Xavier.)
> A young canine with a natural instinct and will to battle. He holds a custom-made ninja sword and a kunai. He also holds concealed weapons. He was born with exceptional fighting skills and has only been improving as he goes through life. [Straight, Sub] [14 IC] [Eta Fighter - TWPF] [Fixed sword, better than before] [Was given a moon stone by Straay]
[#] Rose The Dark Dragon has entered the Dark Realm.
Jahana: (Oh, just roleplay. I am loving this and I dun wanna have to textually bitchslap anyone. :P)
Tayn Razorwind tosses Xavier to the floor infront of Trench, after walking forward so as not to hurt him just yet. Standing over the smaller creature he just watches.
[#] Hayde has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Hayde.)
> Cheeky smile flashes as this figure pulls a rather large, black top hat from her head. A violet ribbon lies upon the end of her tail in a neat bow, and also around her left wrist and right ankle. The suit she wears might remind one of a beetle, two 'wings' extending out on either side of her thighs, and a purple tie hanging loose over her jacket. Ebony feathers might be seen around the middle digit of her right paw, being a ring from her lover. [Ryuu's Princess] [Married To Ryuu. Yuh.]
Terry Forbet nods and takes his sword back. "Call him away from me and gimme the coins and I'll talk..."
Tayn Razorwind: [Eh, gonna do something most people don't do and use the ignore function.]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench leans down as he looks upon Xavier, "Tell ya what... With the position you're in, you don't have much to bargin with. You talk, and we won't kill you. Depending on what you have to say will determine your position with me."
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Ravina fixes a glare on Riddick. "Speak as M'Lord Trench has other things that be important to tend to."
Ravina ish confuzzled.
Terry Forbet blinks, wondering if they are talking to Riddick or to him...
Trench: (Jahana is talking to Terry, I'm dealing with Riddick.)
Jahana shakes her head. "Any who know me, know that I am one of my word. You talk, and the information is useful, you get the coins. Not a second before." Her words are for Terry.
Riddick Xavier: There's nothing but fighting to live for. I offer my hand in battle alongside your forces. If you want to kill me, fine. There is minimal reason to stay alive.
Trench nods slightly, "And who was it you worked for?"
Riddick Xavier: I used to work for the Castle you're planning on attacking. I do not like their ways, and I'm now offering my hand to your forces.
Trench's brows furrow skeptically, "And which Castle is that?"
Terry Forbet: Well then... I listen in Rhuddlan's castle about all he plans. At your planned invasion, i know his defense strategy... ...and as I told to Ravina is Riddick part of a mercenary pack that Rhuddlan hired as new guard dogs.
[#] Judeau has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Madame Darkness has entered the Dark Realm.
Riddick Xavier: Rhuddlan.
Trench looks over to Ravina, "We were planning an attack on this kingdom?"
Ravina shrugs. "Tis what he told me."
[#] Nhaya has entered the Dark Realm.
Riddick Xavier: It is what I heard.
Terry Forbet: Rhuddlan gatherat least allies against you.
Riddick Xavier: So I want to rub it in Rhuddlan's assface.
Terry Forbet: *gathers
Trench: Well, I know Cotys and Raven were the ones working on this one... Cotys left, I had hoped Raven had spoken to you...
Ravina shakes her head and frowns. "I have nae seen either in sometime."
Trench looks back to Riddick, "What about what Terry says, that you were sent here to try and get in... How do I know you shant betray me?"
Terry Forbet: Rhuddlan is currently in Lerdia... at least he was around one hour ago.
[ You whisper "Rhuddlan... What's his part in all this?" to Set Calabrian. ]
Riddick Xavier: If I do, you may slay me.
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "You wanted to know ehere the assassin came from did you not?" to you. ]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "where*" to you. ]
[ You whisper "I mean, is he heading this up, or is he just another pawn of someone?" to Set Calabrian. ]
Terry Forbet: He has allready gathered many allies... the wolfpack mercs... the havioc barbarians and the Lerdia's forces...
Trench: Why does he wish me harm?
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "HE started at the head, though he is now a pawn" to you. ]
Riddick Xavier: Besides, I hate that Rhuddlan son of a bitch. He is such an arrogant bastard.
[ You whisper "Who is now the head?" to Set Calabrian. ]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "Maxi and aba" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[#] Feliloup has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Tayn Razorwind whispers, "~Get his info, kill him, and let me have his soul?~" to you. ]
Terry Forbet: Very convincing...
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "Maxi is the one putting everything together" to you. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "he' the one that also came to Set tongiht" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Tayn Razorwind. ]
[#] Rose The Dark Dragon has left the Dark Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ Tayn Razorwind whispers, "~Aww, yes Sir~" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Terry Forbet: Well... what about my reward?
Jahana holds the bag up, dangling it from a finger. "Well, you see.... I have a problem with all of this," she murmurs.
Riddick Xavier doesn't care about the money. He'd do it for free for his hate of Rhuddlan. But he'd say nothing until he was given reason not to dislike the Dark Alliance either.
Terry Forbet grins. "Then it is good I not told my most valueable information."
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[ Tayn Razorwind whispers, "[Yeah, I actually ignored Terry LOL]" to you. ]
Trench repeats, "Why does this lad wish me harm?"
Jahana smirks. "Was not our agreement useful information?"
Riddick Xavier: He said you were planning to invade his castle.
[#] Madame Darkness has left the Dark Realm.
Trench growls lowly,
Trench: That foolish ass...
(You see Janus Omega.)
>
Terry Forbet: I told you useful information... you know now who his allies are and what they plan. But if you want I tell you their dfense strategy... ...well...
Terry Forbet holds a hand up, with the open palm.
[#] Feliloup has left the Dark Realm.
Tayn Razorwind begins to flex his arms, swinging them side to side as if warming up for crushing things. Ah, the one track mind.
Merah Seitimalac laughs.
Riddick Xavier: [I must go.] So what is your decision: accept me into your pact or lose a free offer in battle and a lot of information when you kill me?
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "just remember, I told you nothing ;-)" to you. ]
[#] Xaren Krygor has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: I will accept you.. But I will watch you...
Riddick Xavier: As you wish.
Tayn Razorwind stifles his dissapointment, hungry beastie.
Terry Forbet: What about me and my reward?
[#] Emily Brinestar has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Riddick Xavier shakes his head. "Is all that guy thinks about is reward?"
[#] Raka Lessak has entered the Dark Realm.
Tayn Razorwind: More believable than your premise I must say.
Riddick Xavier takes his leave. [Have to go. I'll be back tomorrow, though.]
[#] Nhaya has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Merah Seitimalac: [im not letting Terry go]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "By the way, den fa is yours correct?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Aye." to Set Calabrian. ]
Riddick Xavier: [Well let me go... I'm off for the night.]
(You see Raka Lessak.)
> An overpowering inquisitiveness about the unknown had led the young Raka Lessak to flee from his home. He knew only the forbidden assassin's art of Ninjutsu, in which he had been trained since infancy, and taking with him his katana, a naginata pole arm, and ten shuriken concealed in his belt, he sojourned into the realm of the outside world. He went clad in sable black, a ninja's guise, in reverence to the sole friend of the ninja.jpg:hometown.aol.c^hunterexamus8386/images/rak
Merah Seitimalac: [just exit?]
Tayn Razorwind: [Just hit the button dude, otherwise the other guy runs]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "according to maxi, he says you plan to attack Set and his forces" to you. ]
Terry Forbet: [I have my more subtile ways out. :-P]
Riddick Xavier: [Fine. Until tomorrow then.]
[#] Emily Brinestar has left the Dark Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Merah Seitimalac: [your twinkish ways you mean Terry]
[ You whisper "That would be quite foolish, wouldn't it? Seems they decieve to gain their goals... Interesting..." to Set Calabrian. ]
[#] Riddick Xavier has left the Dark Realm.
Terry Forbet: [better as yours, omni-mamma]
Ravina:moves to the Throne and settles in it.
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
(You see Tayn Razorwind.)
> Ancient Beast; Tayn towers over most at a massive eight feet in height, body built like a rock wall. Flesh covered with a thick hide, over this is a layer of hardened ash and rock so thick only millenia of time could support. Even at this level, muscles press and define so hugely through his body that the skin looks barely able to contain the power. Bloodied mane falls to mid back and over a quad of hide covered wings. Below these wings extends a tail, medium length and perfect for crushing. Titanic
(You see Merah Seitimalac.)
> Merah Seitimalac is both fair and fell, well muscled and powerful, yet with exceptional beauty; she is pale-skinned and golden-haired, and has bright blue eyes. But for all her loveliness, it is concealed within a spiked carapace of black steel. Both her blade and armor are cruel and hooked, jaggedly wrought of dark iron and cursed with the inhabitation of foul spirits.[Sh` Crimson Shadows] [Bleeds through her chest armor]
Sabrina Dragon giving a bow to lord Trench as she passes, she ends up going to take her spot near Ravina's throne
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench offers a slight nod towards Sabrina, his mind obviously in a turmoil of thought.
Terry Forbet: Well... I have to take care of other business... so what about me now?
(You see Hayde.)
> Cheeky smile flashes as this figure pulls a rather large, black top hat from her head. A violet ribbon lies upon the end of her tail in a neat bow, and also around her left wrist and right ankle. The suit she wears might remind one of a beetle, two 'wings' extending out on either side of her thighs, and a purple tie hanging loose over her jacket. Ebony feathers might be seen around the middle digit of her right paw, being a ring from her lover. [Ryuu's Princess] [Married To Ryuu. Yuh.]
Trench growls lowly to himself before saying, "Pay the kid and let him on his way. There is other business to tend to. Before I go, is there anyone else that wishes to have words?"
Jahana arches a brow at Terry, then tosses the bag of coins in his direction. "Let me find out you are in any way attempting to betray the Alliance, or Trench, and I will have your head. I will personally hang it from the rafters of Bail's Tavern for all to see. Understood?"
[ You whisper "." to Rhuddlan. ]
Ravina smirks at Sabrina and if she's close enough would run her claws over her headfur gently.
[ You whisper "" to Rhuddlan. ]
Terry Forbet: Understood.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[ Rhuddlan whispers, "Perhaps. What gave you that impression?" to you. ]
Jahana nods, then waves a paw dismissively. "If you've nothing else, be gone then."
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "Oh they have tried far harder than that to gain me. Though Maxi had also tried to split Set and his brother Yamo in the past, so his words are not taken to heart" to you. ]
Sabrina Dragon was close enough... and purred gently
Terry Forbet: Now... there is just one more thing left... Your guards don#t let me leave...
[ You whisper "" to Rhuddlan. ]
Raka Lessak: Me and Merah are not guards.
Tayn Razorwind sits down upon the stone seats. Watching the various occupants. "Hmmm..."
Jahana: No one is preventing your exit. You may go.
Raka Lessak: I am. As is Merah.
Terry Forbet: well, thank you, your highness.
Trench: Then don't.
Trench: Merah, you may move.
[ Rhuddlan whispers, "The assassin was mine yes, but I know nothing of these other warriors. They may have been followers who got a little carried away in their excitement." to you. ]
Terry Forbet: You heard her... let me go...
Terry Forbet: err him...
Merah Seitimalac: He owes me money.
Terry Forbet: be more aware next time.
Merah Seitimalac: He gives it to me, then I will spare his life.
Merah Seitimalac: I was unconsious!
Jahana arches a brow, then chuckles and glances at Trench. "I think he has a wrong perception of who I am."
Merah Seitimalac: [spelled that wrong didnt I?]
Terry Forbet: I might spare you another way to ruin your name if you go aside now.
[ You whisper "" to Rhuddlan. ]
[#] Katmandu has entered the Dark Realm.
Merah Seitimalac laughed, "I have no name to be ruined.
Tayn Razorwind lounges on the stone chairs, laying back and staring at the rock. Reminded him of home it did.
Merah Seitimalac: I actually wish I did..
Terry Forbet: That is so true...
Merah Seitimalac drew her massive two handed sword again, bringing it down infront of her in both hands.
Merah Seitimalac: Shall I kill you then?
Terry Forbet holds up his blending grenades.
(You see Sabrina Dragon.)
> You see before you, a snow leopard, rare perhaps.. or perhaps not.. Her hair is a white/grey shade like a cloudy February morning, On her right cheek, there is a spot which looks somewhat like a cresent moon and star. Her clothes are simple, new tunic, trowsers, and a quiver of arrows at her side. she's very good natured. always willing to talk. [healer/theif] [no consent needed except for death] [Ravina's chylde and Bloodpet][vampyre]
[ Rhuddlan whispers, "You interest me. As I have said on several occasions, to your minions, Castle Rhuddlan has no interest in a war with the Realm or the Alliance. But they clearly told me that if I refused to surrender immediately, I would be invaded, conquered, etc. You perhaps have a different approach?" to you. ]
[#] Morgana Elza`bet has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Rhuddlan. ]
Jahana growls and slips from her throne. "Unblock the doors....... NOW."
Merah Seitimalac: Fine.
Terry Forbet: Thank you.
Tayn Razorwind: ..............
Terry Forbet bows and leaves...
Jahana inclines her head.
Tayn Razorwind stares at the ceiling, pretty dark rocks.
Trench smirks as he opens communication with Rhuddlan...
Jahana resumes her seat with a huff.
[ Rhuddlan whispers, "Perhaps. What kind of terms do you offer? I can assure you that we will never willing take a subserviant role to any foriegn power." to you. ]
Ravina cackles as she continues to pet Sabrina.
Tayn Razorwind looks over at Xaren "Stop hiding...."
Xaren Krygor: I'm not hiding.
[ You whisper "" to Rhuddlan. ]
Xaren Krygor: Besides... the fight has just happen here now continues outside... that female horse blocks the main entrance.
Trench: Is there any other business?
Xaren Krygor: Well, I'm here to offer my services.
[#] Terry Forbet has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ Rhuddlan whispers, "Indeed, and gladly. I will instruct my followers to stop snooping around in the Realm, and I will also repair the error in the construction of the wall that allowed for the planting of spies." to you. ]
Katmandu pads inside and takes her place between Trench and Ravina, she eyes the one that she invited inside as well as looking out onto the benches to study the others.
Sabrina Dragon laughs... and nuzzles Ravina happily.. enjoying the petting
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Merah Seitimalac has left the Dark Realm.
Jahana: Tayn? Can you take care of the matter outside?
Trench nods slightly and moves off, "Speak with Jahana..."
Jahana: Or maybe not.
[#] Raka Lessak has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Rhuddlan. ]
(You see Tayn Razorwind.)
> Ancient Beast; Tayn towers over most at a massive eight feet in height, body built like a rock wall. Flesh covered with a thick hide, over this is a layer of hardened ash and rock so thick only millenia of time could support. Even at this level, muscles press and define so hugely through his body that the skin looks barely able to contain the power. Bloodied mane falls to mid back and over a quad of hide covered wings. Below these wings extends a tail, medium length and perfect for crushing. Titanic
Trench: Teleport, Master!
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Rhuddlan whispers, "Very well. I will do what I can. You understand, of course, that followers tend to get somewhat... overenthused on occasion. But I will do my best to see that they contain their energies to mere snooping." to you. ]
[#] Slyan Elem has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Rhuddlan. ]

Session closed 2004-12-05 22:40:35



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* Allegria Island is a place especially rich in dream-energy. Just find a spot you like, and press Ctrl-T to upload your dream. Please keep all actions and language here suited to all ages. Make sure you check out our special Silver Showcase dream that has an entrance here. Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream.
(You see Sirithen Darkfighter.)
> I have taken an oath to fight the Shadows in the darkest of times. I am a Moogle animagus 1st year gryffindor, My wand is Holly and Ebony with griffens feather core. I have quit herbolagy (Well Hermione quit divanation). My friends are Torkine and Alexia Granger.
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with rhudd! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with erria! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Sirithen Darkfighter: follow me
torkine: be a dog dog
Sirithen Darkfighter: no
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with ellia! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
* You've discovered Imaginarium. Play here follows the Consent Rule. As it's more of a back-stage area, feel free to discuss in-character, "IC", action and upload roleplay-oriented Dreams. The Imaginarium has entrances to two additional main areas suited for roleplaying, Theriopolis and Goldwyn. Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream. (Dream by Sidereal, Talzhemir and Emerald Flame)
(You see Hinderless Forever.)
> I am who I am because I never knew you. (Single)
(You see Azrael.)
> "The Angel of Death" Passive silhouette, besieged in an unearthly hide of death white. Mass of the Were's lifeless frame was veiled beneath a heavy leather trench coat, regularly unbuttoned to reveal the light collared shirt. Trousers were undefined, hiding tops of what looked to be no more than hiking boots. Wide-brimmed hat was set atop, strands of limp silver hair drift nearly to shoulders. Spaded tail was shamefully concealed, ending daemonic heritage. {Southern} <0:39>
Sensuki Hotaru: Yup
Hs0j: Because the storyline is awesome.. like me.
Sensuki Hotaru: No.
(You see Sensuki Hotaru.)
> Description: http://www.freewebs.com/sensuki/ Personal: http://darkguy.redgaming.net DeviantArt: http://darkguy.deviantart.com [DS'er] [Programmer] [3D Artist] [Patcher] [Webmaster] [Vampire] - [Thanks Idaris for the rose!! :-D] - [HRT Bonded eternally in heart and soul to Vivian Vandercourt - Katelyn HRT]
Cobo: But, you suck so much Josh.
Cobo: So very, very much.
Sensuki Hotaru: Saving a female orc!?
Sensuki Hotaru: AHHHHHHHHH
Hs0j: Shhh. What we do behind those trees is our own business, Cobo. :-(
Frost Timesflow: I was talking about Starcraft!
Shale Riano: A furcadia movie
Frost Timesflow: Calm down!
Shale Riano: With SHALE RIANO as the main character
Hs0j: Shale.
Hs0j: CATS.
Cobo snickers. "Silly Josh."
Hs0j: End of story.
(You see Chica.)
> (0x3)
(You see rimsha.)
> come and talk to me just say hi rim cutest puppy my puppy sweet star (slytherin) (hired) mate:wolfheart , tahe ,yashax
* Sorry, that furre isn't in this dream! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
(You enter the dream of Land of Kasuria.)
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 1274)
* Current players: Trench.
* One player in the dream of Land of Kasuria.
* 1155 total players online. Uptime 11 days 10:28
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 1836
* Current players: Trench.
* One player in the dream of Land of Kasuria.
* 1156 total players online. Uptime 11 days 10:28
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 1836
* You've discovered Imaginarium. Play here follows the Consent Rule. As it's more of a back-stage area, feel free to discuss in-character, "IC", action and upload roleplay-oriented Dreams. The Imaginarium has entrances to two additional main areas suited for roleplaying, Theriopolis and Goldwyn. Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream. (Dream by Sidereal, Talzhemir and Emerald Flame)
Frost Timesflow: Who would play as Raziel?
[ You whisper "." to Setro Eroka. ]
(You see Freek.)
> Malicous corpse incarnated of elegant strife flowing upon the territory, armor filled with flamboyant cacophonies. Acrimonic beast; rigged penumbra of luminous excellence lubricating your attention. Ligaturing hope; litoral, deep, crimson armor consisting of abrasive darkness. Lixiviating every presence, lymphangiography lymphoiding attire. Lymophobic compared to marizpan; melodeon. Apparition; apterous flesh, aunaturel, barrage of momentum flowing upon the veins of the beast.
(You see Mickael the Angel.)
> Mickael is a son of an Angel, He look like 23 years but he is only 19. He look like a nice man and his muscle are quite big. He is quite tall for his age.[ 6.1 feet ] His head white with black markings look like demon-angel and his cape white is giving to him by his father [ Angel Cape ]His weapon is : a bow in his back. His arrow on his left his alimented with lightnning power. He has a sword on his right. He is a very good archer, but he know how to fight with his sword.....
(You see Freek.)
> Malicous corpse incarnated of elegant strife flowing upon the territory, armor filled with flamboyant cacophonies. Acrimonic beast; rigged penumbra of luminous excellence lubricating your attention. Ligaturing hope; litoral, deep, crimson armor consisting of abrasive darkness. Lixiviating every presence, lymphangiography lymphoiding attire. Lymophobic compared to marizpan; melodeon. Apparition; apterous flesh, aunaturel, barrage of momentum flowing upon the veins of the beast.
Mickael the Angel: how are you?
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with jahana! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
(You see Freek.)
> Malicous corpse incarnated of elegant strife flowing upon the territory, armor filled with flamboyant cacophonies. Acrimonic beast; rigged penumbra of luminous excellence lubricating your attention. Ligaturing hope; litoral, deep, crimson armor consisting of abrasive darkness. Lixiviating every presence, lymphangiography lymphoiding attire. Lymophobic compared to marizpan; melodeon. Apparition; apterous flesh, aunaturel, barrage of momentum flowing upon the veins of the beast.
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Frost Timesflow: Xd
Frost Timesflow: XD
Sensuki Hotaru: they say they're gonna release one based on Doom and Doom II
Hs0j: They'd all be the same ..
Frost Timesflow: What about...
Hs0j: You're just throwing titles out there.
Frost Timesflow thinks..
Hs0j: "HALO MOVIE!!!!1111"
Hs0j: "HERETIC!"
Sensuki Hotaru: OMG
Hs0j: "HEXEN!"
Sensuki Hotaru: Heretic xD
Sensuki Hotaru: Hexen xD
Frost Timesflow: All starting with H.
Sensuki Hotaru: Maybe....
Sensuki Hotaru: Chrono Cross?
Frost Timesflow: Trigger was better.
Sensuki Hotaru: Chrono Cross movie would have hot girls
Sensuki Hotaru: Well
Sensuki Hotaru: and?
Sensuki Hotaru: If the game didn't sucked
Sensuki Hotaru: the movie won't
(You see X'erlyn Ker.)
> Plush white fur is marred only by the faintest of pink stripes and random spots. Long burgundy hair is usually kept back with a brightly colored ribbon, and decorated with shiny beads, scales, and iridescent feathers, bright colored braided clumps of hair and fur. Clothing is hidden beneath a large lime green coat bearing decorations of feathers. Thick burgundy leather cuffs rest upon thin wrists. Looks to be 17.[http://www.freewebs.com/xerlyn]
(You see Kaluur.)
> wanders aimlessly...orphaned as an infant now being a young adult sulks as he walks..his face drenched in constant tears...his parents slaughtered before his wide open fearful eyes...he has managed to escape and run free...relying only on himself to get along in his misery..he is 9'1" and weighs 620 pounds of pure brawn...he is 18 years old...[TWPF-PackSlave]
(You enter the dream of Bail's Inn and Tavern.)
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 810)
[#] A magestic fountain lays in front of you, as you wander towards this small village, nestled in the woods. The paths are overgrown with beautiful wild flowers. A warn out look emanates from this small village, but still, it is a haven for weary travellers. (Please see site for details www.freewebs.com/bailsinnandtavern)UPDATING! I'm re-making Bail's. I've updated the bar. It doesn't match the walls, but live with it. I'm getting there.
(You see Ononoke Hino.)
> Chaos stared up at you with glowing emerald irises that took part of a hauntingly beautiful visage; It was a unique complexion one could not forget. Crimson tendrils framed her face, as hair haphazardly rested over her eyes. Laced across her torso was a dark corset that hoisted her medium bust. A matching pair of pants hung loosely from her hips; tattered at the bottom, and rolled at the top, due to her lack of height.. Another lonely being, traveled throughout the night. [www.freewebs.com/ononoke] [0:16]
* Current players: Rilant, Celt, Bail's Inn and Tavern, Colia Mishaps, Trench, Ononoke Hino, Azurin Sterling, Relic Torojin.
* 8 players in the dream of Bail's Inn and Tavern.
* 1172 total players online. Uptime 11 days 10:35
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 1836
(You see Bail's Inn and Tavern.)
> greetings. I will be your bartender. Whisper me 'menu' for a food and drink list /Bail's menu <www.freewebs.com/balcion>
[ You whisper "menu" to Bail's Inn and Tavern. ]
[ Bail's Inn and Tavern whispers, "Here at Bail's we have a variety of foods and drinks. For a list of drinks whisper me /Bail's drinks and for food whisper me /Bail's food for the listings. Cigar bail or cigarettes bail for cigars and cigarettes." to you. ]
[ You whisper "cigar" to Bail's Inn and Tavern. ]
[ You whisper "food" to Bail's Inn and Tavern. ]
[ Bail's Inn and Tavern whispers, "Here at Bail's we have a variety of delicious and dilectable foods. Please say (not whisper) the food name followed by Bail. We have the following foods: Salad, pancakes, eggs, sausages, steak, ham, tunafish, crackers, beef, soup, ice cream chicken, bread, donuts, fruit, rice, cheery pie, strawberry pie, custard pie, pizza, and gruel." to you. ]
[ You whisper "drinks" to Bail's Inn and Tavern. ]
[ Bail's Inn and Tavern whispers, "Here at Bail's we have many good drinks! Say (not whisper) the drink name followed by bail. We have the following drinks: red wine, white wine, milk, juice, beer, ale, whiskey, water, vodka, egg nog, lemonade, coffee, tea, sake, rum, pina colada, mead, honey mead, and blood." to you. ]
(You see Evil Incarnate.)
> Golden optics peer from a slender, rodent-like visage. Ears were sweapt against his skull, streamlined for flight, right most ear pierced by two onyx hoops. Indigo hair broke the monotony of the night-dark, downy fur that covered all of his six foot frame. Musculature was slight: what little he had was toned to wiry perfection. Arms were on the long side, tridigit paws accompanied by long bones from which a leathery membrane spread. Membrane was attached at slight hips covered in a ebony skirt.
Colia Mishaps would lay there silenly, her left leg twitched slightly. Yawn.
Trench's ear twiches idly.
Relic Torojin glances at the child lying beside him studying her for a brief moment. Judging by her attire he assumed she was homeless and uncared for, but it made no difference to him, he ignored the fact..... disinterested. He sat quietly sipping his coffee every now and then.
Trench begins to get the unnerving feeling that he is being watched... He glances over to the 'tender, shouting out his order.
Trench: Whiskey
Trench shrugs.
Colia Mishaps eyes would open slowly, would make a weird sound - yawning. Her arms around be stretching out as she squirmd slightly. Plop! A thug would be heard as she fell on the floor, she would whimper as she sat up...
Trench hears a thug...
Evil Incarnate hops into the rafters as per his norm, perched atop a beam.
(You see Seareji Ferios.)
> Mystery fills the area around his presence, the idea of evil tendencies in this man questions many peoples minds, though his charming appearence makes some of those suspicions fade, only to have the blue hue which outlines his figure make more question arise. [http://www.freewebs.com/seareji/]
(You see Colia Mishaps.)
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(You see Relic Torojin.)
> [www.freewebs.com/descrelic] [Desc] [Not a Furre]
Relic Torojin heard the thud of the fallen child but expressed no concern, nor offered his assistance. He didnt care...
Trench looks around, idly looking to each of those within the tavern, taking in the faces, moving as little as possible...
(You see Azurin Sterling.)
> A vagabond to a peaceful citizen to a soldier. This is the life of Azurin. His fur and hair are now gleaming silver, covered by a long flowing pale blue cloak with silver thread woven into it, which has a set of studded leather armour under it, dyed gray. Set by his side is a long sword that seems quite ordinary, except that one edge is a metallic green, another is a metallic red. A pair of gray wings remain folded under his cloak and an intricate K would be branded on his left cheek. {----}
Colia Mishaps would crawl over to Trench, her nose wiggled as she said in a soft tone, "Hewwo!"
Trench's gaze turns a bit more towards Azurin, his eye remainin upon him for a moment before he is interupted. He looks towards Colia, a brow quicked with curiousity, "Urm, greetings?"
Relic Torojin finishes the remaining portion of his coffee and sets the empty cup upon the face of the bar.[ He then went AFk for a brief moment.] AFK [BRB]
Colia Mishaps smiles cutly as she poked him softly.
Trench looks down blankly to the spot poked. His gaze then goes back up towards the youth, "What is one such as yourself doing stuck in a tavern such as this?"
Relic Torojin[returns but will be editing his desc site real quick]
Colia Mishaps shrugs slighlty syaing, "Papa and Mama left me here awhile a go, didn't know why... They never came back..."
Sashami Calavera: whiskey bail
Bail's Inn and Tavern takes a bottle of whiskey from under the counter and hands it to the customer. "That will be one copper please."
Trench looks about, a bit surprised at the response, "Indeed... Have you ever considered leaving? I would imagine such a place could get... Violent..."
Sashami Calavera pays bail
Bail's Inn and Tavern takes the money and places it in a box beneath the counter. "Thank you and enjoy."
Sashami Calavera siped her drink quietly...
Relic Torojin[has returned]
Colia Mishaps shakes her head saying, "Where would me go?"
Relic Torojin yawns and orders his second cup of coffee.
Relic Torojin: Coffee Bail
Bail's Inn and Tavern brews up some hot coffee, pouring some into a coffee cup for you, leaving you sugar and cream. "That will be one copper please."
Relic Torojin pays bail
Bail's Inn and Tavern takes the money and places it in a box beneath the counter. "Thank you and enjoy."
Trench: If you explored outside of this place, you'd find anumber of kingdoms that would probably be able to aid one as yourself.
Colia Mishaps shrugs saying, "People try kill me!"
Sashami Calavera couldnt help hearing the conversation between the man and the little girl.. she set her whiskey down and turned to them,"There are orphanages you could go to. But that is just my sugestion." with that she turned back to her drink and siped quietly once more...
Evil Incarnate's form leaps from rafter to rafter, rather like a spectre on the wing. Pad elicit soft thuds upon wooden surfaces as his form moved with a gymnast's grace, drawing to a halt relatively near the bar. From atop his assumed perch, he peered down at the occupants, maw curving upwards into a slight grin.
Trench points over to Sashami, "Places like that."
Relic Torojin glances at the female to his right, studying her for a moment before returning to his coffee.
Colia Mishaps ears lowered as she went to hid under the table saying, "No..."
Sashami Calavera finished of her drink and set it down. She sat there studying the empty bottom of the glass for a few moments before she loked up and ordered another drink.
Trench sighs as he looks under the table, "No? What do you mean no? Why wouldn't you go to such a place?"
Sashami Calavera: whiskey bail
Bail's Inn and Tavern takes a bottle of whiskey from under the counter and hands it to the customer. "That will be one copper please."
Sashami Calavera pays bail
Bail's Inn and Tavern takes the money and places it in a box beneath the counter. "Thank you and enjoy."
Colia Mishaps looking at the man she curled up under the table saying, "I heard bad things about those places!"
Evil Incarnate's golden optics spied the wolf, slowly blossoming into youth, yet seemed to be drawn to drink given the sheer number of whiskies she'd ordered over and over again. Ebony form would crouch atop the slender beam, foot claws for presicely the this purpose digging into the soft wood as though it wer some ungangly tree.
Sashami Calavera picks up her drink and takes a drink, she sets it down and says not turning, her back to them." They are not bad, and i think you might be afraid to go because ou think that your parents might return. The orphanages only want to help you find a loving family."
Evil Incarnate: (*were)
Trench rolls his eyes as he sits back up in his seat, "Well, it can't be much worse than here, for a child. After all, a place of drunked warriors hardly seems to be the best place for a kid."
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Colia Mishaps would thten move forward to his legs, poppings her head out to look up at him, "Maybe they will return like lady said!"
Trench: Aye? And how long have you been here?
Colia Mishaps holds up fingers, as she counts... "Three week!"
Trench: Hm... And they haven't come back in this long, but you think one day they will? Heh, you're in for a hard lesson in life...
Unas XIII enters with but a swinging door left in his wake. The raptor-like build of him gives way to claws tapping on the ground with each step, stopping as does he to view the millieu.
Sashami Calavera looks at the cup. "Little one, i dont think they are returning. You just have to move on."
Colia Mishaps head would dissappear under the table saying, "I don't wanna go to an orpanage!"
Trench: So find a decent kingdom... I've heard Lerdia is a type of place that would be right up your lane.
Relic Torojin finished off the remaining coffee and placed the empty cup back onto the bar while he listened to the conversation between the wolf and child.
Unas XIII views...views...and, viola!- naught of interest to him, for what are the concerns of others he knows naught of to him but passerby conversation? Thus he stands, ever vigilant for the lack of anything else to be done.
Sashami Calavera takes another drink from her cup. She set it down and put her hand on her cheek where a recent cut was. She flinched at the touch and set her hand back onto the bar as she gained a look of contemplation.
Akamitsu Hanzaimon: this place has changed
Mint Aero is up in the rafters, sleeping the day away
Akamitsu Hanzaimon: ale bail
Bail's Inn and Tavern gets a hefty sized mug, filling it to the brim with frosty ale, and sliding it to the customer. "One copper please."
Evil Incarnate remained in his silent perch atop the rafters, golden eyes drifting about the tavern, over those who'd just entered, and those who had long since been within these walls. Annonymity had it's ups, the bat's golden hues would take on a slightly brighter hue as taut muscles tensed in the slight, barely audible clicks resonated off the walls in second sigh, echolocation keeping track of forms as though they were ghost like, etherial. Still, golden hues would assume that glowing countenance, though no move was yet made.
Trench: (That is a very massive post for "He sits there, unmoving...)
Unas XIII: (Ethereal. :P*)
Akamitsu Hanzaimon takes one copper coin from his pocket and pushes across the bar
Colia Mishaps looking down at the ground she said softly, "I kno no where dat is Sir..."
Mint Aero is in the rafters sleeping the day away.. (stupid connection)
Unas XIII: (And but Trench, give him a break for it. :P He likes making his stuff seem quasi-important with descriptiveness. :-))
Trench points out of the door, "Ya go out, travel down the path a little, then make a right. Ya can't miss it. And it's only one of several kingdoms that are probably decent. They're not all violent..."
Trench: (Yeah, but does anyone actually read those things? I mean, I scan through to see if anything important is said... But that's about it.)
[ Relic Torojin whispers, "I agree, it was a bit to long." to you. ]
Sashami Calavera: [i read everyones post fully. even their desc to learn about them.]
Unas XIII: (True, but it's a sense of complacency that makes them important...to some folk.)
[ Relic Torojin whispers, "Just to Rp his character sitting there in the rafters xD." to you. ]
Unas XIII: (Complacency being the key word.)
Trench is one of those strange ones that seems to just post what he wants said, and leaves out strange additives... Ah, well.
Mint Aero streatches out in the rafters, and then goes to roll over.. but look, theres nothing there, and so a heap of mint falls to the floor with a thud, and even a bounce off the floor before she lay in a feathery mass of falleness... eyes opened, a pitch black still as she merely grumbled. "Stupid floor getting in my way!
Trench smirks as he watches the one fall from the ceiling. The entire event seeming quite comical.
Colia Mishaps would hear a thud, jumping slighlty she'd hit her head from under the table, clinging to Trenchs leg at that with sniffles.
Mint Aero aims to amuse.... not really
Unas XIII can't dissaude Trecnh's ideal, however, for he finds truths in it likewise. He stands, watching the oddities of the modernly civilized folk. Or, what he was taught is as such...supposedly.
Trench quirks a brow as he looks down to the youth, "I'd give you a place, I suppose, but you wouldn't survive long where I live."
Unas XIII: (Trench, too.*)
Sashami Calavera heard the crash and saw feathers fly around her. Catching one in mid air she studied its color and then let it flought away.
Mint Aero grumbled ever more as a hand moved to rub back of her head.. she didn't bother getting up.. oh no, she fell there and remained laying there in a grumbling fit
Mint Aero's feathers are black.. for the record
Colia Mishaps looking up at Trench asking, "Why not?"
Sashami Calavera: [sorry. they look green to me. ;-)]
Mint Aero: (had to compinsate for grean markings ;-)
Mint Aero: *green O.o;()
Trench shakes his head a bit, "Violent place, my home... One of those places you keep scared from."
Unas XIII gives a simple chuckle; "You drylanders have...such strange ways. I was told that these...taaa-veeernsss...were where folk gather and converse. Thus I come to do so," he says, mainly to Mint. But everyone knows that taverns are where demons and such come to harbor ill will. Wtf.
Sashami Calavera took a long sip from her drink as she contienued to have a look of deep thought on her face.
Colia Mishaps Would move in to Trench's lap if allowed looking up at him. She said, "Me big and strong!" She gave a mussclar pose with her arms!
Mint Aero glared up at Unas a moment and then she stuck out her tongue in that mocking fashion. "Ah go polish your scales!" yep she's cranky :o
Trench nods slightly, "Perhaps so... But, if such is the case, then why do you fear going out and finding a decent kingdom for yourself?"
Unas XIII just...scoffs. "Polish my...scales?" Wtf, he thinks.
Colia Mishaps ears lowered as she shrugged saying, "What if they do come back? I'll miss them!"
Relic Torojin rises to his feet and makes his way out the door of the tavern leaving behind the drunakrds to wallow in there alcohol, the very sight of drunkards disgusted him, but for some unknown reason he kept returning. I guess it was the coffee..... or he enjoyed watching the drunkards make fools of themselves.
Trench: Ah, okay, so say that happens... Another reason I couldn't take you. If you left here, and the reason for not doing so in the past is because of your parents, living in my kingdom certainly wouldn't help you.
Unas XIII: (Drunkards? Where?!)
Evil Incarnate retained his position atop the rafter, even as the femme fell from the wooden perch upon which she was situated. Peering down from overtop the bar, golden hues would further in their luminescense, golden smoke drifting from his eyes as though fureld by an internal fire of sorts. Concentration was evident in the tautness of muscle: overlond tail writhing and rippling behind him. He seemed to wait for something, though who could tell what.
Colia Mishaps looking down with a pout she thought to herself.
Mint Aero never made much sense when she wakes up.. but anywho, form moved to a sit, wings thus arching upward.. far too large to refold on her back while sitting. "Taverns are where folks come to drink their cares away and thus become babbling morons..."
Trench shrugs, "Logic seems to fail on most furres, young one, it's not just you. Don't worry. Whatever the case, as you see, me taking care of you just isn't a wise option. For either of us."
Unas XIII's eyes narrow evenly as he begins to speak again; "What strange customs. Sad and barbaric!" he remarks. Yes, this coming from an uncivilized fellow. Supposedly, mind you.
Colia Mishaps looking up at him saying, "You take me to kingdom?"
Sashami Calavera: [just so everyone knows, just because i have had two whiskeys does not mean i am drunk! that is all for know. XD]
Trench: How did you become my responsibility? And why can't you take yourself to some kingdom?
Mint Aero gave a shrug. "Mmm such is the mortal way!" she murmured while glanceing about the tavern quickly. A fool finds satisfaction in such idiocy
Colia Mishaps potus saying, "Cause me get lost? Pwease!"
Trench rolls his eyes, once more, releasing a sigh, "Very well... You want me to help you find a decent kingdom? Fine... Let's see if we can find you a peaceful place. There seems to be enough of them..."
Unas XIII looks, ever so breifly, at the male with a child begging for something. Such weak ones, the young of the drylanders. Back to Mint, he smiles. "Ah, but you mean 'imbeciles and fools' instead of 'mortals', lass. Falling from up high isn't something keen, either," he notes, pointing and waggling at her an index finger.
Colia Mishaps move to hug him!" Thanki!"
Boursier, with a pirouette the fox wisped himself in, closing the door at the peak of his turn. "My, my," he muttered to himself as he pranced across the tavern with an array of, hops, skips and jumps. With another graceful and grandeur turn the fox took a seat. "Some interestin' patrons today, aye?" it would seem he was questioning himself.
(You see Unas XIII.)
> A reptillian base; crocodillian in factors and truth, apparent. Slight of build, one may think. Not a piece of hair to be seen upon him. Bedecked in gruesome, tribal tattooing and bonemails, the forelimbs bear but bracers alone, all Shadestone set. No weapons; structural magnificence perhaps offsets one to this warrior-born croc'. Infinitly awesome and beguiling is he, the eyes set deep and a gloomy gray that far surpasses what one's should hold therein. Simplisticly glorious a magnitude.
Colia Mishaps: (Brb... Damned)
Trench pushes to get the child off of him, "Alright, you want to thank me, don't do that..." He gets the sudden urge to beat the crap out of Unas, but holds back to go out. "Well, c'mon..." He says, indicating to the child as he walks from the tavern, mumbling angrily to himself...
Trench will summon.()
* You've discovered Imaginarium. Play here follows the Consent Rule. As it's more of a back-stage area, feel free to discuss in-character, "IC", action and upload roleplay-oriented Dreams. The Imaginarium has entrances to two additional main areas suited for roleplaying, Theriopolis and Goldwyn. Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream. (Dream by Sidereal, Talzhemir and Emerald Flame)
(You enter the dream of Lerdia.)
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 4789)
* Current players: Lerdia, Lady Rei, Vlok, Trench.
* 4 players in the dream of Lerdia.
* 1295 total players online. Uptime 11 days 11:31
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 1836
(You see Lady Rei.)
> This model has been shutdown for personality repairs and adjustments. Due to an overloading of emotion, that as well will be cause for delays. Sorry for the inconvience and back to your regularly scheduled blank screen.[ 0:44 ] www.freewebs.com/reiswiftwood
(You see Vlok.)
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[*] Your request has been sent to Colia Mishaps.
[#] Floating with the clouds, your feet land in a place with green grass, blue skies, a beautifully constructed kingdom.The Lerdia Tavern has foods and wines for you, the Infirmary will help for your illnesses, and an the Inn gives a safe place for you to sleep at night. A beautiful garden sits above the castle courts, and a little suprise may be found within the... waters. Battle Dragons guard the skies above Lerdia diligently as ordered by the King himself. [This is a medieval dream. No Guns, cars, watches, things of that nature. You will be asked to leave if you are found RPing with them. Thank you.]
You have been ejected from this dream.
* You're back in the Vinca nexus again, the heart of Furcadia. You can reach many main areas from here. For peaceful chatting without any roleplaying, try Acropolis. To find a good roleplay dream, try Imaginarium. Meovanni is the in-between place, for easygoing persona play. To get help or learn something new, try the community center, Naia Green.
[ You whisper "Really, the war is over. You can take off the damned auto-eject." to Lerdia. ]
(You see Carrot Juice.)
>
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(You enter the dream of The Kingdom of Arcadia.)
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[*] Colia Mishaps asks you to join his / her company. To accept the request, type `join and press . To decline, type `decline and press
[*] Colia Mishaps has accepted your request.
[*] Colia Mishaps joins you.
[#] Someone has entered the Kingdom of Arcadia.
[#] Someone has entered the Kingdom of Arcadia.
[#] [ This dream is DreamStats enabled. ]
* Welcome to the Kingdom of Arcadia! This is a strict roleplaying continuity set in a medieval environment. CLICK HERE AND READ THE RULES BEFORE ROLEPLAYING HERE. Rule-breakers will be dealt with accordingly. All continuity and world information is on the website. Say "replay" to restart the dream's music.
Trench looks around, as if seeing the place for the first time, "Well... It seems pleasant enough. You tried this place, before?"
* Current players: Berelain, Trench, Colia Mishaps.
* 3 players in the dream of The Kingdom of Arcadia.
* 1303 total players online. Uptime 11 days 11:34
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 1836
[#] Someone has entered the Kingdom of Arcadia.
(You see Katalin Jacobes.)
> Wanna be my friend. If so, say "Yo, Jo de do. Mala me core A, with donutes" Alright? Thanks a lot. :-)
[#] Marketplace. Foreign Merchants welcome.
[#] Marketplace. Foreign Merchants welcome.
[#] Arcadian Knights, First Division. Recruiting inside.
Colia Mishaps shakes her head colloring him. She said, "What is it?"
Trench shrugs, "They call this place Arcadia... I don't know... Hrm, maybe I should do business with these types, sometime..." He walks down the hall, exploring.
(You see Katalin Jacobes.)
> Wanna be my friend. If so, say "Yo, Jo de do. Mala me core A, with donutes" Alright? Thanks a lot. :-)
(You see Berelain.)
> .. [37x0]
Colia Mishaps nodding slowly as she followed him.
Trench nods slightly to himself, "Well, there ya go, then... You gonna be alright, here?"
Colia Mishaps ears lowered shrugging...
[#] Someone has left the Kingdom of Arcadia.
[#] Someone has entered the Kingdom of Arcadia.
Trench sighs as he sits, almost falling to the groun, "Now what's wrong?"
Colia Mishaps shrugging slighlty she said, "I want to stay with a family, not a kingdom I don't know..."
Trench: Well, then you're looking at the wrong guy... I don't have a family. I'm the ruler of one of these kingdoms... (And I'd love to keep going, but lunch break is over! I hate to just leave the RP open like this, but I'll pick it back up, when I can. I don't even have time for farewell. Sorry, though. Like I said, I'll make it up. Thanks.)

Session closed 2004-12-06 13:51:02



Session started 2004-12-06 18:35:35

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[#] Someone has entered the Kingdom of Arcadia.
[#] [ This dream is DreamStats enabled. ]
* Welcome to the Kingdom of Arcadia! This is a strict roleplaying continuity set in a medieval environment. CLICK HERE AND READ THE RULES BEFORE ROLEPLAYING HERE. Rule-breakers will be dealt with accordingly. All continuity and world information is on the website. Say "replay" to restart the dream's music.
[ You whisper "" to Set Calabrian. ]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "Not ICly. You went off about 3 second before I was about to whisper you last night :-P. Just wanting to talk ICly to set about it? Or something other come up?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Just wanting to talk ICly.)" to Set Calabrian. ]
(You see Lafwen.)
> This elvenfurre's locks were a very soft, light blue, falling as long as her ankles, eyes a cold grey. High-heeled boots reach up to mid-leg, silvery white skirt lengthening into a train. Green sash is tied about waist, long ends drape like ribbons against skirt. Silver bangles rest around wrists. Blouse is high-necked, sleeveless and blush pink. Across her forehead is a silver band from which a tiny crescent moon hangs. Colorful faerie's wings drape from her bare shoulders. (Am'Tranin)
[ You whisper "(And I'm not ready to deal with the women of the Realm... I was trying to put it off.)" to Set Calabrian. ]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "I see. I should not be long then" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Alright.)" to Set Calabrian. ]
* Current players: Berelain, Lafwen, Trench.
* 3 players in the dream of The Kingdom of Arcadia.
* 2731 total players online. Uptime 11 days 16:29
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 2749
[ You whisper "(Alright, take your time... I'm about to go into the fire.)" to Set Calabrian. ]
[*] Your request has been sent to Dark Realm.
[*] Dark Realm has accepted your request.
[*] Dark Realm summons you.
[*] Dark Realm asks you to join his / her company. To accept the request, type `join and press . To decline, type `decline and press
[#] Someone has left the Kingdom of Arcadia.
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 474)
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
* Caution: This is a Rated 'R' IC area. Common RP rules apply. If you are under the age of at least 16, preferably 18, it is strongly recommended you leave. Otherwise, there are no rules, here. Anything goes. For More information hit F8: ftp://twolfhound.dyndns.org/Pages/index.html
[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
Trench takes in a deep breath.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Jahana, Ellia A're, Syris, Katmandu, Trench.
* 6 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2737 total players online. Uptime 11 days 16:34
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 2755
Trench: Hello?
Trench shakes his head, sadly...
Trench: Teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Ellia A're whispers, "*A spout of giggling is heared next to your ear* Welcome back to your Realm, Trench..." to you. ]
Katmandu gives Jah a feel from afar.
Jahana nods to Trench. "Good evening."
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
Trench gives a slight nod of return, "Aye, and to you."
Katmandu offers only a smile and truncated bow.
Jahana: I trust you rested well?
Trench: The rest was good, aye... It permitted me time to sort things out.
[ Ellia A're whispers, "*another spout of giggling* Oh, I have kept myself busy... a little bitty... bug.. crossed my path, and I enjoyed myself with him somewhere.. remote.. He was very gracious with information, though none of it was of real value..." to you. ]
Jahana nods softly. "I assume you have reached some decisions on current matters?"
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
Trench: Not totally... Not without your true opinion of the matters...
Trench looks to Kat, "Both of you."
Katmandu glances up, her expression may be hard to read but pleasantly surpised could be listed among the choices.
Jahana nods again, glancing over at Kat. "Speak if you have one. I am interested in your opinion also."
[ Ellia A're whispers, "*She giggles some more* Well, I have a few things to do, so amuse yourself with your kingdom, and I will speak to you later..." to you. ]
Syris would be noticed simply as an odd tangle of vines that writhe about inoccently enough as they reach out in attempts to find other vines to pull into the fold.
Katmandu's eyes move to Jah, "My Master asked for my opinion already, I gave it. I consider it private."
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
Jahana smiles, inclining her head. "Fair enough. My apologies for asking, Kat."
Trench takes in a deep breath before replying, "Look... I'm going to give this lass a go, if you do not oppose. A trial run, so to speak... If anyone of the Council has any disagreements of her by the time this war is over, then she will, without thought, be removed from this Realm."
Trench: If at any time anyone realizes that they simply can not remain in this Realm while she holds such a position, she will be removed.
Katmandu bows, "No offense taken, but words if a private nature between myself and another are subject for discussion to anyone else."
Trench looks to Jahana, "Believe me, with what she's about to go through... You would never want this position."
Katmandu: [ + not *]
Jahana merely nods. "As you wish," she murmurs. Odd enough, and for once, she shows no emotion whatsoever.
[#] Archangel Uriel has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: Jahana, may I speak to you alone for a few moments?
[#] Archangel Uriel has left the Dark Realm.
Katmandu frowns, wishing greatly to meet the now femme.
Katmandu: new*
Jahana: Of course. Lead the way to.... wherever.
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Trench: Jahana, I've thought on what you had said...
(You see Syris.)
> Ambiguity's avatar graceing the world with it's presence: shattered dreams that would perchance dance upon the mortal realm with its sunday finest! Utterly clothed in black, perhaps some cliche' symbol of man; tunic covered by it's darker master, a cloak the shade of midnight in winter. Trousers rest upon hips, before being tucked carefully inside the boots near end. Barbaric tresses of crimson flutter daintily upon the brow - Painfully cliche', however fresh.
Trench: ....
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ Syris whispers, "(An assortment of tangled vines feeding on emotions after loosing most of its original body, if thats a problem I'll find a bar brawl.)" to you. ]
[#] Electric Demon has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(It will be a private meeting... Even if a remote location must be found.)" to Syris. ]
[ Syris whispers, "(Hence why I was saying if its a problem, I'll leave.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Typically, I'd humor it... Now, however, is not a good time.)" to Syris. ]
[ Syris whispers, "I've already been told I'm not welcome to Harshlaw because Hyd and Snake are 'sick of me' I don't wish to get myself pulled from here as well because of that.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(I'm far more patient...)" to Syris. ]
[#] Syris has left the Dark Realm.
[ Syris whispers, "(You know, its Jier.)" to you. ]
Jahana: .....
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Jahana clears her throat gently. "And what have you been thinking?" she asks, referring to his earlier statement.
Trench takes in a deep breath, "You don't have to believe this... But you were never asked to be Queen of this Realm because of things I would never change about you. You are kind, gentle... But, when I talk of one who holds the same position as myself, I need them to be able to make the same moves I would. I'm not saying this lass will, but she might. If she can, well... Well, if she can't, then she will be easy for me to dismiss because I'm not emotionally attached. With you, however, I am."
[ Syris whispers, "You wouldn't have AIm by any chance would you?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "TrenchWolfhound. It's posted on my info on the message board." to Syris. ]
[#] Katmandu has left the Dark Realm.
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Jahana nods. "I cannot believe I am going to say this, but that makes sense, even to me." She rubs a paw over her forehead and sighs. "And I admit to it being truthful."
[ You whisper "(I really do need to get an IM for you...)" to Ellia A're. ]
[ Ellia A're whispers, "User is currently away, and may have missed your whisper. (Inactive last 0 hours and 3 minutes.) -- DogProxy 2.30 - get your own copy at http://furc.sanct.net/" to you. ]
Trench nods slightly, "I don't want you to get hurt... This lass is about to go through some serious trauma... You have no idea. Being Queen of this Realm, much like being Lord, is not a pleasant event... I wish you knew just how true that statement was. To be honest, I don't expect her to make it through the training process."
Jahana: You may not believe this, but I have an idea of it. When it was assumed that I was Queen many years ago, I know things I went through that I never told you of. Personally, I think you have a wrong idea of how you need a queen figure for this Realm to be, but it is just my opinion. I just hope you truly know what you are doing, Trench.
[ Ellia A're whispers, "[I know you do, I have MSN Messanger]" to you. ]
Trench: Well, it's not only me... Everyone of the Council has to agree, once I'm done. If even one person questions the idea, then it will be quickly dropped. Jah, I hope you realize, if she wasn't happy, then that's her problem... If she left, then oh well. But, I would do anything it took to assure your happiness. Yeah, I didn't ask you to take up a leadership position as my equal, but I do always want you at my side. There is no opinion I value in this Realm over yours.
[ You whisper "(twolfhound.)" to Ellia A're. ]
[ Ellia A're whispers, "*Ellia's voice purrs near your ear* Mmm, now, I have dispatched with yet another mortal, and am content for now.. do you wish to speak with me, M'lord..?" to you. ]
[ Ellia A're whispers, "[I need your full e-mail adress if you are on MSN messanger]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
[ You whisper "(If you're to be Queen, you should become quite accessible to the Realm. You notice I have many messengers posted on the message boards... twolfhound@hotmail.com)" to Ellia A're. ]
Jahana smiles softly, expression finally easing a bit. "I appreciate that. I truly do. I will support you in whatever you do. While I have my doubts, I am here, as I have always been and always be, by your side."
[ Ellia A're whispers, "[I'm working my way through the forums, slowly]" to you. ]
Trench: You don't realize... I trust your opinion over my own. I may not always show it, but when you speak, I take it more to heart than I may let on... You've been with me for so long, I know where your loyalties lie. And Cotys, I knew where her loyalties lie, but I also know how emotional she can get. I knew she wouldn't always be here, but I wager you will.
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[#] Mykeal has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] A peaceful shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] A tiring shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Ellia A're whispers, "[*sigh* MSN hates me all over again, hang on a moment]" to you. ]
Jahana nods. "I knew the first day I came here that I would never leave completely. While I may go into different ventures, my first loyalty is always to the Realm, and most importantly, to you. It has been difficult at times, but it has helped me to grow into what I am today."
[#] An ingenious shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] An afflictive shift is felt within the Realm.
Trench: You are the most important thing to me in this Realm... Do you realize that?
[#] A drunken shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Ellia A're whispers, "*Ellia's voice giggles once more* Well, I woulden't want you to be... overtaxed...." to you. ]
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[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
Jahana shakes her head, "No, I didn't realize that. I suppose it is a good thing I did not, in light of the current situation, eh?" she says, chuckling wryly.
[ Ellia A're whispers, "I find it to be better than cackling and giving the impression that I am old..." to you. ]
[#] Heradite has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: Follow me...
Trench: Teleport, master!
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
Trench: Can we be alright, then?
Jahana nods. "Yes, we can be alright. I am not going to say I won't be tempted to lay my head on your lap, or think of you as I always have, but we can be alright. I would miss you far too much if I were to leave you."
Trench chuckles, "And I could never have you leave me..."
[ Heradite whispers, "hey" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Hey." to Heradite. ]
(You see Heradite.)
> [This is a different computer so desc is different] An old man is here. He has a staff and a sword saying something which means nothing. He wears a black cloak is all black. His eyes are black and his cape is black. He is 152.
Jahana arches a brow, grinning lightly. "Then Darling, I suppose we are stuck with one another, regardless."
[ Heradite whispers, "where do i get a job?" to you. ]
Trench smirks, "I would have it no other way... Something of interest... Ellia is talking with Mykael..."
[ You whisper "Jahana or myself should be able to help you... A moment, though.." to Heradite. ]
Trench will have to get used to Myk's new name spelling...
[#] Electric Demon has left the Dark Realm.
Jahana grimaces. "First test, right there. Mykeal is one to try the patience of the angels themselves."
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[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench: She isn't responding well...
[#] Samme has entered the Dark Realm.
Jahana: Is she getting angry, or upset?
Trench: She 'doesn't like his attitude'.
Jahana laughs. "She had best get used to it if she is to be Queen here. Half of the patrons and visitors have the same attitude."
Trench: Yeah... She is in for alot of training... There is a time and place for pride.
Jahana nods. "And with Mykeal is not one of those places."
Trench: Heh, aye... If she fails this, she won't live long enough to go through another trial.
Jahana: (I need to go for a few. I will be back in about 30 minutes. Sorry :-()
Trench: (It's no problem.)
Jahana afks.
[ Heradite whispers, "i posted a message on the forum 0.0 gtg 0.0" to you. ]
[#] Heradite has left the Dark Realm.
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[#] Ravina has entered the Dark Realm.
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[#] Samme has left the Dark Realm.
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[ You whisper "." to Rudder. ]
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[ You whisper "" to Ravina. ]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[ Ravina whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Balthasar has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Ravina. ]
Trench: Teleport, forest!
[#] A peaceful shift is felt within the Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Balthasar. ]
[#] A peaceful shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Balthasar whispers, "(Sorry about that, OOC. I've had a lot of crap to deal with IRL lately.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(That's alright. I'm just glad you came back when you did. Check the message boards.)" to Balthasar. ]
Ravina: WOuld one of those changes be the presence of Mykeal?
Trench chuckles, "Nah, he's always here... Sometimes just a bit more in the shadows."
[#] Katalin Jacobes has entered the Dark Realm.
Ravina's hackles finally settle back against her neck as she relaxes. "Tis the first I have seen of him in a very long time, and for me, twas too soon."
Ravina: So tell me what is going on.
[ Balthasar whispers, "Balthasar's voice is somewhat vague, 'I apologize for my absence, Lord... to me it was inexcusable. I've had trouble with a portion of my soul that is no longer attached; if you wish, I can explain it to you personally.'" to you. ]
Trench: Aye... I know... It's alright. You've dealt with him. You've gotten past his hard spot. He's not so tough with you, anymore... It's Ellia... She's the new feature... And intends to be a major one.
[ Balthasar whispers, "(Kay.)" to you. ]
Ravina nods. "I was she listening in on their conversation."
Ravina: (*she=just don't ask how I got she outta that I couldn't say)
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Trench: Yeah... She wants to be Queen...
[#] Katalin Jacobes has left the Dark Realm.
Ravina chuckles with another nod. "Appaerntly. She wants to 'help' ye when ye can nae help yerself. She apparently thinks she is yer salvation.
Trench rolls his eyes, "Who doesn't?" He offers a chuckle, "I don't know... Maybe I do need help. This place can be stressful, but I don't forsee anyone being able to provide the aid I need."
Ravina shakes her head. "To have her beside ye will make it harder for ye to do what ye must. She will only try and turn things her way thinking she has much say here. And she is correct in assuming it will piss a many furre off and ye will be left alone."
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
Trench sighs, "I've told my Council... I will train her to assure she does well. When I'm done training, if they feel she is unworthy, she will be dropped."
[ Ellia A're whispers, "*Ellia's voice murmers softly* Your father and I are having a delicious little chat, I will be with you momentarily.." to you. ]
Ravina: Trench, ye already have those willing to do as ye wish, when ye wish it. Why add another that is nae out for ye or the Realm as she says. What of Jahana, Cotys, hell even me. We all are there to do for ye what ye wish yet yoe bring in another who will accomplish nothing more than alianate ye from the rest.
[ Balthasar whispers, "(Did you get my IC whisper..?)" to you. ]
Trench shakes his head, "You all help... Well, Cotys left. But, no one can take care of things as I want them done. No one can really speak the way I would when I'm not about. Everyone does what they can, and I really appreciate it... But I do need one who can think as I do."
[ You whisper "(I'm sorry. Repost it?)" to Balthasar. ]
Ravina: Ye have known me a long time, aye? And ye also know I usually do nae speak on such matters lightly, nor do I but in where I am nae wanted. Be weary of this lass, M'Lord Trench. For she will bring the Realm down to the ground in a thunderous roar.
[ Balthasar whispers, "Balthasar's voice is somewhat vague, 'I apologize for my absence, Lord... to me it was inexcusable. I've had trouble with a portion of my soul that is no longer attached; if you wish, I can explain it to you personally.'" to you. ]
[ Balthasar whispers, "(S'okay.)" to you. ]
Ravina: I will respect whatever it is ye decide. I will show her the respect she earns. But I will nae be ordered about by her nor will she treat me any less than ye have.
[ You whisper "" to Balthasar. ]
Ravina: And, nae respect to ye, but I will keep a close eye on her and at the breifest of moments I feel she is nae as she says I will call her bluff and kick her arse out.
Trench: That's what I'm hoping... Never keep your opinions of her secret. I must know what happens and how those around me feel.
[#] Crystal Johnstone has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Balthasar whispers, "'I'll be more than glad to be of service in whatever effort you assign me to. Are there any details on the trouble...?'" to you. ]
Ravina: (disrespect. Bleh)
[ You whisper "" to Balthasar. ]
[ Balthasar whispers, " [ Balthasar whispers, "(>*)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Balthasar. ]
[#] Katmandu has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench smirks, "Hey Kat."
Ravina nods towards Kat.
Katmandu ineplicably appears out of thin air.
Trench is astounded.
[ Balthasar whispers, "" to you. ]
Katmandu looks around as if slightly confused, looking from Trench to Ravina. "Would either of you care for something to drink? Or shall I leave you be?"
[ You whisper "" to Balthasar. ]
Trench: Actually, Kat, your company is much appreciated.
Ravina nods.
[ Balthasar whispers, " (Brb.)" to you. ]
Katmandu smiles with relief and takes a seat on the other stone bench, her ears perking slightly to listen as the waterfall clouds that sense from where she is. She smiles impishly, glad to take the seat, "I will join you then."
[ You whisper "" to Balthasar. ]
Trench sighs slightly, "Then again... I may have to speak with Ellia... Of course, Kat, being my most faithful slave, I wager you could listen in..."
Ravina watches Trench a moment. "Does all know of this new femme and her apparently wanting to reign?
Trench shakes his head, looking to Ravina, "Only those in highest regard of the Realm."
[ Balthasar whispers, "" to you. ]
Ravina nods. "Will ye permit me to also listen in?"
[#] Balthasar has left the Dark Realm.
Katmandu smiles for now. "I am beside myself to meet her, although the very first meeting spoke volumes to me."
[#] Crystal Johnstone has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: I would, but I doubt she'd be so receptive. She probably won't care much for Kat, but she does the slave trade, herself...
Ravina nods again.
Katmandu bristles, "Am I to be a slave to her?"
Trench: Certainly not.
Trench: You are, and always have been, purely my slave.
Katmandu doesn't give a piss if this femme cares much for her or not as the feeling is more that returned."
[*] Ellia A're requests permission to join your company. To accept the request, type `summon and press . To decline, type `decline and press
[#] Mykeal has left the Dark Realm.
Trench takes in a deep breath... "Hope we're ready..."
Katmandu: than*
Trench: Teleport, master!
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
(You see Jahana.)
> With paws tucked beneath her chin, she sleeps. Feathered wings are wrapped around her slight form, and a soft smile curves her lips as the sweetest of dreams dance before her closed eyes, dreams of love, laughter, and infinite happiness. 0 hours and 47 minutes
Trench: Teleport, Mephster!
[#] A chaotic shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Crevan Angelfox has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[#] Tsune has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: Teleport, bathe!
[#] A purifying shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[*] Ellia A're joins you.
Ellia A're: [what should I place in my desc aside from a general description...?]
(You see Ellia A're.)
> Wild and untamed, graceful and deadly, these describe the woman before you, with her staff, adorned with a golden viper headpeice and long silvery hair hanging to her waist... [Demoness] [Dragoness-wanna-be] [Roses plz!]
[#] Elghinyrr Suru has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Ryujin Kisara has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: (A specific description? Much like my own...)
(You see Trench.)
> Royal blue hair drapes over his shoulders, cascading down his back. Dark cold eyes look past his elderly, yet sharp and dark face. Coal leather armor encases his body up to his neck, down his arms to his wrists. Odd black metal bracers cover his lower arms and fingerless gloves cover his paws. A dark blade peeks out from under his black cloak-like jacket and three black spheres orbit ominously around his form.
(You see Ellia A're.)
> Wild and untamed, graceful and deadly, these describe the woman before you, with her staff, adorned with a golden viper headpeice and long silvery hair hanging to her waist... [Demoness] [Dragoness-wanna-be] [Roses plz!]
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Ryujin Kisara has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: (For instance, begging in OOC brackets might not be the best thing.)
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[*] Your request has been sent to Katmandu.
[*] Katmandu has accepted your request.
[*] Katmandu joins you.
Katmandu joins her Master and has a seat, then looks upon the femme she met briefly the day before. She expression is void of any feeling as she waits silently to be introduced formally.
[#] Twilight's Last Lullabye has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench takes up a deep breath before beginning, "The fight with Myk is just the beginning... There's already been a great deal of trouble coming from this event... However, I've managed to talk most into giving you a trial period in which you learn what I'm seeking and the ways of the Realm. After which, it will be up to the Council to decide if you fit here or not."
(You see Ellia A're.)
> Wild and untamed, graceful and deadly, these describe the woman before you, with her staff, adorned with a golden viper headpeice and long silvery hair hanging to her waist... [Demoness] [Dragoness-wanna-be] [Roses plz!]
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
Ellia A're nods her head "I realise all of what you say, though none of it surprises me... your father has put it quite plainly that he doesn't like anyone at all, least of all strangers." She looks at the femme that had come in nearby and raises an eyebrow "Well, Trench... are you going to introduce me to her...?"
Katmandu was unaware of any fight with Myk but wonders greatly at it. Her surprised expression gives her thoughts away. Her pale blue eyes spend equal amounts of time on Trench and his companion. And she listens to the others words spoken as well.
Trench nods slightly, his mind seeming to be halfway somewhere else. "Ellia, this is my most faithful slave, one who has been with me for years... Katmandu." His gaze turns towards Kat, "And, Kat... Well, I think you know who this is..."
[#] Kit'n has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Ellia A're has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Jier has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: (Repost?)
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Katmandu shakes her head, "I have just learned her name but we did meet briefly and spoke a few words together. I don't know her at all. But I image I will with time." Kat draws her long muscular legs up and sits cross legged, the leather garment she wears, protests at the stretching. She smiles at the femme with a certain charm, "Well met, mi'lady, I hope you have an easy time of it." She says this in a lukewarm tone.
[#] Ellia A're has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're: [brb again, my desc is messing]
Ellia A're: [damn >.>]
(You see Ellia A're.)
> Wild and untamed, graceful and deadly, these describe the woman before you,. Her amused golden eyes watch all around her without moving. Silver furr decorates her body, setting off the much brighter sheen of hair that drapws about her upper torso, which is covered in a purple chest wrap, conforming to her femme form, and stopping halfway down her torso. From there, her silver furr continues in a sleek film untill it tucks safely into a hip wrap, the skirt hanging down to her knees with slits up the s
Katmandu shakes her head, "I have just learned her name but we did meet briefly and spoke a few words together. I don't know her at all. But I image I will with time." Kat draws her long muscular legs up and sits cross legged, the leather garment she wears, protests at the stretching. She smiles at the femme with a certain charm, "Well met, mi'lady, I hope you have an easy time of it." She says this in a lukewarm tone. [repost if needed.]
Trench: (A little long, eh?)
[#] Kit'n has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Samme has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're: [yes, far too long]
(You see Ellia A're.)
> Amused golden eyes watch all around her without moving. Silver furr decorates her body, setting off the much brighter sheen of hair that drapws about her upper torso, which is covered in a purple chest wrap, conforming to her femme form, and stopping halfway down her torso. From there, her silver furr continues in a sleek film untill it tucks safely into a hip wrap, the skirt hanging down to her knees with slits up the sides to give powerful legs maneuverability. She relies only on one thing, the sta
Trench: (Much better, tho.)
Trench: (Maybe just take out the last line altogether?)
Ellia A're: [The rest was describing my staff ;.;]
Trench: (Oh. Well... Eh. I don't describe my sword. Not much, anyway.)
Trench: (I know your staff is a bigger deal, but...)
Ellia A're: [Its quite simple, really, doesn't matter]
(You see Ellia A're.)
> Amused golden eyes watch all around her without moving. Silver furr decorates her body, setting off the much brighter sheen of hair that drapws about her upper torso, which is covered in a purple chest wrap, conforming to her femme form, and stopping halfway down her torso. From there, her silver furr continues in a sleek film untill it tucks safely into a hip wrap, the skirt hanging down to her knees with slits up the sides to give powerful legs maneuverability. [Weapon: Staff. ask for description]
Ellia A're smiles, a curioisity in her golden eyes as she moves over to the slave, crouching down and offering her a claw-like paw "Hello there, I am Ellia A're, I am... glad.. to meet you.."
Trench: (Need some reposts?)
Ellia A're: [Nah[
Ellia A're: [misspelled drapes..]
Katmandu yawns, bringing her paw to her mouth to mask it. Her eyes blink myopically for a few moments and then focus upon the two once more, especially as the femme is moving toward her. She offers her own paw even into the clawwed paw of the other, without fear. "I am Katmandu and I believe I said well met already."
[ Katmandu whispers, "[I do want to revisit that creature that was to be Kat's pet and guardian.]" to you. ]
[ Katmandu whispers, "[I think that war is over now...]" to you. ]
Ellia A're nods and purrs, her tail waving silently behind her "I realize that, Katmandu, but I feel it is important to formally be introduced to people..."
[ You whisper "(WHich one was that?)" to Katmandu. ]
[ Katmandu whispers, "[I just said. I had a small dragon in mind and you suggested a shadow creature. I will have some protection for my char.]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Doh, now I remember... Alright.)" to Katmandu. ]
[#] Heradite has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Samme has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Heradite has left the Dark Realm.
Katmandu nods, "Yes, and I was given your name and I just gave you mine so the formalities of the introduction are over. I even wished you well in your new edeavor." She smiles warmly at the femme. "Did I miss something?"
Katmandu: endeavor*
Ellia A're shrugs her light shoulders before moving over to the dark rug on the ground and sitting very ungainly upon it, proceeding to scratch her chin with a foot-claw, much like a feral cat would. She stops after a while and crosses her legs "Not much, I had a delightful chat with Trench's father, and am now talking with him.."
[#] Twilight's Last Lullabye has left the Dark Realm.
Katmandu relaxes a little as the femme moves away, smirking as she wonders about said conversation, having met the old man a few times in the tavern a while back. She yawns again, the silences lulling her, only the rushing water over the falls to listen to. Her ice blue ice still move from one to the other.
[ Katmandu whispers, "[Well? Can I have that creature for Kat soon?]" to you. ]
[#] Samme has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "(Yes.. Of course.)" to Katmandu. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ Katmandu whispers, "[We will need to dicuss it, as you wanted to.]" to you. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Madame Darkness has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: (Second ice=eyes)
Katmandu: [thanks so much!]
[#] Ravina has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Elghinyrr Suru has left the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're: [Figured that much]
Ellia A're: [Its your post Trench!]
Katmandu: [missed it]
[ Samme whispers, "Samme waves at." to you. ]
Trench: (Oh, is the meeting done, then? Alright, I'll have a go...)
[ Samme whispers, "[]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Heya.)" to Samme. ]
[ Samme whispers, "[Are you playing right now?]" to you. ]
Katmandu: [we need to discuss that creature for Kat, put it on your agenda, please.]
Trench: (Of course.)
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with samma! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Katmandu: [thanks!]
[ You whisper "(Aye...)" to Samme. ]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[ Samme whispers, "[Ah. Well, I'll be around, if you want to play later.]" to you. ]
Trench shakes his head a bit, looking back to Ellia, "The first thing I wish you to know... I am nothing without the members. Without those under me that support me. Because of this, I give them great respect. Sometimes even if it's not given, at first."
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
* Sorry, that furre isn't in this dream! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
Katmandu sits and allow her legs to dangle and swing, wondering if her Master's remarks have anything to do with her. Apparently the two seem to be speaking telepathically.
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Sipx has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're nods her head, being completely serious "I understand such, Trench. And I would not dream of going against what your subjects request. Should all within your kingdom wish my absence, I shall take my leave. But perhaps, instead of warning me, you should ask them...?"
[#] Crystal Johnstone has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench shakes his head a bit, "You misunderstand my meaning... Let me try this way... You want to be Queen of this Realm. I am currently not in disagreement. But, there is a reason that there has never been a Queen to this Realm. I am VERY picky about such things. Only reason you have a chance is because I think you can do it. Thing is, though, I want someone who can think and act as I would. Someone who not only helps in my absence, but enhanced me when I'm present..."
[#] Choronzon has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Katalin Jacobes has entered the Dark Realm.
Katmandu gets used to hearing spoken words once more, she listens almost covertly. Taking them in but not appearing to as she has not been addressed and it sounds fairly private. Her legs still dangle and but she grips the stone bench edges for balance, raising her rear a little to take the pressure from the cold stone away.
[#] Samme has left the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're nods her head "Let me get this straight, and I am afraid I can sum it up in a few words... you want a female version of yourself. You want a woman who can not only defend herself, but can outsmart her opponents, answer every question required of her, resolve any problem that is put upon her, can keep up with your realm, and gain the respect of others that you yourself have from them. A woman who can sit nearby and, instead of seeming ornamental, be a contribution to you and provide intelligent information... am I correct..?"
Trench blinks... "Urm... Yes, I think that's about right. Is that too much to ask? I'd say yes, but then, that's why there has never been a Queen in this Realm, before..."
Katmandu smirks as she thinks of the words that first passed between the femme and herself.
Ellia A're: Too much to ask..? Perhaps, to some, I admit the task of keeping up with the kingdom may become a difficult one.. but I'm sure with some practice and some orginization.. perhaps specialized slaves.. It could be done with much more effecientcy and less strain on yourself...
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Trench: If it works, if it's effective... If it can be done, then I don't care. I'll do what it takes... But, it's not an easy task, so... Well, the question is... It won't be easy. Are you certain you want to do this?"
Ellia A're nods "I would wish to try, Trench..." she stands up and walks past him, patting his shoulder "Allow me to draw up a schedual for myself, M'lord. I will speak with you on the morrow..."
Katmandu allows her torso to swing, braced by her stalwart arms, she throws her weight off the bench and lands on her feet. Too much being still causes Kat to get sleepy. She stands near her Master in the soft dirt and watches Ellia walk away.
Trench quirks a brow as he looks behind himself, "So, we're done for the night?"
Ellia A're: Yes, my lord, for now...
Trench: I see...
Ellia A're: [I have nightshift at my partime job]
Ellia A're: [sorry o.o]
Katmandu notices that Trench's answer seems to be for Ellia and so does not anwer.
Trench: (Ah, that explains alot. Alright, then.)
Ellia A're moves through the waterfall and waves behind herself "Ta.."
[#] Ellia A're has left the Dark Realm.
Trench releases a sigh of relief, "I don't know about this..."
[#] Jier has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Nasgoth has entered the Dark Realm.
Katmandu shrugs, "It is your decision alone. She seems pleasant enough but she is not the same one I met before. At least she isn't acting the same."
Trench: Well, that is good then, right? Maybe... I don't know. I hope it works out.
Katmandu nods, "She seems well spoken, and I can sense a ruthlessness about her. With me, there is not danger, I am as low as a creature is in your realm but with others she will have to present the same face always."
Trench smirks, "You give yourself far too little credit... There have been many times that a slave has risen to a high position within a kingdom... Just ask Vision."
Katmandu smirks, "Not without the help of the one that rules."
[#] Frack Veroo has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: Sometimes, all that is needed is the right bit of... Motivation...
(You see Frack Veroo.)
> You see a Cheetah furre. He has on full white plate mail which glows like true silver. Around him is a white hooded cloak. He has a white belt around his waist. There is a long dagger in the belt. There is a pouch on his waist also. He has on long half white half brown boots.
Katmandu: I asked you for a creature to protect me and be my companion long agoe and it seems that you have forgotten. I am lonely, I will bring in other slaves like Isis but I need a small creature to carry with me and protect me in the pens and here.
[#] Frack Veroo has left the Dark Realm.
Katmandu lifts her brow, "What kind of motivation are you speaking of?"
[ Balthasar whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Balthasar. ]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Katmandu brushes up against you, bumping you to get your attention as she wonders if you have heard her and she is very curioius.
Trench sighs as he shakes his head. His paw reaches out, moving towards the shadows. The shadows quickly respond, moving towards him. His eyes close as the shadows move towards him. His paw shift and moves, and the shadows easily respond to him. In a short amount of time, the form begins to take shape, seeming of a small lizard. As more shadows draw to the figure, it begins to grow in size. Dark wings begin to sprout from it's back...
[#] Green Panther has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Kieva Wolf has entered the Dark Realm.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Jahana, Katalin Jacobes, Crystal Johnstone, Trench, Madame Darkness, Choronzon, Katmandu, Nasgoth, Abaddon, Sipx, Crevan Angelfox, Green Panther, Kieva Wolf.
* 14 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 3129 total players online. Uptime 11 days 19:22
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 3227
[ Balthasar whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Balthasar. ]
Katmandu opens her eye wide and the shadows form. She hadn't expected her wish to be fulfilled so soon but smiles as the shadows coalese into a seemingly solid being. Her eyes settle on the wings.
[ Balthasar whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench's shadows expand further, the being growing, the wings sprouting in a grand nature for it's small size. It begins to solidify, taking up a leathery appearance, though still as black as the shadows that formed it. A smirk draws across Trench's lips as the small being releases out a small cry of existance.
[ You whisper "" to Balthasar. ]
[ Balthasar whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Madame Darkness has left the Dark Realm.
Katmandu giggles at the cry, dimiuitive but sharp almost as if it were as lonely as she is.
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Abaddon.)
> A beastly entity, with pale skin and a nasty disposition. The hair was platinum, and cascaded to the creature's lower back in the form of many spikes and the such. Build was quite muscular, and obviously meant to slay. The well defined arms were tipped with clawed talons instead of regular hands, and had only a pair of metallic gauntlets to protect. Lastly, the clothing consisted of black leather pants, boots, and a trench coat above all else. (FNP - Dictator)(KKKK - Grand Wizard)
Trench nods slightly as his eyes open, observing his small and simplistic creation. He points to Kat, almost as if sending a telepathic message. The dragon then, in turn, responds by moving towards the slave.
[#] Mentro Aparius has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Crevan Angelfox has left the Dark Realm.
Katmandu extends her arm to the small beast, paw bent to allow him to climb her wrist and hopefully nestle under her hear, around her neck. She looks to see if his teeth are sharp but looks rather unconcerned for now. "What is his name, Master?"
Katmandu: hear=hair*
[#] Fire Scythe has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Fire Scythe has left the Dark Realm.
Trench shrugs slightly, "I just created the thing... It's a beast of nature, so to speak... It possesses no name... Should you give it one, I'm certain it would be willing to respond to such."
[#] Nasgoth has left the Dark Realm.
Katmandu nods rapidly, "Thank you for doing such a thing. I am wondering of it's nature. Will it return the love I give it and protect me. What may I expect of it's skills in that way." [don't want to twink with this guy, just need a guideline of what it is capable of doing. That can come with time, I do not know all the ins and outs of shadow creatures.]
Katmandu is so infatuated by the tiny dragon that has crawled around her neck, it tickles one earlobe with it's tongue and she leans against your side, rubbing lightly as she thinks of names for him.
[#] Kieva Wolf has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Green Panther has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: (http://www.geocities.com/twolfhound/shadows.txt)
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Trench: (It, technically, has the same properties of a typical shadowlyng... Just less intellect.)
[#] Sipx has left the Dark Realm.
Trench looks over to the new creature, "Love, I would think, it is capable of... It is a normal drake, save for it's essence. It's body. It is made of shadows. It could change shape, I'm certain, though I don't think it possesses the intellect to do such."
[#] Katalin Jacobes has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Katmandu has left the Dark Realm.
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Trench: (Repost?)
Katmandu: [yes please]
[#] Katmandu has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench looks over to the new creature, "Love, I would think, it is capable of... It is a normal drake, save for it's essence. It's body. It is made of shadows. It could change shape, I'm certain, though I don't think it possesses the intellect to do such."
* Current players: Dark Realm, Jahana, Abaddon, Crystal Johnstone, Trench, Mentro Aparius, Choronzon, Katmandu.
* 8 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 3054 total players online. Uptime 11 days 19:46
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 3227
[#] Choronzon has left the Dark Realm.
Katmandu smiles and laughs lightly again, "I will treat him kindly and keep him out of trouble if he has an impish nature. And he will keep me safe when I travel, especially. I fear you are too busy to go with me to the pens and I would like to do such for you. Your new lady seems to think that specialized slaves are the answer. I will try to gather some."
Trench: Perhaps... I still take her opinions with a grain of salt. I do hope it works out. Now, I should get going. I hope you may be able to go out and help Jahana with our guests?
[#] Final Fury has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Final Fury.)
> He was once a normal furrie till his soon to be wife was murdered. The hurt of his lost hurt him so that he killed himself by stabing himself in the heart with a knife. His soul returns in demon form. He is forever damned for taking his life. [Master at Kintayou Dojo] [Sword: Katinia] [Brother of Runningwolf Himura & Cloudchaser] [Mate: Samanthae] [Daughters: A Bunch] [Sons: Myou Ookami, Running Fury]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Final Fury: san any of you guys sow
Trench: no
Katmandu nods, "Yes, I will be able to do that, and introduce this new being to his home. Thank you again, Master." She leans and looks into your face, then without thinking she presses her lips to yours while closing her eyes.
[#] Final Fury has left the Dark Realm.
Trench's own eyes close, his paw reaches up, touching you upon the back of the neck as he returns the kiss, softly nipping at your lower lip.
Katmandu allows her lips to part at the nip as her wet tongue brushes along the softness of your lips. Then she draws away slowly, "
Katmandu: Rest well when you do."
[#] Madame Darkness has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Darious Flint has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench looks to you as you pull away, his gaze seeming a bit strange, nodding a bit, "I certainly would... You as well..."
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Katmandu departs slowly. Her head turns and she glances over her shoulder as she reluctantly walks away.
Trench speaks, without turning, "Kat..."
Trench is too late...
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ You whisper "" to Katmandu. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ Katmandu whispers, " ~Yes, I know, but it is not my place to complain. I hope you know I would, if it would do any good.~" to you. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Katmandu. ]
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
[ Katmandu whispers, "[Really? I hated it when slave did that to Vision. I haven't sprung any of the little tricks that slaves can do to get attention but you have children, you know they are smarter than they look. If you like I will do some weedling. Kat is almost dried up as a char... last time they spent time together was probably close to a year.]" to you. ]
[ Abaddon whispers, "Who's that Katalina chick that comes into Dark Realm and annoys people?()" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(At this point, that's really the only way. The most aggressive furres get Trench's attention. That's how Ellia got where she is, now. And, yes, I feel great deal of shame for giving Kat nowhere near the attention she was due. I was hoping giving her some position in the Realm would help, but...)" to Katmandu. ]
[ You whisper "(Beats me. I've never seen her.)" to Abaddon. ]
* Sorry, that furre isn't in this dream! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
* Current players: Dark Realm, Jahana, Abaddon, Crystal Johnstone, Trench, Mentro Aparius, Katmandu, Madame Darkness, Darious Flint.
* 9 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2832 total players online. Uptime 11 days 20:05
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 3227
[ Abaddon whispers, "(Odd. She just finished calling everyone in here twinks for not marking their preps with a number. In either case, sorry to bug you. You're probably busy. =P)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Eh, about to log off.)" to Abaddon. ]
[ Abaddon whispers, "(Same. I'm probably also goin to retire from active RP again. Too much stupidity.)" to you. ]
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with abaddon! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
[ Katmandu whispers, "[Well, damnit, she is a subby slave... if it were Vision and she were not suffering from a broken heart she would give you a run for your money but Vision is looking for a dom..." to you. ]
[ You whisper "(I had wondered if Vision was still active...)" to Katmandu. ]
[ Katmandu whispers, "[Males that sit back do not tantalize her the same way as aggressive males.]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Heh, I can be aggressive, I'm just too swamped! =P)" to Katmandu. ]
[ Katmandu whispers, "[She will be one day. I just have to settle her mind. She will be back to normal.]" to you. ]
[ Katmandu whispers, "[Yes, Ellia gave me the general idea of what she was to you when we met the first time. Kat does not stand a chance, she's a sub but she respects you.]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(I miss my interactions with Vis... As of Kat... Eh, Ellia can hold position, but I don't think she'll gain Trench's affections.)" to Katmandu. ]
[#] Crystal Johnstone has left the Dark Realm.
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[ Katmandu whispers, "[It's not only Trench's affections that Kat wants, but she is to timid to say. Maybe the dragon will give her some courage.]" to you. ]
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[ You whisper "(Kat has been with Trench for a long time. She has alot more influence than she probably realizes.)" to Katmandu. ]
[#] Final Fury has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.



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Keylinn: I'm doing no killing! xD
Epik Orion wouldnt kill anyone >.<
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[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
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Trench: Teleport, Master!
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] A tiring shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] A morbid shift is felt within the Realm.
[*] Your request has been sent to Ellia A're.
[*] Ellia A're has accepted your request.
[*] Ellia A're joins you.
[&] 4:34:51 PM Player Vision is online.
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[ You whisper "" to Vision. ]
[ Vision whispers, "Been out for 10 hours and 53 minutes." to you. ]
Ellia A're would appear from the shadows as she had learend to do from watching Den Fa. She moves over to trench and lays a hand on his shoulder "Hello again, Trench..." She sits nearby and crosses her ankles ontop of the table, resting her staff across her abdomen
Ellia A're: [Chairs could use some work]
Trench: (Yeah, I noticed... I'm kind of surprised she hadn't fixed them, already.)
Trench smirks a bit as his paw rests upon your knee, "Greetings, Ellia... I trust your rest was good?"
Ellia A're smiles at his hand on her knee and nods "Yes, I was quite tired after my ordeal last night, so many men wanting me, so many men ending up dead.. they were wonderfully stupid in falling into my traps..."
Trench pats your knee a moment before offering a bit of a nod, "You know, I haven't killed a furre in years..."
Ellia A're giggles to herself and watches his hand on her bare leg "Really..? No wonder your so tense, its a great way to releave stress, Trench. Humans are so entertaining when they die, depending on how... why, just by chokeing them to death, they get an erection and defecate on themselves at the same time..."
[#] Zydon Ankei has entered the Dark Realm.
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Trench looks oddly at you for a moment before shaking his head, "Perhaps so. But, I am not a warrior. I am not a killer. I am a warlord. My warriors do the killing for me. I plan things. I talk to furres and work diplomacy. I meet with leaders and organize those that work for me. Only reason I have to kill a furre is if they seek my death for some reason. Even then, as you saw, I don't neccessarily kill them. You kill them, and they don't learn anything."
(You see Zydon Ankei.)
> A calm looking siamese with brown fur and a blackened muzzle that has a curious brand beneath his left eye. Green headfur frames each side of his face, extending back into a long ponytail. Around his neck is a collar with chain leash attached and draped over his shoulders is violet cape. Underneath is a black, long-sleeved shirt, bordered in gold, a pair of black trousers tied at the waist by a deep purple sash, and a pair of boots. An amethyst orb clasps his cape in place.
[ You whisper "" to Zydon Ankei. ]
[ Zydon Ankei whispers, "[Is that an IC question?]" to you. ]
[#] Alykia has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "(It is.)" to Zydon Ankei. ]
Ellia A're nods "I know, Trench, but it is good to let your stress out once in a while. I do what I do, because I enjoy it, I don't mean you should do the same. Anyways, let us get off such a morbid subject and speak on other things..."
[ Zydon Ankei whispers, "Zydon Ankei projects an unsettling feeling back at Trench, he doesn't exactly care for people touching his mind, so ironic. " to you. ]
Trench: Perhaps, but this is an important issue. I am a figure head. Everything I do is watched and criticized. If I kill a furre needlessly, it could endanger the entire Realm. Yes, I'm a Lord of Darkness, I am expected to be cruel. I am expected to stir up a bit of trouble. But, there is an art to it.
[ You whisper "" to Zydon Ankei. ]
[ Zydon Ankei whispers, " " to you. ]
[#] Alykia has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Zydon Ankei. ]
[ Zydon Ankei whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Lizie has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Zydon Ankei. ]
(You see Lizie.)
> I am a semi-nice/mean lizard loving, neopet player
Ellia A're purrs "I realise this, Trench, I did not mean to question that. Now, would you mind explaining your hand on my leg...? I am not your's, yet, and petting my leg would not be the most revered thing you could do..."
[#] Lizie has left the Dark Realm.
[ Zydon Ankei whispers, "" to you. ]
[ Alykia whispers, "Busy? Been waiting to rp with Ellia. Havent met her yet.[]" to you. ]
[#] Ryoku Makomorochan has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench leans forward, both paws being placed upon the table, "Perhaps you are right. The Realm has been bzzing with your position. Everyone's longing to meet you. I keep being asked if they can... Jah had said you are already taking to being Queen..."
[ You whisper "" to Zydon Ankei. ]
[#] Molandria has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "(Actually, that might be a good idea. I'll try to arrange that asap.)" to Alykia. ]
(You see Molandria.)
> Her cloak is dark black with pale, lifeless blue markings upon it. Her hood hides her face in shadow. The cloak conceals her necromantic aura. A long, black staff with pale blue and white eyes, in the shape of a Spector, Dragon Hybrid is used as a walking stick in her right hand. Her left hand's concenled by the cloak. She ususally stays in the background, trying to go about her business without drawing attention to herself. [Karunisha of the High Council of Necromancers] [Enchanted Skin]
[ Alykia whispers, "[I wouldnt want to do it now if you two are rping. Dont want to really interupt.]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(We've done enough private RP. I'm wanting to try her out in the actual Realm area...)" to Alykia. ]
Ellia A're laughs lightly and puts her feet on the floor, leaning over to him "Jahana asked me if there was something she wanted me to do, I have given her a few assignments... but aside from that, does she feel as horrible about me as she did before..?"
Trench shakes his head a bit, "I'm not certain, really... But, I've spoken with her, and I think we've reached a fairly good understanding."
Ellia A're smiles at him and sits up straight in her chair "Well, I guess since all these people want to meet me..." she adds teasingly "... I could pencil in a public apperance when I'm not busy sleeping or speaking with you..."
[#] Micheru has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Alykia has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: Well, you are to be the public figure when I'm not about... Even when I am. I wonder if you truly understand what you're going to be getting into... You will have the same status that I do... You will be the first and only furre that has ever had a status equal to my own... Needless to say, I'm placing alot of effort into this.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Ellia A're smiles and rests a hand ontop of his "Trench, I am used to being in a position of power. The mistress of a powerful demon clan is not that big of a step away from this... Though I admit, I have been lax for a time, but I will get used to it, one way or another.... I understand perfectly what I am getting myself into."
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Trench takes in a deep breath, "Maybe you are... But I'm nervous. Like I said, there never has been a queen here... And you're going to have to do alot of work to win over those that can vote you out... But, once you're in, you're in for good."
Ellia A're smiles and sits back "The only ones I am worried about would be your family.. Tell me of them, Trench, what would I need to know...?"
Trench sighs, "Respect. You treat them with great respect, and they will at least tolerate you. Some of them you will never win. Mykeal, for example. Probably not Mephisto, either... However, Micheru you must win over. Confidence, but humility..." He offers a slight smirk, "You won me over rather quickly, I don't see why you can't do the same for them."
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're: Humility, huh..? Well, I'm afraid in the face of certain men I have very little of that, but men such as your father, and my own, I have built up a small store for them...
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: Even I have humility, even to complete strangers... Still, you do what you feel must be done. You know how to handle yourself. Shall we go public?
Ellia A're smiles and moves from the chair "Of course, Trench, I would like to meet Micheru in person..."
Trench: Teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
Trench: ....
[ Ellia A're whispers, "I apparantly lost share" to you. ]
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[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
Trench: This is not good...
Trench: Stand where I was...
Trench: Face the throne.
[*] Your request has been sent to Ellia A're.
[*] Ellia A're has accepted your request.
[*] Ellia A're summons you.
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 488)
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
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Trench: ...
Ellia A're blinks "You cannot get on the throne..?"
Trench: What the...
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
Trench: Fine. You sit there, then.
Trench: Oh, guess you can't, either.
Trench: (afk a sec.)
Ellia A're: [it randomly puts me in a different spot]
Ellia A're: teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
Trench: Teleport, tavern!
[#] A drunken shift is felt within the Realm.
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with jahana! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
* Current players: Dark Realm, Abaddon, Ellia A're, Zydon Ankei, Ryoku Makomorochan, Molandria, Micheru, Alykia, Trench.
* 9 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2272 total players online. Uptime 12 days 15:01
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* Max players today: 2302
[#] A drunken shift is felt within the Realm.
[ You whisper "(We're in the tavern.)" to Alykia. ]
Trench: Are you ready for this?
Ellia A're smiles and sits across from Trench "Depends on which this you are talking about, there are several I am, and some I am not.."
Trench: We will have to work on our... Unity...
Ellia A're: [and right now I'm pissed at my internet]
Trench: (?)
[ Abaddon whispers, "Abaddon, like last time, emits a faint bit of telepathy of sorts. <>" to you. ]
Ellia A're: [It is screwing up. All I want to do is check my e-mail, but nooo...]
[ You whisper "" to Abaddon. ]
Ellia A're nods her head "I don't believe there is anyone in this world who is perfect, M'lord Trench, everyone needs work.. be they on the darker side of the moral spectrum, or the lighter, weaker, side..."
[#] Ryoku Makomorochan has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: I disagree... I think there is such thing as perfection. Or at least close enough that alot of work isn't much needed...
[ Abaddon whispers, "<>" to you. ]
[ Alykia whispers, "Thankies. Comeing.[]" to you. ]
[ Abaddon whispers, "(Mind you, the seals which Azathoth placed to keep Abaddon weak have been dissolved for the sake of a rather indepth, and involved plot. He's not going to be mundane ever again, no matter what is done, but he won't be so horribly powerful once the plot concludes.)" to you. ]
Ellia A're: I too disagree, for perfection is mearly an opinion. One may think that two such as us are perfect, yet another may think the Queen of Lerdia and her husband are perfect, it depends on your point of view, there is no international standard.
Ellia A're: [universial* standard, there are no nations >.>]
Trench chuckles, "To compare this place as one that has a Lord and Lady... I'm just not used to that."
(You see Abaddon.)
> A beastly entity, with pale skin and a nasty disposition. The hair was platinum, and cascaded to the creature's lower back in the form of many spikes and the such. Build was quite muscular, and obviously meant to slay. The well defined arms were tipped with clawed talons instead of regular hands, and had only a pair of metallic gauntlets to protect. Lastly, the clothing consisted of black leather pants, boots, and a trench coat above all else. (FNP - Dictator)(KKKK - Grand Wizard)
Ellia A're: Ah well, I was merely using it as a refrence, taking two completely opposite sides of the spectrum and comparing them, to show you what I mean..
Abaddon stalks in, followed by a rather odd distortion within the darkness. Nothing alarming, mind you, but something odd none the less. As opposed to taking a seat right away, he looks around THEN takes one.
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're: [angsty, isen't he..?]
Trench offers a nod of respect as Aly walks in. "Alykia, I'd like you to meet Ellia... Ellia, my daughter, Alykia..."
[ Abaddon whispers, "(Sorry 'bout that. Furc decided to crap out.)" to you. ]
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
Abaddon is just sitting at the bar, lost in thought. Well, lost in thought with an odd ripple around him most of the time. :P Regardless, he continues to ponder endlessly for the time being.
[#] Molandria has left the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're smiles at the younger femme as she does to all, her golden eyes observing all about her before offering a nod much like Trench's own "Greetings, Alykia.. you look to be an... interesting, person... I hope some day we may know each other better.."
Alykia steps quietly into the bar before slowing as she catches sight of the two near the table. Blinking, she turns and offers Trench a warm smile and nod in returned greeting, head inclining to the other at the table as she offers a welcoming smile. "Good eve Milady." Catching sight of Abaddon, she looks to him quietly for a moment before returning her attention to Ellia once more.
Alykia: Ah, that may be nice... Simply Aly works too if you wish.
[ You whisper "." to Set Calabrian. ]
[ You whisper "" to Set Calabrian. ]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "Currently away for 7 hours and 43 minutes." to you. ]
[ You whisper "." to Rhuddlan. ]
Ellia A're: Well, if simply Aly for you, then Ellia will do for me, shall we..?
Zydon Ankei slips in, leash in one hand, naginata in the other, he leans himself against the entryway statue-embelishment-whatever-it-is-thing.
[ You whisper "" to Rhuddlan. ]
[ Rhuddlan whispers, "I'm not busy presently, if this is a good time." to you. ]
Abaddon ignores the others, simply put. The business at hand can be discussed later, once free time has been obtained by those involved. However, he does raise his right hand, and motion for Alykia to come to him for a moment. Mind you, he hasn't realized her back is turned. Perhaps she'll turn to see the hand?
Trench nods slightly as he stands, "If you two would excuse me..." With that, he hurries out, obviously set on something...
[*] Your request has been sent to Rhuddlan.
[*] Rhuddlan has accepted your request.
[*] Rhuddlan summons you.
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 2038)
[ Abaddon whispers, "(Did you get my whisper before Furc booted me earlier? The one pertaining to Aba offering his services again.)" to you. ]
[#] Someone has entered the Castle
[#] Welcome to Castle Rhuddlan. Visit http://www.freewebs.com/rhuddlan/ for rules, jobs, etc.
[ You whisper "(I did. Guess you didn't get my response...)" to Abaddon. ]
[#] Someone has entered the Castle
[ You whisper "" to Abaddon. ]
(You see Bul-Kathos.)
> Set before you is a form with muscles almost chisseled from stone. On it's hands are set gauntlets, a 2 and a half foot long retractable blade lie in rest inside of them. On his hips are two mythril blade, that clink at every footfall. On his right hand there is a ring with a Barbarian tribal symbol meaning Strength. His height, an astounding 7'10. This man is a barbarian. In his eyes burn a rage, even hell hath no fury like he.[25 IC][Havichon Army Leader]
(You see Rhuddlan.)
> This tall young man is the descendent of many noble Lords, and now reigns as Lord Gwledig of the Cymru in Castle Rhuddlan. In this time of war, he wears a heavily jeweled, golden-hilted silver sword. It looks like a prince's toy at first glance, but upon closer examination, one recognizes it as a sturdy and well-wrought weapon in its own right. http://www.freewebs.com/rhuddlan/Furc/Rhuddlan.jpg jpg:w^freewebs.c^rhuddlan/Furc/head
Rhuddlan nods to Trench. "Good afternoon."
Trench offers a slight bow, "Greetings, Rhuddlan.."
[ Abaddon whispers, "(Ah, I sent a whisper after that one. It was Aba offering to once again aid in the Realm, the DA, or whatever is necessary.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Ah, that I didn't get.)" to Abaddon. ]
Rhuddlan: A... pleasure to finally meet you. Do come in and we will discuss matters.
Trench: Thank ye...
[ Abaddon whispers, "<>" to you. ]
Kairiey Mathers conjours up a cloud. "There at least he'll have a seat."
Rhuddlan: These two are friends of mine, do you mind if they attend?
[ You whisper "" to Abaddon. ]
Kairiey Mathers smiles at him weakly. "You can sit on the cloud... I conjoured it up for you to sit on if you wished."
Trench quirks a brow, a bit skeptical, "I don't typically feel comfortable if there is more than one other... And even then, I often prefer it be in a more secluded area to discuss such delicate matters."
Rhuddlan: Very well, the castle has many such places. We can retire to one of the upstiars meeting rooms if you wish a private discussion.
Trench: In fact, that would make me feel at ease, if it's the same to you.
Kairiey Mathers blinked a bit. "The map room is suitable for such meetings."
Rhuddlan: Entirely the same to me. Do follow me if you please.
Trench: My, what a bit room... Still, this is much better. I thank you.
(You see Kairiey Mathers.)
> Kairiey, or simply Kari, is five feet flat, with a plus size figure. She has long dark brown hair, black fur with a white underbelly. She has three earrings on each ear that jingle with her movement. She wears a tattered red skirt a long sleeved pink peasant shirt and a black corset. She wears a short hooded dark red cloak.. She carries with her a broom and a large travel pack. [IC 25][Consent Play][mun 18+]
Rhuddlan: Not a problem. I wish to resolve this as civilly as possible.
Trench: As do I. For this, I highly doubt there will be much of an issue. Your assassin wasn't the most skilled, I must say... I have to question, when you sent furres to attack me, did you truly expect to win such a war?
[ Abaddon whispers, "<>" to you. ]
Rhuddlan: Not especially... you might say I was tired of sitting around on my paws waiting for an invasion, and decided to initiate something myself.
Trench chuckles, "You probably would've been better off waiting... Since I wasn't personally involved with this, I'd probably have forgotten about it. That aside, you've drawn my attention, so it should be resolved. Tell me, do you know a furre named Abaddon?"
[#] Someone has entered the Castle
[#] The Captain of the Guard Gerrin has arrived
S'heska: i cant believe im saying this, but, great place. congrats
Rhuddlan considers this, searching his memory. "The name sounds familiar, but I cannot recall in what context. He certainly was not a central figure."
S'heska: o.O
Rhuddlan: [Thanks Sheska, but I'm a little busy right now. Could we get some privacy?]
S'heska: ah.
Trench nods, dismissing the topic, "A war has been started. This can't be forgotten. However, I can assume that much of the fault is my own. However, I don't think we can merely release this entire deal without something good coming from it. Is this agreeable?"
Rhuddlan pauses, considering this too. "It may be, it may not be. It depends of course entirely on what you have in mind. We are willing to go to great lengths to achieve peace, but we have our limits."
Trench: Well, as you said, we certainly wouldn't consider ourselves a power over you. However, I think if presented right to you, we can create a good and strong alliance. Two kingdoms... We open trade between the kingdoms, we offer each other our warriors when they are needed... So on and so forth.
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
Rhuddlan: Castle Rhuddlan is always open to friendly alliance, our ambassadors often travel the lands forging just such relationships with foriegn powers. I must warn you though, that this event has not fallen lightly on the people of the Castle, and they bear the Realm no good will.
[ Ellia A're whispers, "*Ellia's voice responds pleasently* Oh really...? Well, why would that be..?" to you. ]
Trench nods slightly, "I'm certain mine will be a little wary, as well. But, they trust my choices and if I say peace is had, peace will be. After all, would you not prefer an attempt at peace and expanding our united powers, or would they rather attempt to keep at battle?"
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
[ Ellia A're whispers, "*Once more, amusement plays in her voice* Well, I don't know, we aren't officially married yet, however it would be nice to meet those you do.." to you. ]
[#] Someone has left the Castle
Rhuddlan: Indeed, your offer seems to be an excellent one, and rather generous considering the circumstances. I would gladly bring this land into a state of peace, and even friendly Alliance, with the Realm. I am not so sure about expanding powers though, the Castle has never been an aggressive military force.
[#] Someone has left the Castle
[#] Someone has entered the Castle
[#] The Angel Shadow-StrykerXX has arrived
Trench shrugs a bit, "Mine is, I'll admit... However, I've considered this... You are an open and diplomatic charecter. A furre I can really get along with... Now, I can either destroy you and prove my kingdom's power, or I can join with you and actually grow in both power and trade. It's just more beneficial, even to me, that we work well together. Lerdia, they had bad leaders. I had no qualms taking force against them. But, you... I like you. So, you're kingdom isn't an aggressive force... I'm still certain our kingdoms can equally benefit each other."
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
[ Ellia A're whispers, "I believe it would be proper to take the name Wolfhound, don't you..?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
Rhuddlan: Very well then, if that is your proposal then I can willingly, even gladly, accept it. I do not doubt that expanded contact with your Realm will be beneficial to Castle Rhuddlan. My people will be reluctant I'm sure, but I am the one who makes the final decisions in this land, and I will put an immediate halt to all hostile action against the Realm, and announce the commencement of friendly relations.
[ Ellia A're whispers, "dear, dear Trench. I take pride in my last name, yes, however - The A're clan has long been dead. I am it's last, and A new last name would not kill me, nor any of my already dead family" to you. ]
Trench: Then it is agreed both ways. I will be sending embassadors to open trade and other such events. I hope to keep in contact with you, and perhaps the two of us can be good friends... It's hard to find good friends in this business, you know. In time, the furres of both sides will grow on each other, I believe. After all, my men never attacked yours, nor did yours do any damage to my kingdom, so there is little in the way of bad blood.
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
[ Ellia A're whispers, "Oh and woulden't that be awful..." to you. ]
Rhuddlan nods. "Indeed. Thus it shall be."
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
[ Abaddon whispers, "<>" to you. ]
[#] Someone has entered the Castle
Trench: Rhuddlan, you're a reasonable kind of guy. I'm glad we've met rather than simply going at each others throats for a misunderstanding... Hrm, it's not in your business, but I was wondering if you might be willing to give me your opinion on a situation...
[ You whisper "" to Abaddon. ]
Rhuddlan cocks an eyebrow. "Certainly Trench."
[ Abaddon whispers, "<>" to you. ]
Trench: I have ruled my Realm for years without any others on my level. I have had a few that I have trusted very much by my side. However, recently, a lass has come out of nowhere and asked to be my Queen. Typically, I may humor this for a few minutes and then dismiss the subject. But, I think this lass, from what I've already seen, may be just the Queen I've always searched for... But, she's new to the Realm, and myself, and so my Council is VERY skeptical...
[ You whisper "" to Abaddon. ]
Rhuddlan nods, considering. "If you feel strongly on the issue, then the decision is yours to make, and not a council's. A Lord is free to share his power as he sees fit. Of course... it is always wise to humour such councils, to avoid massive mutiny. A balance must be achieved."
[ Ellia A're whispers, "The only danger we have is if you steal my heart, Trench. the femme of my race take their attatchments with far too much energy.." to you. ]
[ Abaddon whispers, "<> (By the way, if Trench can sense hatred or something of the like, Aba overflows with it whenever he hears about, or mentions Jier. :P To the point where he could be a risk to those around him, infact.)" to you. ]
[ Ellia A're whispers, "Our males died more because they did not understand that, than because of any enemy" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
[ You whisper "(He can, but faintly. His skills in empathy aren't honed, though present. Still, he wouldn't openly acknowledge it.)" to Abaddon. ]
[ Abaddon whispers, "Abaddon nods.()" to you. ]
[#] Someone has entered the Castle
[#] Someone has left the Castle
[ Abaddon whispers, "(Aba's honed his mind and body to the point where he probably can't anymore. Then again, I guess that's what happens when you have a character this long. =P)" to you. ]
Trench nods slightly, "I agree... Hm." He then stands, "Well, I thank you for your time."
Rhuddlan stands as well. "Not at all. I am happy to have the issue resolved."
[ Ellia A're whispers, "Best case scenario - You hold hands with a woman other than myself or my relatives, that woman dies a painful death. Worst case - You look at a woman other than myself or my relatives, and you get... neutered, I believe is the proper word. But thats only if you steal my heart and then do not understand such devotion." to you. ]
Trench: As am I... I do look forward to our future correspondence.
[ Ellia A're whispers, "The femme are the strong ones in my race, if you cannot tell" to you. ]
Rhuddlan nods slightly. "As do I."
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
Trench's forms fades into the shadows, offering a slight bow of respect as he goes.
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with dark era! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[*] Your request has been sent to Dark Realm.
[*] Dark Realm has accepted your request.
[*] Dark Realm summons you.
[*] Dark Realm asks you to join his / her company. To accept the request, type `join and press . To decline, type `decline and press
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 488)
[#] Someone has left the Castle
[ Ellia A're whispers, "*Ellia giggles softly* My fourth husband had a worse case scenario and died from it.." to you. ]
[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
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[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
[ Micheru whispers, " [*] Your request has been sent to Micheru.
[ Ellia A're whispers, "[I figured out a way for you to get back in your chair]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(What's that?)" to Ellia A're. ]
[#] An ingenious shift is felt within the Realm.
[*] Micheru has accepted your request.
[*] Micheru summons you.
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 488)
[ Ellia A're whispers, "[come to the throneroom]" to you. ]
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
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[ You whisper "(I will, once done with Micheru.)" to Ellia A're. ]
Micheru shifts to his knees, "My lord.. I have a request to make."
Trench nods slightly as he takes a seat, "Speak your mind."
Micheru: I request the hand of your daughter, Alykia, in marriage...
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Alykia whispers, "Welcome back. The rp kind of puttered off and thought to leave it until tomorow or something. :/[]" to you. ]
Trench stares blankly for a moment... A slight smirk drawing upon his lips as he replies, "Only if I may have your approval of my marriage to Ellia..."
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "(Aw, that's a shame.)" to Alykia. ]
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
Micheru: Since when did I have to approve of your actions, Trench?
[ Alykia whispers, "Alykia feels laughed at. Well I'm sorry. :/ but think if I go in to rp now, would be aqward.[]" to you. ]
Trench shrugs, "On this issue, being a member of the Council will require your vote... But, it's not really neccessary. She's still in an experimental state. However... Micheru, you both work here. If things didn't work out, it could get very awkward, you know that, right?"
[ You whisper "(Why's that?)" to Alykia. ]
Micheru: Aye.
Micheru: I accept your marriage to her..
[#] Æn1mal has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench sighs, "I'm nervous on this subject... As of Ellia, don't worry about her, now. Know her, first. It will certainly effect the entire Realm... Now, for Alykia... If you two truly feel this strongly... If you really think it'll work out... I not only approve, but offer my aid in your future as much as I possibly can."
Micheru nods, bowing his head, "I love her.. she loves me.. shall I summon her, and propose?"
Trench: Do you want me here while you do?
Micheru: Yes..
Trench: Would you mind if Ellia joined us?
Micheru: ...I don't know.
Trench shakes his head, "Then forget it. Go ahead, summon her."
[#] Aysha has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Aysha.)
> A vision of evanescence; Haunting enigma of unprecedented seduction. Unrivaled beauty mesmeric; luring hearts; Retaining a striving for intimacy within the mind; Twisting all principles of conscious thought. Consuming morality with unrefined lust and unquenchable yearning. Countenance of a goddess, an angel of death; Seductive yet ethereal. Multitudes of silken raven locks spill in endless bundles to mid-back; framing captivating facial features of radiance.
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
[ Aysha whispers, "Hey there" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Hey." to Aysha. ]
[ Ellia A're whispers, "Interesting..." to you. ]
[ Aysha whispers, "Hows things going?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Keeping busy..." to Aysha. ]
[#] Artemis Goddess of the Moon has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Artemis Goddess of the Moon.)
> your looking at me? ^_^ now i feel special!
[ Aysha whispers, "Yeah know the feeling. Been trying out Lineage two" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Been working out?" to Aysha. ]
[ Aysha whispers, "Yeah actualy it is a rather interesting morpg" to you. ]
[ Aysha whispers, "Realy just another version of Everquest" to you. ]
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Artemis Goddess of the Moon has left the Dark Realm.
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with alysh! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[ You whisper "Figures." to Aysha. ]
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Hickaru has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Aysha has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: (Umm...)
Micheru: [... She's coming, just has to break out of her current scene.]
Micheru: [Aen1mal, please leave.]
[#] Æn1mal has left the Dark Realm.
Alykia follows the summoning call up the stairs and into the library before blinking with surprise at the sight of Trench, haveing not particularly expecting to see him here as she though he'd be with Ellia. Gaze flicking to Micheru, she frowns with curiosity between them both.
Micheru smiles at Aly, "Hey.." He lowers his gaze for a moment, smiling and blushing, "Aly, you know I love you, right?"
Alykia starts to get a very bad premonition about the whole thing, eyes narrowing as she peers across to him, responce slow and hesitent. "... Aye...."
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "Hello?" to you. ]
Micheru drops to his knees, paws moving to a pocket in his longcoat. A small box is drawn out, offered forth, silently.
[ You whisper "" to Set Calabrian. ]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "Just got home from work" to you. ]
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "(I know the feeling. I'm watching my nephew propose to my daughter... Don't ask... Do you mind if I bring someone with me to the meeting?)" to Set Calabrian. ]
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "Not at all, who do you have in mind?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(A lass that's trying to become Queen of the Dark Realm...)" to Set Calabrian. ]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "ah" to you. ]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "lol" to you. ]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "I see" to you. ]
Alykia looks at the box, eyes slowly widening as she gazes at it, and then Micheru, the color bleeding from her features. "..." Gaze flicking to her father, she looks to micheru once more with a pained expression. "... Mich... I... dont do this. It.. Its too soon. Heck we dont even know if we can deal with eachother like mates yet."
(You see Ellia A're.)
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[#] Lorek has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Lorek.)
> He sits still away from all population murmuring words of no hope. His blank, white, eyes haunt you when you try to look at them. His hait is white as an elder's would be but he is no more than 13 years old. His cape Splits in two towards the bottom which is covered in bullet shots and cuts. Next to him lie a simple black staff, though this "simple" black staff creates much of damage to those who face him. He moves elegantly as if he was floating. http://www.freewebs.com/lorek_the_shadowsword/
Micheru: Is that so? We've been doing fine, and it's not like we weren't just before we took the name 'mates',... I have requested your paw in marriage, and it is fine with your father.. and.. I offer you, aside from my unconditional love, a future, a family if you so desire, and the security you deserve.
[ You whisper "Trench pokes?" to Ellia A're. ]
[ Ellia A're whispers, "User is currently away, and may have missed your whisper. (Inactive last 0 hours and 6 minutes.) -- DogProxy 2.30 - get your own copy at http://furc.sanct.net/" to you. ]
Alykia's brow deepens as her attention turns soaly upon Micheru. For a long time silent, she simply gazes at him before sighing and murmering. "I had not really seen you sence we took the name 'mates'...Most of the time your distracted ... and that one time when we were relaxing together, there was still that level of unease within the air... Its not that I dont care or dont want to, Micheru.. Its just too soon."
Micheru nods, "I understand." He pockets the box, gaze on the floor, ears drooped.
Trench quietly walks from the room...
[ Ellia A're whispers, "[sorry, went to get some food]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Understood. Ready?)" to Ellia A're. ]
[*] Your request has been sent to Set Calabrian.
[ Ellia A're whispers, "[a meeting with who, and yes]" to you. ]
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[ You whisper "(Bad timing?)" to Set Calabrian. ]
[ Set Calabrian whispers, "not at all, was just fetching some food. Ready now?" to you. ]
[*] Your request has been sent to Set Calabrian.
[*] Set Calabrian has accepted your request.
[*] Set Calabrian summons you.
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 1427)
* After venturing into the Dark Shire for several hours you seemed to have stumbled 'pon and old and mostly hidden path. As you follow the old dusty path, it leads into the deepest part of the shire, where light is little seen. A short while later, you come across a clearing at the base of a mountain. Built into the very rock wall of the mountain stands a massive gate. High into the mountain, a slight plateau can be seen, with some form of a tower overlooking the lands below.
[*] Your request has been sent to Ellia A're.
[*] Ellia A're has accepted your request.
[*] Ellia A're joins you.
Trench summons his future mate?
(You see Set Calabrian.)
> Dark sapphire strands hang half way down his chest, as it slightly blocks his astral blue eyes. His frame is slender though somewhat built. He holds himself with a grace and elegance like few others, as his poetic motions almost draw away from the rest of him. Chains feed from the metal choker he wears as they droop over the tight white sleeveless shirt, resting on the sides of the topless white robe. At the ends of each chain, was a kusara-kama.[Full desc at www.SetC.cjb.net].
Set Calabrian: [go for it]
Trench: Set, this is Ellia... My... Queen. Ellia, this is Set. You'll find out what he's all about soon enough.
[ Kortheal Tahalia whispers, "greetings" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Greetings." to Kortheal Tahalia. ]
(You see Kortheal Tahalia.)
> Treading softly, a worn overcloak sheilds all but his handsome visage from view. Head blending well muscled shoulders, and fit body. Dark tendrils flow down a lightly armoured back. Tough leather breastpeice, and soft, durable leggings dawn his front. A simple longsword of blackened steel glints in light.Trained to the hilt in melee combat, he is also skilled with magicks of is own makings.[Dreamweaver][SDA Leader]
Ellia A're would be perched in a tree directly behind Trench and looks down at the male he was meeting with "Hello there.." She smiles, her golden eyes appraising him and giving a respectful nod as she crosses her ankles up in her perch. "Very well, Trench.."
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Set Calabrian sits silently against his tree, listen to the soft woodland sounds, a low smirk rises over his face as he look toward Trench and his future queen "Ah, good eve to Trench, and to you as well Ellia." Set pauses as he tilts his head slowly toward trench "I understand, your in a rather odd position currently are you not?"
(You see Kortheal Tahalia.)
> Treading softly, a worn overcloak sheilds all but his handsome visage from view. Head blending well muscled shoulders, and fit body. Dark tendrils flow down a lightly armoured back. Tough leather breastpeice, and soft, durable leggings dawn his front. A simple longsword of blackened steel glints in light.Trained to the hilt in melee combat, he is also skilled with magicks of is own makings.[Dreamweaver][SDA Leader]
Trench nods slightly, "Not as much as I was, but still, there is a problem, to say the least."
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
[ Ellia A're whispers, "*Ellia nods silently* I understand, Trench." to you. ]
Set Calabrian nods slowly as he smirks once more "Aye, a problem indeed. Many problems perhaps. Were I to say so myself, I would say your luck has been down as of late, though such is only my outlook on it." Set stands to his feet as he motions for them to follow "We shall speak of these.....problems"
[*] Set Calabrian asks you to join his / her company. To accept the request, type `join and press . To decline, type `decline and press
[*] Set Calabrian summons you.
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 1427)
* After venturing into the Dark Shire for several hours you seemed to have stumbled 'pon and old and mostly hidden path. As you follow the old dusty path, it leads into the deepest part of the shire, where light is little seen. A short while later, you come across a clearing at the base of a mountain. Built into the very rock wall of the mountain stands a massive gate. High into the mountain, a slight plateau can be seen, with some form of a tower overlooking the lands below.
[*] Your request has been sent to Ellia A're.
[*] Ellia A're has accepted your request.
[*] Ellia A're joins you.
Trench: Indeed... However, there has been one new developement...
Set Calabrian: [make yourselves at home]
Set Calabrian tilts his head once more "Aye, and what may that be?"
Trench: Rhuddlan... I've not only made peace with them, but they have agreed to a strong alliance.
Set Calabrian smirks softly "Well, such may be your decision, but were I you, I would not do things the same. None the less, you still have a large force against you"
Trench: Aye, that's why I'm here.. Hoping maybe you would be able to provide aid in both defeating these foes, as well as providing information on them.
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
Set Calabrian I have spoken with my brother of both sides, from the ones that have turned on you, to the one that heads and sways Rhuddlan's decisions, to you and your forces. I will provide you information, but were I you, I would not allow any of those named to live"
Trench: Depending on the situation of each... I doubt they will... I'm not one for losing, if you're at all familiar with my reputation. Anyway, please, do go on... Who are my enemies?
[ Ellia A're whispers, "Sorry, Trench, I was having some internal dialouge. My spy in Lerdia has yet to gain any good information..." to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
[ Ellia A're whispers, "I know, however She does know for sure that he is loyal to Rei, so he most likely was setting you up for a trap. But nothing solid." to you. ]
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with jahana! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
[ Ellia A're whispers, "No, Trench, not yet. He may prove useful.." to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
Set Calabrian smirks slowly "Rhuddlan, despite your peace, was the mastermind of this entire plot. As well as the work behind the assassin. I'm sure you know of what I speak. One by the name of Maximilian Augustus has joined the side of Rhuddlan, and is building their forces against you. He was a warrior that did much work with me in the past, though may be dispatched with ease by those with the skill to do so. Currently, he has formed The shadow moon empire, Lerdia, the elves of Elvenwater, the Havicon army, the Silver dragoons, and an unknown pack of wolves. Among those forces, he has also gained Abaddon, who seek to kill you, and rule the DA in your place"
Trench sighs, "That's just idiocy... For a number of reasons I won't go into, yet again. Still, I believe Rhuddlan knows we would destroy him, and thusly, sought to act before we did so. It was kind of our fault on that. I'll keep an eye on him, but I won't consider him a threat, right now. As of the other kingdoms, though..." His gaze moves towards Ellia, "You got those names? They'll be hunted down, one by one, if neccessary..."
Ellia A're muses over the information and nods to Trench "Abaddon I can believe it of, he tried to get your daughter alone earlier today before you went to that peace conferance." She goes back to silence, her eyes half closed as she puzzles over the information.
Set Calabrian smirks once more "You've no need to hunt them one by one. I told you before all my brothers and I have to offer is our skill and lust for battle. Our swords are yours Trench. You will be backed by the Brilhar forces. Though as I said, were I you, I would let none live, not even Rhuddlan. If he had the guts to try this once, what says he would not try it again? I would not be willing to take such a chance"
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Trench shrugs absently, "It was my fault, that lad... It was my minions that had threatened him. He merely defended himself. I can't blame him for that. I'll give the one lad a break. Should he abuse this, he'll be slaughtered without prejudice. All others, however... I thank you, for your aid. And look forward to our forces joining together and eliminating all that stand in our way."
Trench: (You'll have to excuse me. Dinner is ready. I'll return, but I'll permit Ellia to take charge at this point.)
Trench will merely afk, not totally poof.
Ellia A're leans forward "Excuse me Set, I would like to ask you a few questions, just to satisfy my own curiosity, if you don't mind..."
Set Calabrian nods slowly "Ask away then"
Ellia A're: I would first like to ask about your brothers, specifically the one you said turned against Trench... do you have any useful information on him that may be useful in safeguarding the Realm...?
Ellia A're: [ones* if its pural]
Ellia A're: [Sorry for overusing useful, I'm tired going on nightshift soon]
Set Calabrian: [brb]
[&] (7:26:40 PM) Away mode set.
Set Calabrian smirks slowly, "the only of my blood that has turned on trench is Abaddon. He is the Only Brilhar that is such a rogue"
Ellia A're: And he works for our enemy apparantly. I am sorry, I am coming late into this information, but what is your current standing with this... Rhuddlan, wasen't it..?
Set Calabrian laughs slowly "They came to me the past few days, begging for my forces to join them against Trench. They openly told me all of those that stand against him in hopes of swaying me to their side. We of the Brilhar have decided to side with Trench. Our sword will lie with him, as my strike force will ready for combat."
Ellia A're allows a ghost of a smile to crawl across her face "Good, now, have you investigated this information..? Why, if this man had such an army behind him, would he be begging your help..? I have a spy amongst the Lerdians and they have no shortage of warriors ready to go against Trench.."
Ellia A're: and at least three of them are decent warriors.
Set Calabrian: All they have that stand in my eyes are Abaddon, and Maximillian. Though Yamo, Raykit, and myself will see to them personaly if it will be of use to you
Ellia A're: Perhaps, Set, but not at the moment... Do our enemies know that you have relayed this information to us..?
Set Calabrian: To this point, your enemies trust I will be with them. News of the Brilhar alone joining with you will distur at least the silver draggons, if not more.
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Ellia A're: How confidant are you that you can get rid of the rouge warriors that are attempting to assasinate Trench..? I would hate to see my Lord dead because of an error in judgement, no offense intended, but I never go into a situation that I am not sure will end up as planned.. I have witnessed some of these people who are fanatically against Trench. And I am working on getting a spy within one of our enemy's ranks...
Set Calabrian smirks slowly "I do not make errors. You seem to know little of the reputation of the Brilhar. Abaddon is one one many. If you would like prrof of what we can do, inform the Silver dragoons that Set will side with Trench. I assure you, without second thought, they will back down and out of sight. But be it known well, we do not protect, we destroy. "
Ellia A're: I know your reputation, Set. However, reputations have been proven wrong before, no offense intended. But the Lady Rei, Queen of Lerdia, has a reputation for being a kind and just ruler, however I'm sure you have heared how very... Unjust, she can be. However, I would think that the death of their warriors, as well as news of you sideing with Trench, would be enough to cause all of them to rethink their strategy..
Set Calabrian yawns as he stands to his feet, the chains that line his upper body rattling wildly as he speaks "The funny thing about that, how easy it may all change in the slash of a blade. For a reputation of combat does not lie. Should you think it so, it matters not to me. I am not here to prove to you what the Brilhar can do, your spies will tell you of that at a later date Though I must not keep my dear waiting. Should you wish to talk more, such must be done at a later date." Set nods his head toward Trench and then to Ellia "I bid you both good eve"
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Trench returns his nod to Set, "I can not begin to thank you for your aid... And I look forward to our future endeavors."
Ellia A're also returns his nod "Your information has been valuable, Set. I also thank you."
Set Calabrian bows elegantly "Think nothing of it Trench, perhaps this may be the start of a very powerful friendship" With that Set then lines a second bow toward Ellia "Good eve to you m'lady" Set turns to walk away as he pauses to speak once more "My forces will be ready soon trench, you need only name the target" With that, set walks off heading toward his home
(You see Set Calabrian.)
> Dark sapphire strands hang half way down his chest, as it slightly blocks his astral blue eyes. His frame is slender though somewhat built. He holds himself with a grace and elegance like few others, as his poetic motions almost draw away from the rest of him. Chains feed from the metal choker he wears as they droop over the tight white sleeveless shirt, resting on the sides of the topless white robe. At the ends of each chain, was a kusara-kama.[Full desc at www.SetC.cjb.net].
Ellia A're nods and turns to Trench "Come, let us return to the Realm. I have more information for you that you will indeed find interesting"
Trench nods as he opens a portal...
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[*] Dark Realm summons you.
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[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
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[ Hs0j whispers, "Hs0j's level 38 Tauren Warrior owns your WoW characters!" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Carrera Viper. ]
[ You whisper "Trench doesn't have a WoW char..." to Hs0j. ]
Trench: Teleport, Master!
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Hs0j whispers, "Pfft. ;p Corren said you did. ;p" to you. ]
[#] Ellia A're has entered the Dark Realm.
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[ Carrera Viper whispers, "I'v been gone a few days, but me and alykia are speaking with a represenative from Rhddlan castle" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Carrera Viper. ]
[ You whisper "Are you aware of the autosummon of Dark Realm?" to Ellia A're. ]
[*] Ellia A're joins you.
[ Carrera Viper whispers, "thats what he says, but we are setting up trade, but alykia is doing most of the talking." to you. ]
Ellia A're: I'll be back in a moment, Trench. An incident has come up in the entrance
[ Balthasar whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Balthasar. ]
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
[ Balthasar whispers, "" to you. ]
[ Ellia A're whispers, "If my spy's information was correct, yes.. I will send him to you immediately.." to you. ]
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[*] Mephestiaor joins you.
[#] Mephestiaor has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Balthasar. ]
(You see Mephestiaor.)
> A growling is heared and before you stands a Dragonoid, the closest relative to the Dragonkin. His scaley features reflect all that he sees, their blue polish blending into his dark leather armor. At his back one would see a bastard sword, the kind normal furres would require both hands to weild, but one of the Dragonoid's strength could handle easily. Covering it is a plane steel buckler...
Mephestiaor would stand infront of Trench, slapping a fist to his chest and bowing, the mercenary keeping eye contact "Sir.. the Lady Ellia has commanded me to inform you - The Lord Rhuddlan no longer accepts Mercenaries.. apparantly, he thinks the war he started is over now... She has informed me of Sir Set's information, and it somehow rings false..."
[ Balthasar whispers, "Balthasar's voice would be a bit more intense. " to you. ]
[ Balthasar whispers, "(disrespect*)" to you. ]
Trench nods slightly, "For the time, I shall be trusting Rhuddlan... Time will tell... I will have to keep an eye on them, curiously..."
[ You whisper "" to Balthasar. ]
[ Balthasar whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Balthasar. ]
Trench: Tell me something... How long have you known the Lady Ellia?
Mephestiaor: Close to three years now, Sir.
Trench: Truly? And what do you make of her?
[#] ReD RaBbIt has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Balthasar whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Balthasar has left the Dark Realm.
Mephestiaor: To be honest, sir, she is an evil bitch to those she doesn't like. I am lucky to be on the list of few she likes, sir. As long as I have known her, she has never asked me for anything more than information on certain kingdoms that ended up destroyed soon after.. and she pays me well.
[#] ReD RaBbIt has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: Really... How does she get the funding?
Mephestiaor: She doesn't fund me with money, sir. She provides me with information on the latest conflicts that I could make money off of.
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Mephestiaor: I am what some armies call a double-edged merc. I sign on for one kingdom, join their enemies armies, and cause dissent among their ranks.
Mephestiaor: And the original lords pay me well.
Trench: Ah.. That does make sense... Why is she here? I mean, has she told you anything? She's lived many years... It makes no sense that she would decide to end up here.
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
Mephestiaor: She did mention one time a while ago that she would probably need my services more often... She said she had grown fond of a Lord - Whom I can only guess is yourself, sir - and would not like to see him fall.
[ You whisper "" to Abaddon. ]
[ Abaddon whispers, "<>" to you. ]
Trench: How long ago was this?
Mephestiaor: About a month ago, sir.
[ You whisper "" to Abaddon. ]
Trench: Hm, so she doesn't seem to have been watching too terribly long... Did she state just how deep her interests are?
[#] An ingenious shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Abaddon whispers, "<>" to you. ]
[#] Owen Gwynedd has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Abaddon. ]
[#] Alykia has left the Dark Realm.
[ Abaddon whispers, "<> (I've been there OOCly, mind you. Went to check the place out.)" to you. ]
Mephestiaor: No sir, she just said that she had been investigating an interesting conflect between this Kingdom and that of Lerdia and had begun to research their respective rulers... She referred to your kingom as 'an old interest'.
[#] Carrera Viper has left the Dark Realm.
[ Abaddon whispers, "(Gotta restart Furc, hold up a sec.)" to you. ]
[#] A tiring shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
[ Abaddon whispers, "Abaddon returns.()" to you. ]
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench nods slightly, "An old interest... Hm. She's known me from before... She is quite an appealing lass. It's amazing what she's done... But, that aside... Has she been in active society for long?"
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Mephestiaor: Depends on what you mean by that, sir.
[ You whisper "" to Abaddon. ]
Trench: No one I know, none of my spies, no one seems to have ever heard of her. Why?
[#] Elghinyrr Suru has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Abaddon whispers, "<>" to you. ]
Mephestiaor: The last time she toppled a kingdom, sir, she did it from behind the curtain, using myself and other spys that she referrs to as 'brain-tapped'.
[ You whisper "" to Abaddon. ]
Mephestiaor: Apparantly she did not like the Queen.
Trench: Who was that?
[ Abaddon whispers, "<>" to you. ]
Mephestiaor: A minor lord whos name I forgot a long time ago, I do know - however - that he had a Mercenary Guild under his thumb, one I used to belong to, give me a trip to it and I can get you your name.
Trench shakes his head a bit, "I don't know why, but I love being around her... It's strange.."
[ You whisper "" to Abaddon. ]
[ Ellia A're whispers, "*Ellia laughs lightly in your ear* Trench... Abaddon is running around, perhaps he is looking for you... I think you should let Set get rid of him..." to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
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Mephestiaor nods "Most people do. My best guess is it has something to do with her race."
Mephestiaor: If I weren't impotent she might have the same effect on me.
Trench: Truly? I know she is demoness... But, to me, demon is such a general term. Do you know anything beyond that?
[ Ellia A're whispers, "Too many facts don't add up, I know.." to you. ]
[ Abaddon whispers, "<>" to you. ]
Mephestiaor: I have an entire file on her, sir.
Mephestiaor: I have files on all of my contacts.
Mephestiaor: Its not very large, thats the problem.
[ Abaddon whispers, "(Properly manipulate it, rather. Controlling chaos is a nono. :P)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Abaddon. ]
Trench: Hmm... So, you say she has such an effect on all typical mortals, is that it? I see...
[ Abaddon whispers, "<>" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Abaddon. ]
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
Mephestiaor: Ellia A're, of the Angel Hunter A'res, the Demon Clan A're of whom the Females rule. Six past husbands, all dead, Father unknown, Mother unknown, Age unknown... most of it is unknown. I do know that for some time she was a dancer, and my theory is that she picked up something that - when mixed with her feline pheromones, makes most people relax around her - Immortal and Mortal alike.
Mephestiaor: [Note: pronounced Ah rey]
[ Abaddon whispers, ">" to you. ]
Trench: Hrm... I don't much care for being typical... A race that females rule over, eh? Heh, she found the wrong kingdom to come to, if she expects such...
[ You whisper "" to Abaddon. ]
Mephestiaor: I don't think that is her plan, Sir.
Mephestiaor: This is all information I have gathered and put into my own terms, I don't know how much of it is accurate
Trench: What do you suspect her plan to be?
Mephestiaor: Shes a woman, sir. An odd woman.
Trench: I have certainly noticed her to be most unique...
Mephestiaor: I have no damn clue, but I know that she doesn't want to rule over you.
Trench: Alright, I should probably return to her...
Mephestiaor: She made that much clear when I asked her.
(You see Ellia A're.)
> Amused golden eyes watch all around her without moving. Silver furr decorates her body, setting off the much brighter sheen of hair that drapes about her upper torso, which is covered in a purple chest wrap, conforming to her femme form, and stopping halfway down her torso. From there, her silver furr continues in a sleek film untill it tucks safely into a hip wrap, the skirt hanging down to her knees with slits up the sides to give powerful legs maneuverability. [Weapon: Staff. ask for description]
Mephestiaor nods and once more slaps a fist to his chest, moving out.
Trench: Teleport, library!
[#] An ingenious shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Liliasha has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Mephestiaor has left the Dark Realm.
[#] An ingenious shift is felt within the Realm.
Ellia A're smiles at Trench "Looking for me..?"
Trench smirks a bit, "Indeed... How well you know me, already."
Ellia A're laughs lightly "I know you well, huh..? No, I don't know you well enough yet..."
Trench shakes his head a bit, "No... Not really. Not yet... But, it seems you are headstrong to learn."
Ellia A're smiles as she looks through a book she had grabbed earlier "Headstrong, me..? No, I will learn all you want me to learn and probably more, but slowly... I like being here, its exciting..."
Trench chuckles, "We do seem to have a bit of excitement..." His head tilts a bit, his gaze keeping upon you, "You tend to keep your distance from me. Why is that?"
[#] An ingenious shift is felt within the Realm.
(You see Trench.)
> Royal blue hair drapes over his shoulders, cascading down his back. Dark cold eyes look past his elderly, yet sharp and dark face. Coal leather armor encases his body up to his neck, down his arms to his wrists. Odd black metal bracers cover his lower arms and fingerless gloves cover his paws. A dark blade peeks out from under his black cloak-like jacket and three black spheres orbit ominously around his form.
Ravina: Sorry, I was looking for Raven.
Trench smirks as he nods graciously towards Ravina, "I'll tell him, if I see him."
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Ellia A're: my internet just reset o.o
Ellia A're: []
Trench: (Oh, nice. What do you have?)
Ellia A're smiles "I try to stay close to you all the time, Trench. If your talking about the meeting, I like to stay in the background and try to pick up information that normally would be missed face to face..."
Ellia A're: [Its not the internet, its my comp]
Ellia A're: [It blips once every month]
Trench shakes his head, smirking a bit, "I refer to your current position..."
Ellia A're smiles "It would be hard to concentrate on my book sitting next to you..."
Trench nods slightly, leaning forward, "And why would you be so interested in concentrating on your book?"
Ellia A're smiles "Because, you may think it strange, but I like romance novels and thats what this is, Trench..."
Trench stands up from the pedistal, "Indeed? Well, if you'd like, I can leave you to read..."
Ellia A're: No, trench, its allright
Ellia A're: talking to you while i'm reading I can handle, but sittingn ext to you and talking while reading would complicate things
Ellia A're: [sitting*]
Trench smirks slightly as he returns to seating, "Hm, indeed... Tell me, what are your plans for this Realm?"
Ellia A're flips a page "To keep you from losing it, and keep you from losing yourself at the same time"
Trench nods slightly, "So your interest is purely in assuring I remain safe?"
[#] Anorra has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Anorra has left the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're sighs and closes her book "Over five hundred years ago my daughter died, Trench - the last of my clan next to me. Emptiness is everything its cracked up to be and more. There is nothing left for me to do as an A're, and I need a purpose to survive. You are my new purpose, one that I am growing to quite enjoy, to be honest." She moves over and sits next to him, resting a hand on his arm "You cannot know what it is like to not have a purpose, but trust me - this is better for both of us than my not being here would be."
Trench sighs briefly. But nods a bit, before his paw reaches up, touching your own, "It's just kind of frightening for me... I mean, it's one thing for it to have been so long since I've really been with a lass. I mean, outside of side flings and slaves and what not... But, the fact that things move so quickly... I, in no way, am upset by it. And I suppose that's the scary part. I'm eager. I think about things between us... Perhaps too often..."
Trench: (I must afk a moment...)
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Ellia A're: [ok]
Ellia A're giggles softly "I must apologise for that little bit. Its something all females of my clan have. We mate for life, and we mate very passionately. We emit a soothing aura most of the time, which would explain why your so eager, however when we are upset the aura changes from peaceful and soothing to wild and uncontrollable, sort of like a pissed mist, if you will."
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
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Trench shakes his head a bit, "I'm used to dealing with tempting females... Succubus and such. I don't know... Mate for life? So, what happens when you mate with a being that is eternal?"
[#] Abaddon has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're: We are immortal as well, Trench.
[#] Today is Jahana's birthday.
[#] Abaddon has left the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're: Unfortunately most of them die off.
Trench: I know. That's my point... What happens when you don't die... And neither does your partner?
Ellia A're: Great sex for thousands of years
Trench laughs out at the unexpected response. His laughter soon lessens and his body turns to you. He gives a sly look before asking, "And what happens when some other lass seeks your position?"
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Ellia A're laughs even louder than he does "Oh, Trench, do you really think that any woman could match up to me..? Even if there was, we would probably end up fighting and whichever doesn't die would stay, obviously"
Trench nods slightly, "And I've seen you fight... I can't think of any lass that has sought me out that would beat you..."
Ellia A're smiles "I'll take that as a compliment." Ellia giggles and leans against Trench's shoulder "You know, up close you smell nice..."
Trench places his paws around you, holding you close to him, rubbing his paws through your hair, "From afar, you smell nice... So, what happens, not to say it would, but... If your partner ended up seeking departure from you? Thousands of years is a long time..."
Ellia A're yawns a bit "Then he will have his balls ripped off and fed to a random animal that is most likely going to be feline... like I said, attatchment is taken to with allot of energy."
Ellia A're: By the by... whats with the orbs floating around your head..?
Ellia A're: I can't figure that out..
[#] Sophia the Wanderer has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Micheru has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench ahs, "Indeed..." He looks about, a slight smirk at the orbs, "They're around so often, now, I almost forget about them..." He raises a paw, one of the orbs flying out, smashing the nearby planter, before returning. His paw moves in direction, a second orb flattening out, as if a round disk, moving to slice at one of the candles. A third one moves towards him, absorbing into his form. "They have quite a few uses, actually..."
[#] Ecurb has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're: yet another amazing power of the shadowlyng.. right..?
[#] Ecurb has left the Dark Realm.
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] A purifying shift is felt within the Realm.
Trench nods slightly, "We like to keep our powers intact."
[ You whisper "" to Micheru. ]
[#] An ingenious shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Micheru whispers, "" to you. ]
Ellia A're: Hmm..
Ellia A're: I have a question..
Trench: Aye?
[ You whisper "" to Micheru. ]
Micheru enters, moving quietly.. awaiting his turn to speak.
[ You whisper "" to Micheru. ]
Ellia A're looks at Micheru as he comes up "Let it wait, your nephew wants to talk"
Trench nods slightly as he turns towards Micheru, "Is everything alright?"
Micheru nods.. "Please forgive me for embarassing myself, Trench."
[ Ellia A're whispers, "*murmers in your ear* He didn't know he and Aly were related, did he..?" to you. ]
Trench shakes his head, "I understand what happened... Don't worry, lad... In time, you will ask again. When the time is better, and she will accept."
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
Micheru nods, "And, you have my blessings, as always, in this most recent endeavour.
[ Micheru whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench chuckles, "You really should get to know her, first..."
[ You whisper "" to Micheru. ]
[ You whisper "" to Micheru. ]
Micheru nods, "Anyhow, I am investigating Landers' estate, apparently they're raising an army against us. I approached them head on with questions, but their minister of warfare has been out."
Trench: Indeed... And their head leaders?
Ellia A're smiles, refraining from asking her question...
Trench looks to Ellia, "Would you give him the list of names Set gave us?"
Micheru: I'm not aware..
Micheru's ear perks curiously.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Ellia A're rattles off the names "Maximilian Augustus, Abaddon, the shadow moon empire, Lerdia, Elvenwater, Havicon, Silver Dragoons, and some unknown wolf pack are with whatshisface... Rhuddlan."
[#] Sophia the Wanderer has left the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're: Who claims that the war he started is over
Ellia A're: and who sent a lord from his own court here, probably to spy on us.
Trench: Abaddon, of course, denies any knowledge of any of this...
Ellia A're: I think Rhuddlan was lying about his accomplises, though. Set could only verify that Max and Abaddon were on his side.
Trench: Problem is, Set could be... Well, setting us up, as well. So I'm uncertain who to trust, as this moment.
Micheru: Hrmm..
Ellia A're: I doubt Lerdia is in the war though, Trench. My spy says that Vlok refuses any help whatsoever with his problems, and I doubt he would help someone who isen't an offical ally.
Ellia A're: and I have Lerdia's offical ally listing
Trench: Yes. So, if Lerdia is clear, Rhuddlan is okay, now and Abaddon has quite clearly stated what side he's on... If all three of those are telling true, and our spies state that at least two are... What's Set's game?
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
Ellia A're: Perhaps its a double bluff, Trench...
Micheru: [I don't recognize Abaddon's existance as valid.. but he's been snuggling up to Jahana lately.]
Ellia A're: Perhaps Rhuddlan does not intend to wage war, but wishes Set to believe he will, thereby causing us to mistrust Set.
[ Katmandu whispers, "Katmandu calls out, "Where are you Master?"" to you. ]
Ellia A're: [I noticed that]
Ellia A're: [Cept he doesn't do it when I'm in the room]
[ You whisper "" to Katmandu. ]
Ellia A're: [And he also tried to get Aly alone after Trench went to his peace conference with Rhuddlan]
[ Katmandu whispers, " ~Busy as usual?~" to you. ]
Trench: Or, perhaps Set is trying to get us to start war with these kingdoms without asking questions because he wants them removed...
[ You whisper "" to Katmandu. ]
Ellia A're: If what he says is true, he could remove them himself..
[ Katmandu whispers, "~I will be right there. Ah, and " to you. ]
Trench: If he's bluffed us on them attacking, why wouldn't he about his strength?
Ellia A're: [And there is my alarm, saying that if I want to get three hours of sleep in before nightshift, I gotta go now]
[ Katmandu whispers, "~And Vision visited, something about a wager.~" to you. ]
Trench: (Oh, wow. You should sleep during the day when you get home from work. =P)
Micheru: [Goodnight.]
Ellia A're: [I do]
Trench: (Oh.)
Ellia A're: [And then I study]
Ellia A're: [and then I get on after I take my third nap after lunch]
Katmandu joins the others.
[ You whisper "" to Katmandu. ]
Ellia A're: [cya]
[ Katmandu whispers, "~She said it wouldn't take much time at all.~" to you. ]
Trench: (later.)
Ellia A're: [Trench, I'm sending the info to you so you can have it]
[#] Ellia A're has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Katmandu. ]
Micheru: [Do you trust her?]
[ Katmandu whispers, "~She seems to have every right be considering the current company you keep.~" to you. ]
[ Katmandu whispers, "[geez she was begging for a dragon and roses in her previous desc. Something I consider distasteful.]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(That's why we had her fix it real quick.)" to Katmandu. ]
[ Katmandu whispers, "[Not quick enough for my beady little eyes.]" to you. ]
Trench: (I'm not sure, yet.)
Trench: (I'll find out soon enough, though.)
[ You whisper "" to Katmandu. ]
Micheru: [Hmm..]
Micheru: [From what I heard, it sounds like Set is playing us.]
[#] Alykia has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Katmandu whispers, " Kat smiles, ~I have no right to an opinion, truly and Vision has not met this one so I suppose my words were mispoken. I always go with the poison I know rather that a new batch, but that" to you. ]
Trench: (What've you heard?)
[ Katmandu whispers, "~.... but that's just me.~" to you. ]
Micheru: [What she just said.]
[ You whisper "" to Katmandu. ]
Katmandu clears her throat "A big green friendly dragon came by with some information to see you. I promised I would pass along the message."
Trench quirks a brow as he looks to Kat, "Oh?"
Katmandu nodnods.
[ You whisper "(It's amazing how many females come out of the woodwork when one threatens to mate with you...)" to Micheru. ]
Trench: What was the message?
[ Micheru whispers, "Truly?" to you. ]
Alykia: [did everyone already talk about rubben?]
Alykia: [about owen that is]
Trench: (No..)
[ Katmandu whispers, "~Vision made no mention of anything that would make believe she had you in mind for a servant. I hope that is not what this other intends.~" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(You have no idea...)" to Micheru. ]
[ You whisper "" to Katmandu. ]
Katmandu sighs, "That he had information. He would not give it to me for free."
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[ Katmandu whispers, "~Have you spoken since then?~" to you. ]
Trench: Oh...
[ You whisper "" to Katmandu. ]
Micheru: So we torture him.
Trench: I need to get something solid, first. Someone is lying... When I find out who, they will die.
Alykia's head shakes as she frowns to micheru. "If you kill someone with information, you kill the information too.
Micheru: I said torture, not kill.
Micheru leans over to give aly a big squeeze, "My treant!"
Alykia ahs and nods, feeling really silly now.
Trench said kill...
Alykia dosnt know whats going on. stays shut up. o.o
Katmandu watches as Alykia arrives and takes a seat. Her contribution about the green dragon delivered, she has little to say but stays to listen.
Trench: Alright, Mich... You know what needs to be done, right?
Alykia offers Katmandu a smile in greating.
Micheru: I go sex up the enemy leaders?
Katmandu continues to smile and nods at Alykia.
Trench: Aye. And get what information you can. I need to know who's plotting.
Micheru: By sex up, I mean walk in with a legion of armed soldiers, and demanding information.
Trench: I wager they won't respond too well... Let's try to go a more subtle route?
Micheru: I'm not single, I can't yiff them.
Trench: I figured you were being sarcastic.
Micheru: Okay.
Trench looks to Aly, "We need spies placed in these places."
Alykia's tail flicks as she muses and nods across to Trench. "A bit of a late enterant.. what place are we speaking of exactly?"
Trench looks to Micheru, "Did you catch the names?"
Micheru: A few of them.
Micheru: Could you write them on the council list so I can remember?
Trench: Ugh. I'll see what I can do, then.
Trench: Alright, so we're clear, then?
Alykia muses. "This fellow.. by the name of Owen, came in. Micheru spoke for him for a time and knows more, but Ellia and I did as well. He seems decent enough and came pacivly. We talked and the suggestion was raised of trade."
Trench: Ah, yes... The trade issue. A good thing. We'll do well to open trade amoung the kingdoms.
Micheru: I'm going to Rhuddlan.
Micheru sweeps out of the room.
Trench: Be civil.
Alykia nods. "It is actualy Rhuddlan I speak of. The fellow was from there."
Trench: Aly, would you keep an eye on him? He can be hot tempered and I don't want things ruined...
[#] Micheru has left the Dark Realm.
Alykia's brow furrows as she nods. "Aye father." Drawing to a stand, she nods across to Kat and steps from the room so as to follow.
Trench takes a final sigh of relief as the day begins to wind down.
[ Micheru whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Alykia has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Micheru. ]
Katmandu sighs too, her companion has slipped from her shoulder during the conversation and rests on the cold stone behind her. "You look like you could do with some recreation. Perhaps a bath or grooming."
Trench chuckles, but shakes his head, "I thank you, my pet... You've always been there for me. But, no... Truth be told, when you reform your body everyday, you don't tend to have much need for bathing... It sounds rough, but..."
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[ You whisper "." to Visi. ]
Katmandu smirks, "If I recall, my Master is a creature of pleasure as well as on of shadow. They do not exclude each other, or am I wrong in that?"
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Katmandu: -on*
Trench smirks as he offers a slight wink, "I could think of things far more pleasurable than a bathe..." He sighs a bit, "And there is nothing more that I would rather do than to take up a bit of rest with you... But, I fear my eve is about at the end."
Katmandu feels her new friend nudging her back as if to get her attention. She turns slightly to make certain all is well before giving her full attention to your words, "Very well. I imagine I should leave you be then." She rises, turns and retireves her pet, bending gracefully before she smiles to you and heads down the stairs.
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Trench: Hey, Kat...
Trench smirks as his form begins to fade, "We'll play sometime soon, alright?"
[#] Ryukishi has entered the Dark Realm.
Katmandu turns at the first step, raising her chin slightly. A mild blush crosses her cheeks, "I hope I have not forgotten how to, Master. It's been some time."
[#] Perdurabo has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench quirks his brow, seeming almost offended by the statement, though humorously so, "Yeah... I know... Don't worry, I will make it up to you. I know I say that, but... I will."
[#] Perdurabo has left the Dark Realm.
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[ Ryukishi whispers, "<>" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Ryukishi. ]
Katmandu raises a brow, afraid to say anything further for now. "If I may be dismissed now, I should probably practice alone or something, so it's not a shock to my body." Her voice is a teasing one too. She bounces from step to step at the top, the long tail of her companion tries to keep a counterbalance.
Trench nods, his own self being dismissed as his form completely fades to the shadows.
Katmandu trots down the stairs



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[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
Trench: Teleport, tavern!
[#] A drunken shift is felt within the Realm.
Trench: Teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
Trench: Teleport, arena!
[#] A violent shift is felt within the Realm.
Trench: Teleport, bathes!
Trench: Teleport, bathe!
[#] A purifying shift is felt within the Realm.
Trench: Teleport, bathe!
[#] A purifying shift is felt within the Realm.
Trench walks from the bathes, stopping as he notices the lass, "Oh, there you are. I knew someone else had to be around, somewhere... How have you been?"
(You see Tiye.)
> Murderess; melilot blossoms intertwined into a garland set about her finely combed hair, forehead barely fringed with bangs. Adorned with a lapis lazuli necklace sports the amulet of Set, amongst his symbol upon her elaborate rings. Her violet gown contained a brooch at each shoulder, with a length of the fabric streaming down behind her right shoulder. Braided papyrus sandals against her feet held gems of immaculate size.
Tiye literally jumped as she heard the sound of Trenches voice and spun around quickly. Her eyes fixated upon him and in a very stern voice she stated. "We need to talk my lord."
Trench quirks a brow, but nods slightly, "Would you prefer somewhere other than the hallway?"
Tiye: (*Trench's. Blagh.)
Tiye would nod, though the waterfalls prevented others from hearing, she had much to say and the halls would not be very appropriate. "Yes. I would."
Trench nods as he walks into the falls, "Follow me."
Trench moves to sit upon the black rug, looking curiously to you, "What's on your mind?"
Tiye waded into the water, reluctant at first as she was not very keen on getting her dress wet, but still she followed. Upon seating herself she would lift her chin up slightly. "Rhuddlan Castle."
Trench nods, now understanding the purpose of the topic, "Aye, what of them?"
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Tiye folded her arms across her chest, remaining solemn. "I followed a young boy away from here yesterday. He went to the castle. But I, not knowing that we were at war with the establishment awaited audience with the lord. Upon such, I deliberately attempted to kill three armed men...." She shifted her eyes away,, as she did not want to tell him of the outcome. "..And when I was recieved, I stumbled upon a very odd situation. Spies from this place in theirs, and spies from Rhuddlan here."
Trench narrows his eyes a bit, obviously concerned, "When, last night, was this?"
Tiye nodded. "Oh yes, but instead of being slaughtered on the spot, I was given hospitality. Which made me question, as the lord of Rhuddlan Castle has no wish to be at war with you. Why?"
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[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench leans back upon the rugs, "I'm not certain when you went there. But the time is relevant, as I had visited them, myself. At some point through the night, I not only brought peace between our kingdoms, but trade and an alliance. They don't want to be at war with me because they know that we would crush them. I don't wish to be at war with them because I have several other things to tend to, and being at peace with them is far more beneficial than being at war."
Tiye lowered her head severely upon hearing of his words, a bright blush forming to her cheeks. "Forgive me then, it seems I..I was mistaken." Now she was speechless at to what to say, keeping her head lowered so that the back of her neck would be revealed, a sign not only but of loyalty, but there offering of her head had he wish to slice it. Her arms had uncrossed by then, fingers pushing aside her hair.
Trench smirks as his paw reaches under your chin, lifting your eyes to look into his own, "Don't worry about it, lass... Hopefully, you met with him before I did, and attacking three of his men on your own maybe gave him the extra scare I needed to assure peace." His paw lowers from you face as he continues, "And even if not, I highly doubt you did so much harm that things can not be repaired. Trust me, there are those in this Realm that act far more harshly than you. Your intentions were good, and no permanent damage was done."
[#] Joey black wings has entered the Dark Realm.
Tiye allowed her chin to be lifted, she stared at him intently, but at the mention of the attack she had attempted a smirk was brought forth. "At the time I had no idea they were his men. That was just for sport. Lord Rhuddlan gratefully accepted my apology and did agree that they were only asses." An amused grin took to her tiers as she straightened her form. "My intentions were probably not as graceful as yours. But I do thank you, for giving them peace."
Trench tilts his head to the side, curiously, "You have ties, there?"
[#] Joey black wings has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Crystal Johnstone has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Crystal Johnstone has left the Dark Realm.
Tiye shook her head. "Oh no, my lord. I simply mean I had to wait a long time, and I was bored...so I tried to kill hired mercenaries and a soldier." Color filled her cheeks again as she lowered her eyes, trying her hardest not to laugh. "I-I believe they did not find me attractive enough to fall for the trap." She blinked and looked up, remembering something else. "Your man...Den Fa...we had a long conversation days ago. He said I no longer had a future because I did not give him respect."
Trench rolls his eyes, "Don't worry... Den Fa's all talk, at times. Especially in when it comes to the residents. If he gives you trouble, just assure he knows you're under my protection..." He smirks, "And, I'm skeptical... Who wouldn't think you to be attractive enough for anything? Perhaps t'was the opposite... They felt you too attractive to defeat."
Tiye placed her hands on her hips gingerly and arched a brow. "Well, the floating bed sheet had better leave me be from now on. He kidnapped me from the bar and took me outside by the falls. And then he demanded I show him respect as if he were some God. Legendary. Ha." She smiled though, as he reassured her. "It is an honour to be under your protection, though I am a grown woman and carry a lot more than three daggers." She chuckled darkly. "Perhaps, or it was the Ambassador who came running in and went crazy when the men (>>
Tiye: (>> tried to take me prisoner and accused me of being an assassin. I am much better than some assassin.."
[#] Samme has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Samme whispers, "[How goes?]" to you. ]
Trench chuckles, nodding a bit, "I'm certain you can indeed handle your own on several situations... Still, so, everything is alright, then?"
[ You whisper "(It's been an active few days... How about yourself? Doin' alright?)" to Samme. ]
[ Samme whispers, "[Going pretty good, a little bored, really.]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(This is the slow time of day...)" to Samme. ]
Tiye would nod promptly. "But of course. And you are such a great leader. Listening to a silly woman's complaints." She shifted her eyes again. "I am sure you have more important things to do. Thank you for granting me audience my lord."
[ Samme whispers, "[Yeah, I know. Up for some roleplay?]" to you. ]
Trench shakes his head a bit, "Samme probably is looking for a bit of entertainment, but beyond that... There is nothing more important to me than hearing the fears and concerns of my residents. And, especially when dealing with allies or enemies, there is no silly complaint from anyone here."
[ You whisper "(Yeah, I should move to a more public place...)" to Samme. ]
[ Samme whispers, "[I'm in the throne room, I think it is.]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(I'm thinking of the tavern.. It's more sociable.)" to Samme. ]
[ Samme whispers, "I'll have to find it.[]" to you. ]
Tiye smirked. "I would be likely to disagree with you, for it is not exactly the woman's place to know about wars and such. Except perhaps when she travels into unknown lands. But then that is my burden. There is so much of the world my eyes have not seen and so many ideas I have on wanting those lands..." She trailed off, folding her paws in her lap. "Den Fa also said he would be telling you that my eyes only seek power. But that is not entirely true."
Trench quirks a brow, obviously skeptical of Den's words, "Not entirely true? I've not seen it to be true at all. You've stayed here, remained loyal to the Realm... But you've made no move for power..."
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[ Samme whispers, "[You're talking about the bar room, right?]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Aye, working my way there...)" to Samme. ]
Tiye grinned at him broadly. "The last thing on my mind would be to even try to interfere with your power. I stay here, because I admire you so, you are everything a lord should be, and even more as a man." She had no trouble expressing such to him, she was far too bold already.
[ Samme whispers, "[Hehe, okay.]" to you. ]
Trench quirks a brow, the smirk across his lips showing his approval, "And you are, indeed, an impressive lass... Don't worry, there's nothing any can do that will really interfere with my power... Not unless they were intentionally seeking the harm it..." He looks about the area, nodding a bit to himself, "Well, Samme is awaiting company in the tavern. Care on tending to her with me?"
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Tiye raised herself from the seat and nodded, her paws started picking at the wet hem of her gown wish a sigh. "My lord, the next time we speak would you mind not going through the water? Silk and water do not mix very well." She wrinkled her nose, trying to air out the fabric a little more before she had to go wading through the waterfall once more.
Trench chuckles, offering a bit of a nod, "I don't know, though... You're rather cute when wet." With that, he teleports from the area, moving through the shadows, to the tavern.
Trench: Teleport, tavern!
[#] A drunken shift is felt within the Realm.
Samme sat quietly in an unobtrusive corner, but was far from unobtrusive herself. Tiye had apparently worked miracles on the girl. Her hair was bound back with soft ringlets cascading over her shoulders- one of which was bare in the new dress she wore. A circlet of some sort lay atop her hair, with a cute little gem dangling down over her forehead. She looked quite uncomfortable; it had been quite some time since she'd dressed the part of a girl at all, and she'd never dressed so alluringly. She could easily have been mistaken for another; even her scent was subtly different.
Trench quirks a brow as he looks towards Samme, curiously. "Urm... Greetings? May I be of aid to you?"
Tiye frowned as she entered, her skirt soaked through yet again. She was quite lucky the fabric was dark. Glancing at Samme she would smile. "Good day Samme." Sauntering over she inspected the girl's hair over, she wanted to see if the girl had been taking care of herself or not.
Trench narrows his eyes, looking more intently to the lass, "Samme? That's Samme? No..."
Samme blinked, then blushed and looked down. Dressed in the new dress with her hair done, she looked quite a bit different. "G'afternoon, Mi'lady," she replied softly, blushing harder at Trench's comment.
[#] Jahana has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Tiye threw a menacing look at Trench for a moment, but then began to beam as she saw that Samme was properly dressed. She decided against making the girl wear rouge, seeing as too much might overwhelm her. "Indeed. I told you I would fix her up, yes? Behold, a woman."
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Trench: I'm shocked... I was skeptical that it could be done... My, but she's turned lovely...
Samme glanced up at Trench in almost disbelief, and shook her head slowly. "Nae," she replied, then looked down at herself again. "It feels strange to be dressed as such.."
[ Jahana whispers, "" to you. ]
Tiye: My lord, let me assure you now that I should never be doubted. When there is a will, there is most certainly a way.
[ You whisper "" to Jahana. ]
Trench chuckles, nodding a bit, "So I see... You enver cease to amaze, Tiye."
[ Jahana whispers, " [ You whisper "(Aw, I wish her luck, then!)" to Jahana. ]
[ Jahana whispers, "(Thank you so much. :-))" to you. ]
Trench: (Alright, I must leave for a bit... Lunch is over! See ya both at a later time?)
Samme shifted uncomfortably in the dress, and tugged at the shoulder, securing it once again in its rightful place. She felt like she was a child again, playing dress-up in her mother's closets, and the memory made her smile to herself. "I'm nae even sure of where my other clothes are," she commented- her satchel was in the room she'd been transformed in.
Tiye: (Uh...yes? I think? If not today, tomorrow evening.)
Samme: [Sounds like a plan to me ^.^]
Trench: (Later, then.)

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[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
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[#] Carrera Viper has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Velvet Blood has entered the Dark Realm.
[*] Your request has been sent to Ellia A're.
[*] Ellia A're has accepted your request.
[*] Ellia A're joins you.
Ellia A're takes a seat next to Trench and nods to him, resting her staff on her shoulder "How have things been, Trench...? Any conclusion as to weather or not Set is intentionally setting us up...?"
Trench shakes his head a bit, looking towards Carrera, "No, but maybe there are some in the Realm that can get such information..."
Carrera Viper enters the tavern space. Carrera sees Trench's look, then listening to what he said. Carrera would stand quietly next to the table.
Liliasha walked past trench and others slowly, as if trying to sneak. She was sent to the kitchen but, was clearly lost. and so the was now the "kitchen" for her.
Ellia A're purrs softly and decides to change the topic "Micheru was investigating Landers, right..? Did he find anything useful..?"
Trench quirks a brow, offering a slight smirk, "This is why I keep you at my side... I've no idea. I had forgotten he was even exploring the Realm."
Carrera Viper: set Caliban?
Trench: Aye.
Trench: You know anything of him?
Ellia A're: Well, your nephew seemed to have the odd idea that I was sent here by them... I hope he found himself incorrect. *She looks over at Carrera and waits for her answer to Trench's question*
Carrera Viper: I do. His organazation is the reason why I had been gone so long.
Trench: Oh? Explain?
[#] Velvet Blood has left the Dark Realm.
Carrera Viper thinks back to what happened. "I was trying to get them to join with us. Well they didn't seem to like what was said, so they attacked and killed me. One revived me in a new body saying my skills were to good to waste. I eventualy became distant to them and began to figure out away to get my old body back. As you can see I was successful in that respect."
Trench: So I do see... That is good. But, doesn't answer if they're plotting against me, or truly with me...
Carrera Viper: From what I gather he isn't to keen on outside control.
Liliasha's ears give a small flicker as she listens to the conversation at hand
[#] Jinn has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench takes in a deep breath, "I'm not too worried about it, currently... Things'll work out, alright. Heh, they always do. Eventually, someone will make an attack. And when they do, we have our enemy."
Carrera Viper nods. "Thats a nice way to think of it, but he does have good fighters at his disposal."
Trench: Aye, but defeatable... Always...
Carrera Viper: Yes, since three had a difficult time with me.
Ellia A're smiles "Ah, but what if they are not our actual enemy, Trench..? You should think of what I said earlier - we could always be double played, while fighting one enemy that was set upon us by our true foe, we could be outnumbered and caught off guard."
[#] Malefactor has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench chuckles, shaking his head as he looks to Ellia, "I'm never outnumbered..."
[#] Malefactor has left the Dark Realm.
Liliasha's head lowered and ears drooped as form leaned back some, if there were a fight of sorts or even a war, no doubt she'd be sent away..
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[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Carrera Viper: If he is the enemy, i wouldn't have a problem fighting.
[#] Jinn has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Onen Klaas has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: We have enemies... This is certain... I'm just not certain who, just yet.
Ellia A're: Perhaps, Trench, but being caught off guard - even for one such as yourself - is possible, and fatal. I used the very same tactic several times before against very powerful enemies.
Ellia A're: Plant false information in one of my enemy's allies, have them fighting each other, and then silently swoop down and destroy both at the same time.
Trench: Aye... But even when I was wet behind the ears, I did not fail... Being as experienced as I am, now... There is no defeating me. Not from the outside of the Realm, anyway. And I have you furres to try and keep me safe from the inside.
Ellia A're laughs softly "So you trust me, huh..? Noone but you and your daughter seem to.."
Trench: Well, I suppose I'm still a little wary of you... You did come in with alot of information about me, without anyone knowing of you, asking for quite a bit...
Trench: It's not quite common practice.
Ellia A're: I only asked questions about you, Trench, which is how I learned so much about you.
Ellia A're: If you remember the content of my questions, they were all focused on you, and your decisions.
Trench: You knew of me even before then... You were subtle about it, but I caught certain things.
Ellia A're: I believe there was a paper published on you.. it read something like 'Dark, Deadly, Beautiful bachelor, Lord of the Dark Realms, enjoys steak, beautiful women, toying with people..."
Ellia A're gives a teasing half-smile at him and cocks an eyebrow
Trench smirks, "I doubt it. Trust me, I keep an eye out for any-- Oh, wait... That want ad I put out... Nevermind."
Ellia A're laughs, attempting to keep from doing so. Ellia's hair had fallen about her face and her shoulders shake with mirth "How could you forget such a thing, Trench...? The details you put in there were quite explicit, remember...?" She quite enjoyed teasing him...
Trench nods slightly, placing a paw embarressingly to his face, "Yes... Even my bedroom habits... It seemed like such a great idea at the time... I didn't realize they'd publish it all over the lands..."
Ellia A're: I think it was the 'tends to dance around in his boxers' that attracted me first..
Trench looks over to Carrera, suddenly remembering the business that was being tended to moments ago. He clears his throat and straightens up, "Aye, well... All that business aside, I'm not concerned about our threats. No one's attacked, yet..."
Ellia A're: I still wonder about the information that doesn't add up.. Set clearly stated Lerdia as one of Rhuddlan's allies... Rhuddlan had declared no war... Though I loved the 'If your a spy, please go away' sign he posted on his door.
Ellia A're: And I have proof that Lerdia wants nothing to do with the Realm.
Trench: Rhuddlan did declare a war... That's the thing... But, I made peace with them before it got too far.
Ellia A're: You misunderstand, Trench, I mean he had declared there is going to be no war.
Ellia A're: Who is playing Set...? Is he intentionally trying to confuse us, or has he been mis-informed...?
Trench: And Abaddon has just about convinced me that he doesn't want any trouble from around here...
[#] Carrera Viper has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Rurik has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: That's what I need to find out.
(You see Rurik.)
> A commoner, atleast in appearance, dressed with a simple flare; wearing a black coat that seems to be weighted down against its wearer rests open upon the broad shoulders of this feline; beneath which is worn a light black t-shirt which is tucked into leather pants. Nothing is far from ordinary, nothing that is but the boots - boots that look to be crafted from fine bits of metal - which clank depending on the surface. having an average, yet slightly attractive, face covered in creamy fur. Normal, really!
Ellia A're: There is far too much not known for my likeing...
Ellia A're: My spies have picked up nothing whatsoever.
Onen Klaas turns around and wanders over to that one table. He looks at the one in black and wonders. "What is this about Abaddon?"
Trench smirks, shaking his head, "But not mine... Don't worry, lass... That's the thing about being at the head of this kind of operation. Things always work out. I have good furres working for me. They won't fail me."
Ellia A're: You know, Lass gets annoying after a few thousand times, Trench.... Lovely, Beautiful, Georgous, those would work better...
Trench: Hrm. You're not the first to state that, either...
[#] Katmandu has entered the Dark Realm.
Onen Klaas waits for Trench to reply.
Ellia A're: I believe the male over there asked a question, Trench.
Trench shakes his head as he looks to Onen, "Don't worry about it... It's nothing concrete, either way."
Ravina: Kat, my I get a rum with a few drops of blood, please?
[ You whisper "" to Katmandu. ]
Katmandu rises from under the counter and glances around. She carries in her arms a few dusty bottles of wine and what looks to be a fine Cognac. She looks at Ravina and nods with a warm smile. "You betcha, mi'lady."
[#] Mykeal has left the Dark Realm.
Ravina nods to Kat but cackles to herself with a shake of her head.
Onen Klaas crosses his arms. "Abaddon asks odd requests about me. Last I saw him, he wanted me to make him a potion that zombifies a being permanently."
[ Katmandu whispers, " ~No, she has not. She did mention getting her own house in order if that means anything,~" to you. ]
Rurik strolled in with paws tucked into pockets whistleing, quite obnoxiously, dixie! 'Gee boi'howdeh, I teelz yoo,' he'd exclaim spinning after entering, nearly tripping over the stool infront of the piano! Catching himself, yet not before slamming his shoulder into the instrument, he'd laugh, 'Shwas, t'at do'n there?! Why I aughta`, I aughta`.. Oh..' Blinking, 'Your a gyromehghizzer..' Patting the piano he'd laugh, 'I weally shooed find meh glazzez- *hic!*
Katmandu turns and gets the rum and another small bottle with blood in it to shake int the poured rum that Ravina has requested. She brings it back to the counter and slides it over.
[#] Aryayne Cuthaine has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're raisese an eyebrow to the... drunk..? "Perhaps you should sit down, sir....?"
Ellia A're: [raises*]
Trench: (Okay I'm gonna afk a moment for some dinner. I'll be back in time.
Trench: )
Trench: (Nevermind. Eating at the compy.)
Ellia A're: [so am I... cheese pizza]
Katmandu looks to the other at the counter with questioning eyes and a smile, {ditto to that}
Rurik has to wash his dog, not a masturbation refrence. ()
Ravina: (*is eating steak and potatos! Wee)
Liliasha looks at 'Kat' a moment, a brow arching before she looked around, as if there were others to be looked at
[#] Aryayne Cuthaine has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: (Similar meal... Pot roast and potatoes.)
Katmandu: [mm, shrimp salad for me]
Ellia A're: [Mwahahah, I have the unhealthiest meal!]
Liliasha has a large candy cane O.o()
Rurik: (Poat roast and unions!)
Rurik: (Hahaha. e.e)
Onen Klaas: (2 Big Mike's Subs for me.)
Ravina: (*also has a small slab of baby-back ribs drenched in barbacue sauce. Nummy!)
Rurik: (Vomitory (Noun): An entrance to an amphitheater or stadium)
Katmandu notices the raised brow and wonders it Kaji is peaking from under her tresses again. She tilts forward and looks under the counter again. [omg, ribs mmmm]
Ravina: (Yeah I splurged tonight. Hehe )
Katmandu slaps Ravina with wrath born of envy. []
Ravina waits for her drink. Mind on a cnversation she had a few moments ago.
[#] Micheru has left the Dark Realm.
Liliasha hums, and lets gaze travel back to Kat "Am I not suppose to be in here?"
Onen Klaas looks at Trench. "So I was planning on speaking with you anyways, perhaps now is an alright time?"
Rurik proceads to have a wonderful conversation with the piano; telling it everything from his first kiss, to how he made his fortune in selling 'Golem sex toys' to lonely men in the waring feilds of battle! My, he has had quite a life that piano might exclaim- Or, would it be 'shut the fuck up, ya drunk, I'm just a piano!'
Katmandu turns and gets the rum and another small bottle with blood in it to shake int the poured rum that Ravina has requested. She brings it back to the counter and slides it over. [repost from earlier, rum was for Ravina]
[#] Micheru has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench nods a bit, standing from the table, "If you wish... Follow me."
Trench: The name of the game is soccer... One round. All you have to do is place the ball into the opposing goal.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Onen Klaas qwriked a brow then he realizes it then nods. "Alright."
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Trench: You may have first kick.
[*] Ellia A're joins you.
Trench: Alright, that was sad... But, it earned you the right to a meeting.
Onen Klaas smirked as the ball had flown by him. In all reality he never had much for athletics in running and kicking. He nods. "Sad indeed, testing your company before speaking to them." He'd sit, hovering within mid air. He looks at Trench. "I wanted to speak to you about the alliance you hold with the Shadow Assassins."
Trench: Aye, go on...
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Onen Klaas nods. "As your records have it, Exodus Maxell is in control of them. Well I have to say that from Exodus' death, he left everything to me. However, also since his death, I have rebuilt the old Halls of Shadows to make it my realm. I have been told now, that anyone resulting in such alliance has permission to enter my realm. I am irritated with unwanted guests harassing me within my own turf so I come to ask who are those that will be allowed to pass. Because those not mentioned, will not be allowed to find the gates."
Trench: I see...
Trench: Forgive me, but I'm not certain where you are going with this...
Ellia A're: Trench, I think he is upset that people he does not know are entering his realm, and wants a list.
Trench chuckles as he shakes his head, "Then I wish him luck in that. Even I don't have a list! Part of what makes this Realm so effective... No one furre knows who all is involved with it, not even me. Stops from unneccessary attacks."
Onen Klaas sighs. "So you are part of something you do not even know who follows? This is sad truly. That means anyone can simply waltz in and bluff they're way to important information and the like."
[#] The Spider has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Katmandu has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Rurik has left the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're sighs "Onen, that is why we do not share important information with those we do not trust completely..."
Trench smirks, "Anyone that I find important... I know... It also means that I treat new warriors and spies the same way... So, it's very difficult for someone to gain... Well, as she said..."
[#] The Spider has left the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're: Also, it makes it easy to relay falseified information.
Ellia A're: Chaos is the best defense.
Trench: Really, it's a genius move... But, difficult for most outside of my mind to understand.
Ellia A're: Trench, your ego is showing..
Trench shrugs, "Sometimes, the truth seems ego inflating." He offers a slight smirk.
Ellia A're: Or perhaps you just like to think that your a genius...
Ellia A're: Really, its a simple setup, its only hard to unravel
[#] Katmandu has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're: [*cricket*]
Trench: (I thought it was his post.)
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Ellia A're: [It is]
[#] Brow Black has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Brow Black has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Liliasha has left the Dark Realm.
Onen Klaas ponders upon this before eyeing Ellia. How did she know his name before he spoke of it? He looks back to Trench and nods. "Simple yet confusing. Now that I have pondered upon it, I have realized the genius behind it. You play puppet master and everyone is your pawn but only a selected few will help hold the strings."
Onen Klaas: [Pardon...trying to multitask here...:P]
[#] Candide has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're: [so are we]
Trench smirks, nodding a bit, "Something like that, aye... I just have too many things to do to worry about details. I merely set things in motion and tend to that which needs my attentions..." (I'm not...)
Ellia A're: [I thought you were eating..?]
Trench: (I don't eat that long. =P)
[ Katmandu whispers, "~Is it playtime yet, Master?~" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Katmandu. ]
[ Katmandu whispers, "~Yes, I love observing her.~" to you. ]
[ Katmandu whispers, "~She's so..... regal~" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Katmandu. ]
[ Katmandu whispers, "~That was your own terminology in describing her. I need to see it in practice to determine for myself.~" to you. ]
Ellia A're smiles "And he has help, he is not the only puppet master here, sir..." She grins as she knew he would be wondering about her knowing his name... research, she was good at it, and she knew quite allot about Trench and his allies....
[ You whisper "" to Katmandu. ]
[ Katmandu whispers, "~Where is the soccer field?~" to you. ]
[ You whisper " [ Katmandu whispers, "~Nope, should I have?~" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Katmandu. ]
[*] Your request has been sent to Katmandu.
[ Katmandu whispers, "~For such a long term resident there are probably many places I have not seen.~" to you. ]
[#] Master of Hell has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Master of Hell.)
> kill all,has many servers and kills anyone who Disobeys him. He cannnot be Defeated in any way. He is the Supreme Being,the most Powerful Demon around.Anyone who faces him death is sure,Has many servents curently lost one.His name was Graynite
Ellia A're: [Master of Hell...? Oh come on...]
[ Katmandu whispers, " [you must tell me how to get there the hard way sometime.]" to you. ]
[*] Katmandu has accepted your request.
[*] Katmandu joins you.
Trench: (Check out the desc?)
[ You whisper "(As soon as you leave it, you'll find out.)" to Katmandu. ]
Ellia A're: [whos desc..?]
Katmandu appears in front of Trench and moves slowly and gracefully to his side.
Trench: (Master guy...)
[#] Manical laughter can be heard through the passages of the Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Katmandu: [hmm, pretty hot stuff, huh?]
Trench: (Turns me on...)
Ellia A're: [makes me want to snap his neck and pull his insides out his ass...]
Katmandu: [looks like a joke to me...]
Ellia A're: [looks like an idiot to me.]
Katmandu pets Ellia to calm her down.[]
Ellia A're: [joke descs usually are pretty obvious, that just looks like... bleh]
Ellia A're: [*purrs* Meow...]
Katmandu: [to me, it's joke, I laughed]
Ellia A're: [He is probably picking a fight with someone right now
Ellia A're: ]
Trench returns IC.
Katmandu joins.
Ellia A're: ['s either yours or his post]
Trench: (I posted right before you. I'm thinking his.)
[#] Candide has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Kenshin Himura's Soul has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Kenshin Himura's Soul.)
> kenshins soul, he is pretty much empty
Katmandu feels the tiny sharp claws of Kaji on the back and her neck and shoulder, the tiny dragons seems to be purring lightly as he rubs his smooth scaled tummy against her thin pale fur. She stifles a giggle and listens to the words of the others.
Onen Klaas was not recorded as Trench's allie or enemy. He peered within Ellia's eyes and thus he smirked. "So, Madam Ellia...you are one of Trench's right hand?"
Trench smirks, remaining quiet on the question...
Katmandu reaches us with her paw to scritch behind the small creature's ears, trying to subdue it as her ears perk and she looks around at this place she has never been before. She almost wonders if she is still within the realm. She shifts a little to gain more comfort on the rounded rock, so many of them litter the field but she does look over at Ellia to hear her answer and then to Onen, wonder ing who his was.
Katmandu: us = up*
Ellia A're puzzles over the question for a moment and glances at Trench "I am... something like that. I have spies all over the nearby kingdoms and realms, gathering information which I then relay to Trench. I also keep him amused with a good dose of wit so he doesn't become as unemotional as either of our fathers...." she gives a half-smile to Trench before looking back to Onen. "Though would you like to know my offical position, ask Trench himself as it seems to change..."
Trench quirks a brow, looking to Ellia, "It changes?"
[#] Lari has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Lari.)
> 14 yrs of age long deep silver hair with small strands of higlights running through, crystal blue eyes. she's eger to fit in but has a hard time meeting people.
Ellia A're: Every second as far as I am concerned, Trench... *It would be obviouse to Kat that she was teasing, one femme to another, but Ellia often wonders if Trench catches on as much as he acts like he does...*
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Ellia A're: [*takes the E out of obvious with a sniper-rifle*]
Katmandu leans toward Trench, actually bumping into him as she shifts the dragon off her shoulders and into her lap. She is not aware of and obvious teasing and does not even seem to be listening to the conversation, so embarassed is she to have bumped her Master that way.
Onen Klaas tilted his head. "I can see no truth in it changing but I guess its your word over mine." His seated hovered position continues as he ponders the saying of his next question.
[ Geovania Necronomo whispers, "[Balthasar wanted me to tell you that, he can't rp his keyboard messed up on him.]" to you. ]
Trench shrugs, giving an amused glance to Kat, patting her knee a bit before returning his attention to Onen.
[ You whisper "(How long is he going to be out?)" to Geovania Necronomo. ]
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with balthasa! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[#] Runningwolf Himura has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're rolls her eyes and sighs, wrapping her arms silently around her staff, allowing her head to tilt downward so her silver locks shield her face from view, a smile playing across her lips as she does so, going quiet and now mearly listening...
Katmandu turns to Trench at the patting, Kaji leans forward and licks the male's paw before it leaves the knee of it's 'mistress'. Her blush remains, "I am sorry, Master. This new pet does distract me so."
Onen Klaas closes his eyes. "So Trench, I see the rein of Exo Maxell, Exodus' son is upon us."
[#] Ravina has left the Dark Realm.
[ Geovania Necronomo whispers, "[He said hopefully he'll be back tomorrow.]" to you. ]
[#] Ravina has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench shakes his head a bit to Kat before continuing with Onen, "Reign? I don't forsee it becoming an overly powerful event, but... I suppose it'll be a change."
[ You whisper "(Ah, that's good, then.)" to Geovania Necronomo. ]
[#] mal'ganis has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Geovania Necronomo whispers, "[Yeah he wanted me to do it, because the way he is getting his messanges...out..has problems so yeah. Well thats it.]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(I appreciate it.)" to Geovania Necronomo. ]
Onen Klaas nods. "From Exodus' story telling as well as Mephisto's plan. Mephisto plans on giving Exo what Exodus could not obtain."
[ Geovania Necronomo whispers, "[Yeah you and him better remember what I did for you..Lol. You're welcome]" to you. ]
[#] Runningwolf Himura has left the Dark Realm.
Trench chuckles, "When dealing with the Devil, don't always expect what he promises..."
[#] Runningwolf Himura has entered the Dark Realm.
Onen Klaas nods. "I know what you mean, but most of my sightings are never false. Twisted meanings sometimes yes, but never false."
[#] A violent shift is felt within the Realm.
Katmandu returns her attentions to the small being in her lap, if only it would stay put but it seems to become more lively as she chides it with a cross look and tsks. Placing a paw on it's back, she immobilizes it for now, it chrips quietly but in vain.
Trench: And what is it you forsee?
[#] mal'ganis has left the Dark Realm.
Onen Klaas goes quiet for a moment as he thoughts make images for all to see. Above them slightly, within the space between himself and Trench formed images flying by quickly. One was that of Exo with Mephisto, another was that of Exo seated within Exodus' throne, some scenes of horrible killings then lastly an image of Exo with a flag of the old Shadow Assassins torn within his grasp. "As you can plainly see, this is what has crossed my vision."
[#] Lari has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: So I see...
Katmandu glances up and gasps, quite impressed by the other's ability to fashion such realistic images before them. She wonders if these are real events and knows that some may fashion such images of future events. Her slender shoulders hunch slightly.
[#] Kenshin Himura's Soul has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: Hm, to be honest, I don't forsee it much effecting me... Though, I may be able to profit from it a bit...
[#] Master of Hell has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Ravina has left the Dark Realm.
Onen Klaas' eyes open, the image fading away. "I get images like these often, some warn me of things to come, others are messages from the other side." He chuckles, "Very few are of higher beings trying to contact me." He nods as his eyes close again, regathering his thoughts from his little show. "It may not profit you much, but seeing as Mephisto and yourself converse often...it may become a known threat, or as you say, a very good thing. See, these things never give me much information but I have to see the image as a whole to understand its meaning."
[#] Lance Burgingham has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: I can understand. I thank you for the heads up.
[#] Runningwolf Himura has left the Dark Realm.
Onen Klaas extends his legs, his feet placed softly on the ground as he stood there. "Unlike some of my allies, I am looked at as one of no threat. No one gives me my chance, but I hope to assist in such away were I gain the respect I deserve."
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench: For what it's worth, I never underestimate my allies... Nor my enemies... I have no doubt in the power of your people, and look forward to the aid I may be able to request of you. And I will.
Katmandu's hold on the dark creature lightens, it seems to show appreciation by creating a silvery luster over it's scales. It turns it's green eyes on her and rests it's head on it's back.
[#] Gabviela has entered the Dark Realm.
Onen Klaas qwirks a brow. "My people?"
Trench: You do head off an army of sorts, right?
[#] Ellia A're has left the Dark Realm.
Onen Klaas sighs. "I would. But when Exodus died, everything fell. I have tried to rebuild the clan but I could only rebild the realm. There is no one who will join my side." He falls back into a seated position again.
Trench sighs, shaking his head a bit, "Being a leader is a difficult position... If you aren't completely certain of what you're doing... Well, let's just say, I've seen some idiot leaders and wonder how they keep their kingdom going."
Katmandu becomes more solemn as the conversation progresses, realizing the gravity of the situation better. She shifts slightly, the rock suddenly becoming harder once her attention is not focussed on quieting her pet.
[#] Cy5 has entered the Dark Realm.
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[ You whisper "(He may be hindering a bit of decent 'private time', but at least he's really slow at responding.)" to Katmandu. ]
[#] Samme has entered the Dark Realm.
Onen Klaas nods. "I know what you mean, but no one gives me a chance. But I guess I have to just play my cards and hope I am dealt a winning hand."
Trench shrugs, "No leader starts out simply... You think I built this by furres just wanting to help?"
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[#] Gabviela has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "(Heh, not too bad. But, been trying to get logged out for the night...)" to Samme. ]
[ Samme whispers, "[Oh, okay. G'night then =)]" to you. ]
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Katmandu lift a brow, she had always been willing and helpful, so far.
Onen Klaas shrugs. "Knowing beings like Mephisto, no help would be needed. I would guess many came in fear."
Trench also notes that his power was gained years before he knew Kat...
Trench: You think Mephisto was born with his power?
Katmandu would have been no less helpful at the onset of it.
Onen Klaas smirks. "Ha, after he became a Vampyre, it sure looked that way."
Onen Klaas: [Oh yes, I knew Meph before he created the Vampyres.....thats WAY back.]
Trench: (I was the one that showed Meph Furc. =P)
Onen Klaas: (Nice...)
Trench is technically a week or two older than Meph...
Trench: Point is, no one starts out powerful... One has to work at it.
[#] Samme has left the Dark Realm.
Onen Klaas would be...5 years younger than Exodus....so (does math)....oh hell.
Onen Klaas: I see your point.
[#] Cy5 has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: With proper training... You could do quite well.
Onen Klaas' eyes narrow almost instantly. "Training? What sort of training?" The mental wave currents around him start to pick up in speed and in sheer intensity.
[#] Lance Burgingham has left the Dark Realm.
Trench shrugs a bit, "I've always believed that leaders should be taught to be leaders... As of now, any Dick can be a leader. And that's why we have many idiot kingdoms... I've done this business for a long time... There've been times I've thought of training other leaders how to actually lead."
[#] Gabviela has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Gabviela has left the Dark Realm.
Onen Klaas smirks. "That's because many "leaders" have no common sense and that is why they fail to succeed and fall to the hands of a mere child."
Trench: And also why there's not a kingdom in this land that actually threatens me...
[#] Mephisto has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] A maelstrom of chaotic energy washes over the realm as every flame within it's cavern depths receed into fear of the demonic force intruding upon this corporeal world.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[&] 9:59:31 PM Player Mephisto is online.
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[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
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[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[%] Your cookies are ready.
[#] Ravina has left the Dark Realm.
[*] Your request has been sent to Tiye.
[*] Tiye has accepted your request.
[*] Tiye joins you.
Tiye: (Joy! The soccer fields!)
Trench likes it here.
Tiye never would have assumed. ^.^()
Trench looks up to Tiye, with a bit of a smirk, "I should have you play a round, you know that, right?"
Tiye sauntered up to Trench, putting one paw on her hip as she was smirked at. She had been waiting for him to return all day. "I am a lady, not some dirty athlete who plays with a ball." She arched a brow and grinned at him.
[#] Abandoned Fetus has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench quirks a brow, yet the smirk never leaves his lips, "What's the difference between that and one who is capable of combat?"
[#] Abandoned Fetus has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Carrera Viper has entered the Dark Realm.
Tiye folds her paws behind her back upon hearing his question and smiled. "One does not play this game naked. Or at least that is what I should assume. And I doubt the loser is brutally murdered. Tell me, is it in your interest to make the one called Ellia a shadowling?"
Trench lowers his gaze a moment, offering a slight nod, "Shadowlyng... She has requested it. A few reasons. Apparently, she had a bit of a bad run in with my father, and thinks this may help make a bit of peace... See, doing such would make her family... It would also form a bit of a bond between us... There aren't many of my kind out there."
Tiye let her eyes remain upon him, staring almost with such a look of disgust. "Indeed. But one does not always need a family situation to get them peace assured. I wonder about this bond you speak of. As it is to my concern that she is in no way, shape, or form your equal. Nor could she ever be." With that said, she turned and picked up the ball, tossing it from paw to paw.
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Trench chuckles a bit, offering a slight shrug, "Perhaps... Perhaps not. That's yet to really be seen... She has been seeking a position equal to my own. More passionately than any other ever has before..."
[ Tinsley whispers, "Okay here's the deal.... I've heard good things about this place, and I much would like to RP here... however, Tinsley really has no reason to just be like '*poof* Yeah, I just, like, walked into this dark, eery place for no reason!'. Would there be a way to, maybe, work a bit of IC RP background to give her a REASON to be here?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Actually, most people just wander in, usually looking for sanctuary from some predator, or merely because they wander, due to homelessness, seeking a place of refuge.)" to Tinsley. ]
Tiye rolled her eyes. "Perhaps your judgement is clouded my lord. Do forgive me for not raising the bar before. I had to smooth over things with my extended family. They seem to hold grudges and do not forgive so easily for one little mistake." She smiled softly at him. "Speaking of family as the subject is about...I met your granddaughter. Lovely girl indeed..."
[ Tinsley whispers, "That's the thing, though. Tinsley does not wander without purpose. She's a bounty hunter of sorts. In DnD terms, she's a ranger. I'm proud of her, too... sexy lil' bitch she is. :-)" to you. ]
Trench nods slightly, "I've not much met her, yet... Just in passing a bit. Hrm, my mind clouded? Well... I've thought of that, in fact. Maybe it is... Which is why I've asked my entire Council to vote on whether she should stay or not. Should one disagree, then she wouldn't be permitted."
[ You whisper "(We are often with wars. She could be here due to hearing such, and seeks to profit from it.)" to Tinsley. ]
[ Tinsley whispers, "Good piece of history to know. Is there a way she would ICly be able to know this? I don't, like, want to be called a twink or anything stupid like that for showing up and saying 'heard you guys fight a lot of wars. Want to hire a mercenary?"" to you. ]
Tiye tilted her head some, letting her hair shift over her shoulders a little more. "You really should. She is very elegant, despite her finding comfort upon the floor. A real....figure of royalty in my opinion." She tossed the ball up into the air and caught it again. "How does this game work? Will I be getting grass stains on my new dress?" Her other hand went to pick at the skirt of her garment, though it clung to her curves closely.
[ You whisper "(Yeah, go to a tavern for a few moments. Just about any tavern... From what I've understood, you find information about us just about anywhere... Do you currently have connections anywhere?)" to Tinsley. ]
Trench smirks, standing and moving towards the ball, "With the way I play? Chances are I'll score before you get a chance to scuff yourself up at all.." He chuckles a bit, offering a sly wink. He stops and observes your wardrobe, "New outfit? You're right, it may not be the best thing to play such a game in..."
(You see Tiye.)
> Vivid green eyes give impressionistic meaning to her embodied person. Fair are her lips, a perfect shade of deep pomegranate; her hair is plaited and encrusted within two thick gold bands, allowing her obsidian lengths to flow gracefully over her shoulders. Her golden gown pleated and folded in various arrangements, alluring as did it define her refinement and splendor. Her feet are bound within jeweled sandals, glittering mercilessly into the light.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] Kortheal Tahalia has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Tinsley whispers, "No, Tinsley just wanders. She spent a little time in Blackstone, held back by the Drakorians or whatever, and came to these lands looking for work." to you. ]
Tiye stuck out her lower lip. "Oh, too bad. My line of garments come in two varieties. Dresses and see-through." She grinned softly. "Well, if you say there is hardly a difference between luring a man to kill and this game, then I shall try it. I am not aware of the way you play. That, I am willing to see."
[ You whisper "(Thought you just said she doesn't wander...)" to Tinsley. ]
[ Tinsley whispers, "I said she doesn't wander without purpose. She had a purpose this time... to find work. She wouldn't randomly visit a place like the Dark Realm, though, just to say hi." to you. ]
Trench chuckles, "It would take large teams of varying talent to beat me... Rare can one do so with a one on one..." He quirks a brow, curious on the previous subject, "That's... An interesting wardrobe..."
[ You whisper "(Well, you said you heard RP here was fairly good... You never heard anything about it ICly?)" to Tinsley. ]
(You see Tinsley.)
> A blue eyed beauty in a wide brimmed hat. Her fine-featured, furred face and peaked ears hint at the fact that she bears a smidgeon of elven blood. Positively swimming on her is a long, black coat that 'swish-swish'es along as she moves with decidedly predatory grace. Charming like the sharp side of a knife; blacker-than-obsidian hair and a seemingly permanent lop-sided grin. A very large gauntlet of tarnished metal is on her right hand.
[ Kortheal Tahalia whispers, "does this place have an armory?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Y'know, no one's ever asked that... It really doesn't. Most people, I guess, just store their equipment in their bedrooms..." to Kortheal Tahalia. ]
Tiye smirked at him. "Ah good, I shall just slip into something a little more revealing then...I would surely win then." She winked in return. "Indeed. My culture believes that if you have it, and you are wealthy, you should flaunt it. Unforunately that was used to my advantage far too much."
[ Kortheal Tahalia whispers, "Heh, I see.. Care if I speak with you OOC?" to you. ]
[ Tinsley whispers, "Tinsley is a relatively new char. I could just ASSUME she would hear about it... looking for work in the taverns and such as she does." to you. ]
[ You whisper "In the middle of an RP... Can ya do it via whisper?" to Kortheal Tahalia. ]
[#] Angel Blade has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench chuckles, "Is there such thing as using your gifts too much? And, if you put on something see through, I fear I wouldn't offer you any challenge... What enjoyment would that be?"
[ You whisper "I would think that would work..." to Tinsley. ]
[ Kortheal Tahalia whispers, "Sure. As you know I lead the silver dragoon army. Now not to taint relations between you and I ooc, but I'd like to propose an offer you cannot refuse. A war, between us and the Dark Alliance. To say...spur a chain of decent RP in Imag...." to you. ]
[ You whisper "I'm glad you bring this to me in an OOC manner... Unfortunately, I'm already at war with quite a few other kingdoms, at the moment... It's kind of bad timing for such a thing, for my Realm." to Kortheal Tahalia. ]
[ Tinsley whispers, "Sounds good. :-) Whenever things start up, let me know. Tinsley's avatar is just lounging around." to you. ]
[ Kortheal Tahalia whispers, "At war? With who?" to you. ]
[#] Katmandu has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "Want a list? Unfortunately, I'm not completely certain. But, I know someone's conspiring against me... I have names, but I'm not sure who the enemy is. Those names or the one who gave them to me... Either way, it'll end violently." to Kortheal Tahalia. ]
[#] Mykeal has entered the Dark Realm.
Tiye smiled politely. "A very non-challenging one." She slinked slowly over to stand beside him. "Perhaps then, if I am an unworthy opponent...I should just join your side." A smirk crept to her lips. "Then perhaps there would be some enjoyment. For...both parties?" She was clearly hinting on something else and not just about the soccer game.
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
Trench is a bit dense... "Aye, but if we were on the same team... Who would we play against?"
Tiye smirks. "The world, my lord. The world would play against us. But not a very good opponent. Therefore we would have to win, yes?"
Trench chuckles, "When playing against the world... I always win... But, then, the world, in general, isn't very bright..."
[ Katmandu whispers, " ~Master must be busy again...~" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Katmandu. ]
[ Kortheal Tahalia whispers, "Lerdia?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Oh, that's only one of many. Apparently, as rumor has it, several kingdoms are teaming up..." to Kortheal Tahalia. ]
Tiye nodded. "I have not doubted your words yet. And true, the world is not very bright. But it does hold many wonders. Such treasures just waiting to be claimed." Her eyes began to sparkle as she looked down at the goal on the other side of the field.
[ Katmandu whispers, "~Where are you this time?~" to you. ]
[#] Runningwolf Himura has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Katmandu. ]
[#] Final Fury has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Katmandu whispers, "~Tiye is one I haven't met yet. And your Father is here, I will have to beg his leave.~" to you. ]
[#] Cy5 has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench chuckles, moving to stand directly in front of you, his eyes looking to your own, "Only one treasure interests me... Power."
(You see Kortheal Tahalia.)
> Treading softly, a worn overcloak sheilds all but his handsome visage from view. Head blending well muscled shoulders, and fit body. Dark tendrils flow down a lightly armoured back. Tough leather breastpeice, and soft, durable leggings dawn his front. A simple longsword of blackened steel glints in light.Trained to the hilt in melee combat, he is also skilled with magicks of is own makings.[Dreamweaver][SDA Leader]
Tiye let her lips purse again as she gazed at him intently. "Yes, as does it to me. Aside just one other very important aspect..." Her eyes roamed over his form for a brief moment before she looked up at him again with a very sinful, yet alluring smile.
Trench quirks a brow, of mock confusion, yet a sly smirk plays across his lips, "Aye? And what is that other aspect?"
[#] Lucky08 has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Anubis has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Anubis has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Lucky08 has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Anubis has entered the Dark Realm.
Tiye thought it was very obvious, her eyes lowered some before she looked at him again. "You." Though perhaps he was simply trying to get her to confess such even though he knew. Either way she was bold with her words.
[#] Anubis has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Lucky08 has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench's eyes widen a bit, whether at surprise by the boldness or the answer would be undetermined, but... Either way, surprise was within him, "Ah... Wow. I... You are a lovely lass..." He rubs the back of his head, "I don't know if you knew this, but... Ellia has been... Well, she's been seeking a position at my side..."
[#] Kortheal Tahalia has left the Dark Realm.
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Tiye nodded her head stiffly. "I am aware. As well as others. But they do not support her. And I did clearly tell you I would not dare try to interfere with your power. But, I was suggesting that I want to be a part of it. You will forgive me for not making my intentions so very clear." She continued to gaze at him, letting her lips part slightly.
Trench nods slowly, obviously thinking a bit on this topic, "They don't? Hrm... As I said... If they do vote her out... When you said you wished to be a part of the power... Well, everyone holds a part in my power. I suppose I wasn't so certain just how much you spoke of..."
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Tiye smirked softly and nodded. "Because she was never destined to be a queen. Because she was not brought up for such." She shook her head quietly. "Together, you and I would be undefeated. If your council is wise, they shall send this woman away." Her eyes lowered some she smiled softly. "Well then I would be too late and my dream would be my own lie."
Trench grasps your paws into his own, his eyes staring into yours, "Tiye... You are regal and beautiful... This land would be truly fortunate to call you Queen... I've told Ellia she could have her chance... I must admit, I'm a bit of at a loss as to just what to do, at this point..."
Tiye smiled as he took her paws and continued to gaze at him. "You must do what you believe is not only right for yourself, but right for the others here. I am loyal to no other but you...you and this place. I can happily call it my home. If you would just grant me more time, so that I may have more chances to speak with you alone...and hold back from the other woman's want to transform into something she does not deserve to be.." Her chin lowered some as she turned her eyes away.
Trench quirks a brow, as his paw raises your chin, his eyes seeking your own, once more, "Turn her? How did you find out about that, anyway?"
[#] Seryll Ryne has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Seryll Ryne has left the Dark Realm.
Tiye offered him a smile, her eyes glittered some as well. "I told you, there are those here whom support my desire. When one asks, one finds out the details."
[#] Cy5 has left the Dark Realm.
Trench nods slightly, his head lowered in thought. He offers a slight shrug, but nods. "Well, I had to discuss a few things about the transformation with her, anyway..."
Tiye bit her tongue to keep from letting foul words against the femme spill from her mouth. "I see..." She had lowered her eyes to continue to watch his expression.
[#] Angel Blade has left the Dark Realm.
Trench nods, conclusively, "But, I will attempt to do as you ask... I'll avoid transforming her... Hopefully at least until the Council is able to vote for her... In the meantime, I certainly must consider what you've said..."
Katmandu prances up in a great mood and greets both her Master and the femme that she has no memory of.
Tiye squeezed his hands lightly, as she hadn't bothered to let them go and smiled again. "Thank you, my lord. It means very much to me...." She would have said more, but the feline approaching had caught her eye and she stopped to look at her.
Trench smiles warmly as he looks to Kat, "Kat, I'd like you to meet the Lady Tiye... She's from a foriegn land... And I mean well past Kasuria..." He then looks to Tiye, "Tiye, I'd like you to meet my most loyal slave, Katmandu..."
Katmandu looks back with pale blue eyes. Noticing that her greeting was not heard she repeats it. "Greetings to both of you." She bows with a flourish from the waist, deep and fluid and once rising intones in pleasant voice, "Well met, mi'lady. It is my wish that your stay in our land is a happy one."
[#] Anorra has entered the Dark Realm.
Tiye dipped her head in greeting to Katmandu and parted her lips. "Greetings...." She stopped herself from the formal greeting she wished everyone, as frankly it got tiresome to say from all of whom she had recently met. Seeing Katmandu bow caused Tiye to smile politely. "Thank you very much. I am honoured to meet the most loyal of lord Trench's slaves."
[#] Anorra has left the Dark Realm.
Katmandu stands off from the two, studying the femme, especially her jeweled sandals. Her white hair seems to be in motion, as if there were something underneath it, lending it a life of it's own. Suddenly, the small head of a dragon with gleaming green eyes can be seen from beneath the shelter of Kat's hair, also studying the two. Kat bows once more, not knowing that she is missing out on the formal greeting but she is a slave after all, not really worthy of such.
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Trench chuckles a bit, nodding to them both, "Alright, enough formality... Tiye was trained as royalty in her youth."
Katmandu blinks at that remark, she had always thought you were royal or not. Not training required, that was for slaves but then she mused, perhaps there were rituals or formalities that had of their very own in other lands. She remains silent and wonders about the triaining just the same.
Tiye simply said the same thing to every single person with each formal introduction, she was not at all imposing discrimination. Not at all. In fact, she found that she herself could trust in Katmandu, unsure of all her reasons. She simply could. Her eyes widened as she saw a tiny head protrude from the girl's hair. "Gods! There is something in your hair!" She seemed shocked, blinking after a moment as she tried to make out what it was coming from her hair.
Katmandu giggles, covering her mouth with her paw as Kaji steps foot out in the open. He perches on her shoulder, small sharp claws gripping the lass' tender white flesh and fur. He is poised to fly, his petite wings unfurl, his darkness turning to silver luster. "It's ok, he is my pet, a gift from my Master."
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[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench nods slightly, adding on to the comment, "I had created it from the shadows..."
Katmandu nuzzles at the small creature, trying to touch noses, "So playful for one born of shadows, but I am triaining him well to behave. I hope he didn't scare you mi'lady. He hasn't bitten me yet."
Tiye stared at the creature, her eyes narrowed as she looked it over. "Oh....of course, a pet." She felt warmth rush to her cheeks, as did color. Now she felt very distingushed. "Oh no, not at all. I had a pet cobra once. Beautiful creature.."
Trench moves over to kick the soccer ball a bit, "What do ya say, a game? The two of you against me?"
Katmandu smiles and nods, pointing to the sidelines and whispering to her pet. He glides off with just one beat of his wings and mopes with darkened eyes at missing the fun. She turns to Trench then, "I have never played but I will give it a shot. Which goal is yours, Master?"
[#] Tayn Razorwind has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench moves to the opposing side of the two lasses, "I'll take this side, since you're both already on the other..."
[#] Tayn Razorwind has left the Dark Realm.
Tiye turned her eyes back upon Trench and stared. "Are you serious?" She sighed softly. "I suppose. I need some assistance removing my necklace. It would be unforunate to have something happen to it." Her paws reached up to begin to unfasten the thing. "Oh..I should probably remove my dagger too.."
[#] Jesuit has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Tayn Razorwind has entered the Dark Realm.
Katmandu is uncertain of the rules and hesitates, she knows to kick the ball but wonders if there are any opening formalities.
Tiye has to leave soon...()
Katmandu: [awr!]
Trench: (Oh. Maybe soccer isn't good, now, then?)
Katmandu doesn't stand a chance alone, most likely.[]
Tiye: (See, I wait around all day for RP and I only get about an hour. Joyous.)
Trench: (Sorry... Damn my work!)
Katmandu: [it comes and goes]
Tiye: (I'll be doing the same tomorrow. ^.^)
Tiye: (It's okay.)
Trench: (You should open RP up with others in the Realm... Might help?)
Katmandu: [there are some good rpers here....]
[#] Wolf Fangz Himura has entered the Dark Realm.
Katmandu: [at all hours]
Tiye: (I do! Like...that person named Mykeal...and you're granddaughter...I forget her name. Abaddon kept popping in an out.)
[ You whisper "(Would also help enhance your ability to... Gain power.)" to Tiye. ]
[#] Jesuit has left the Dark Realm.
[ Tiye whispers, "(^.^ Indeed.)" to you. ]
Tiye: (Your char. must feel old.)
Trench: (Very.)
Katmandu: [not that old....]
Tiye: (XD)
Tiye: (I'm teasing.)
Katmandu: [me too]
Trench: (Very old. ICly, I think I'm about... 100 something? 120, I think?)
Tiye: (Not that bad.)
Trench: (Yeah, but that's assuming I started at 1.)
Katmandu: [like that influences your activities ICly....?]
Trench: (If I weren't a shadowlyng, it would...)
[#] Final Fury has left the Dark Realm.
Tiye: (Good thing he goes to the spa everyday. Brings back some of those years....)
Katmandu: [it's all relative, and much in the mind.]
Tiye: (Hahaha... ^.^)
Trench: (Reforming your body everyday helps alot, as well.)
Katmandu smiles when the spa is mentioned, thinks it's a fine place for hedonists.[]
[#] Lucky08 has left the Dark Realm.
Tiye: (Yes. Thus the massage chair in the living room. >.>)
Katmandu: [mmm, Padded black leather chair in front of the comp]
Tiye: (Alas, I must go. Fare thee well..)
Katmandu: [later!]
[&] 8:20:08 PM Player Katmandu is online.
Trench: (Heh, until the next time, then.)
[#] Tiye has left the Dark Realm.
Katmandu whistles for her companion to rejoin her as she will not compete alone, to do so without invitation might invite scorn at her over confidence. "Any other games, Master?"
Trench chuckles as he walks forward a bit, "Mm, there are a few I could think of..."
[#] Raging Fury 2000 has entered the Dark Realm.
Katmandu stays where she is, allowing the tiny dragon to hide in the warmth behind her neck. She returns the chuckle with a blush, "I know of a few as well. Together I imagine we could keep ourselves entertained for awhile."
[#] Lucky08 has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench chuckles, nodding a bit, "Quite awhile... Or, I could tend to business in the throne room..." He states teasingly.
[#] Samme has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Tinsley has left the Dark Realm.
[ Samme whispers, "[How goes?]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Keeps busy...)" to Samme. ]
Katmandu goes into an immediate pout, she does not want this opportunity or her Master to escape. She crouches at those last words and noting the tease in your voice, she lunges for you, propelling her body and open arms at just above you knees, hoping to bring you down.
[ Samme whispers, "Samme nods." to you. ]
[#] Final Fury has entered the Dark Realm.
Katmandu: does not want to miss*
[#] Lucky08 has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: (I hate this, but... Heh, dinner. afk for a bit. =P)
Trench: Teleport, master!
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Mykeal has left the Dark Realm.
[#] DarkFire the Demon Ninja has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] A purifying shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[ Katmandu whispers, "[You big tease.]" to you. ]
[ Katmandu whispers, "[Guess I deserve it for that one time.....]" to you. ]
[#] Lucky08 has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Anubis 1 has entered the Dark Realm.
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[&] (8:36:50 PM) Away mode set.
[#] Samme has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Tayn Razorwind has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Lucky08 has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Dais has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Raging Fury 2000 has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Final Fury has left the Dark Realm.
[#] DarkFire the Demon Ninja has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Kale1 has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Carrera Viper whispers, "[there is a large group of Dark Warlords of Corruption out side of the throne room. Do you know them?'" to you. ]
[ You whisper "User is currently away, and may have missed your whisper. (Inactive last 0 hours and 6 minutes.) -- DogProxy 2.30 - get your own copy at http://furc.sanct.net/" to Carrera Viper. ]
[#] Wolf Fangz Himura has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Wolf Fangs Himura has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Anubis 1 has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Kale1 has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Dais has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Isis Jewel has entered the Dark Realm.
[&] (8:57:04 PM) Active after 20 minutes.
[&] You have received 1 whispers while AFK. Type &read to read them.
[ You whisper "" to Isis Jewel. ]
[ Isis Jewel whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Carrera Viper. ]
[ You whisper "" to Isis Jewel. ]
* Current players: Trench, Dark Realm, Katmandu, Runningwolf Himura, Wolf Fangs Himura, Carrera Viper, Isis Jewel.
* 7 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2960 total players online. Uptime 14 days 18:47
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 3004
[&] 8:57:39 PM Player Alizon is online.
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(You see Katmandu.)
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[ Isis Jewel whispers, " [#] Wolf Fangs Himura has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Isis Jewel. ]
Trench: Teleport, forest!
[#] A peaceful shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Isis Jewel whispers, "Isis Jewel smiles and nods " to you. ]
[ Carrera Viper whispers, "[they want the 'master of hell']" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Meph doesn't much come here, anymore.)" to Carrera Viper. ]
[#] Wolf Fangs Himura has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Carrera Viper whispers, "[Thats from what I gather to be the characters actual name]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Ah. If it's who I think it is, then, he was one of what I call the Ultimate Twink Force.)" to Carrera Viper. ]
[ Carrera Viper whispers, "[Well Runningwolf wants Kinshin's soul back]" to you. ]
[ Carrera Viper whispers, "I'll leave it on the post boards so you cansee it]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(I hope he finds who took it.)" to Carrera Viper. ]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] Wolf Fangs Himura has left the Dark Realm.
[ Katmandu whispers, " [back from dinner, then?]" to you. ]
[ Katmandu whispers, "[tsk tsk and already they are waiting in line....]" to you. ]
[#] Final Fury has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "(Hrm, someone wants to see me?)" to Katmandu. ]
[#] Kasuma has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Katmandu whispers, "[I thought we were on the soccer field.]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(I am. But what does that have to do with anything?)" to Katmandu. ]
[ Katmandu whispers, "[Mid scenario dinner... You never answered my last post.]" to you. ]
[#] Quizorus Zreezdanor has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Quizorus Zreezdanor.)
> Stainless strands of alabaster props o'top of herculean shoulders.Elongated ears pointed vertical,exposing the true self of his kind.Cloat chest bludging,exposing aggressive muscles,lilic chain mail protecting his able-bodied abdomen,buckled&braided into to tight cuplets,a bantam pendant in each ones center.His dorsum now covered in an extended blouse,the hem retreating to his ankles as plated cossacks encase his muscled calfs.[Drow Black Guard] jpg:hometown.aol.c^hunterexamus8386/images/qui
[ You whisper "(You're right. You'd have to report it.)" to Katmandu. ]
[ Katmandu whispers, "[Report what?]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Repost..)" to Katmandu. ]
[ Katmandu whispers, "{and you are no longer alone? I would not be able to repost under the same circumstances. But I have other things to do anyway, Later.]" to you. ]
[#] Katmandu has left the Dark Realm.
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[#] Raldis has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Raldis has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Quizorus Zreezdanor has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Carrera Viper has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Mykeal has entered the Dark Realm.
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[#] Kasuma has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Ravina has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] A purifying shift is felt within the Realm.
[&] (9:19:08 PM) Away mode set.
[#] Quizorus Zreezdanor has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Slyan Elem has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Runningwolf Himura has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Mykeal has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Runningwolf Himura has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Choronzon has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] Choronzon has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Final Fury has left the Dark Realm.
[&] (9:34:24 PM) Active after 15 minutes.
[&] You have received 1 whispers while AFK. Type &read to read them.
Trench: Teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
* Current players: Trench, Dark Realm, Ravina, Slyan Elem, Isis Jewel, Runningwolf Himura, Quizorus Zreezdanor.
* 2869 total players online. Uptime 14 days 19:23
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 3004
* 7 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
Trench: Teleport, tavern!
[#] A drunken shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] A drunken shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Runningwolf Himura has left the Dark Realm.
Isis Jewel: [Yay players!]
Trench: (Yay!)
Trench smirks as he nods to the slave behind the counter, "Well, let's see if you're as good of a servant as you made yourself out to be before.."
Isis Jewel looks up with a smile, hands folding infront of her. Isis gives a polite bow to the master, lon gtail twitching behind the counter "How may I serve you master?"
(You see Isis Jewel.)
> Supple form entwined with dancer's grace. Overly long tail and large ears glint with golden rings, shinning against her gray stripped fur. Scant clothing is done in white silk, ankle length skit slit up either leg to the last blue-hemmed stitch. The fabric does nearly nothing for modesty, being transparent as morning mists. Polished steel glitters in a multitude of large bracelets around her right arm, and in a khopesh slung over her left shoulder. bmp:w^a^c^co3/Dusk2Dawn/Isis
Trench: (How long is long tail?)
Isis Jewel: [twice normal]
Trench: (Kinky.)
Ravina: (Heh)
Trench chuckles as he looks to the slave, "I'd answer, but I don't want to offend Rav. That being the case, I'll settle for a whiskey."
Isis Jewel: [I thought a Mau would be differant enough without being too alien :-) Though I did exagurate the tail some.]
Trench: (Maybe not enough...)
Ravina smirks. "Ye can nae offend me, Trench. I believe I have heard it all in my time."
[#] Slyan Elem has left the Dark Realm.
Isis Jewel stands upright again, hands quickly moving to glass and bottle. She pauses to look for some ice to scoo into the glass, giving him three rocks before pouring out a two-third glass of whiskey "And would mistress care for something?"
[#] Quizorus Zreezdanor has left the Dark Realm.
Ravina: Indeed. A rum with a few drops of blodd, please.
Trench takes a swig of the drink before looking to Ravina, "Heard it all, maybe... But all talk and no action just makes for a lack of amusement."
[#] Serena Blakkenhart has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Crystal Johnstone has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Crystal Johnstone.)
> Acrobatic capabilities harnessed within petite stature, innumerable weapons and items hidden in an everlasting cloak. Extremities and carpals were adorned by metal gauntlets, layered metal covering the knuckles. Sanguine locks spilt over the slender form, suspended over pale orbs. The form of a young human accomodated by ivory, felid tents. A prehensile, slightly bushy empennage extended from the coccyx; further signs of half-breed traits. Pyrokenesis spiraled with morbid notions, apathetic exterior.
Ravina smirks at Trench. "Indeed."
Trench looks over to Crystal, lifting his glass in a greeting, "I know, I haven't been about much, lately... But, there's alot that's been going on..."
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Isis Jewel blinks looking startled at the request for blood. She nods slowly, coming back to her training to serve. THe feline draws out a similar glass for Ravina as Trench received, plunking three ice cubes into it. Uncorking a bottle of rum and pouring a healthy does was simple enough. The final ingredient though, she unslung her khoopesh, holding it a bit awkwardly to prick her own finger, letting the blood droplets fall into the glass before offering it to Ravina.
Serena Blakkenhart looks around..
[#] Serena Blakkenhart has left the Dark Realm.
Crystal Johnstone walked in quietly, her boots stepping across the ground noiselessly, but her cloak was rustled in an announcement of her arrival. She sat down, nodding to Trench and shaking her arm so that a small sack was produced from her sleeve, coins jingling. "Some rum, please," were the only words she offered.
Ravina: No ice!
Ravina steps back away from thebar with a hiss.
Trench shrugs absently, taking in another swig of the drink. He releases out a deep breath before looking to those at the bar. He quirks a brow as he looks to Ravina, "I know you're against water, but... Why aren't you upset with all liquids?"
Ravina: Nae water. Ice. Trench, Ice.
Isis Jewel hesitates to put the recently retrieved bottle away, ears laying flat back as the girl looks confused and a bit afraid at the exclamation over ice. She quietly pulls up a new glass, squeezing her fingertip to drip a little blood in before filling the rest of most of the way with rum "Is this more to mistress's liking?"
[#] Ryukishi has entered the Dark Realm.
Ravina: Snow, ice, cold fluid! Bad very very bad!
Trench: Quirky vampyres...
Ravina snorts. "Ice could hurt me very badly. I had thought ye knew that."
[&] 9:54:36 PM Player Ryukishi is online.
Ravina nods to the lass behind the bar as she steps forward. "Thank ye."
Trench: I do... Well, something like that... Anyway, she doesn't know your race...
[#] Ryukishi has left the Dark Realm.
Ravina nods as she lifts the drink and peers into it to be sure no 'ice' floats within.
[#] Sadden Dagger has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: All the more that explains just how opposing our blood types are... The break from Bloodhound to Wolfhound is amazing. Same blood line, two totally different blood types.
[#] Sadden Dagger has left the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Ravina nods as she finally takes a tentive sip of her drink.
Trench shakes his head before taking his gaze back to the slave behind the bar, "So, do you have any talents beyond bar tending?"
Ravina moves and stis with her back against the bar and continues to sip her drink.
Isis Jewel smiles and nods egarly "Yes master. I know a bit of dancing though nothing to show infront of children, normally. fighting as well. I also have some of the typical kajira training to be pleasing and polite though I have never had a master that enjoyed me speaking int eh third person. They said it was annoying."
Ravina grins as she mutters. "I'd like to see that."
[#] Lazurious has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench chuckles, "Those are Masters that lack patience... I'm not one of those. If I were, I wouldn't be where I am... However, good at dancing, eh? I wager that'll be a talent that shall be exploited. I always am eager for entertainment. Children don't often visit this place."
[#] Crystal Johnstone has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Lazurious has left the Dark Realm.
Isis Jewel leans foreward on the bartop, relaxing a bit "that is true. I've only seen mistress Samme that looked young here."
Trench: And even she is actually a bit older than she appears..
Ravina cackles softly. "Then I guess I look older than I be, eh?"



Session started 2004-12-10 12:59:53

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[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
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Trench: ....
Trench: Test?
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[#] Abandoned Fetus has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Tiye has left the Dark Realm.
(You see Trench.)
> Royal blue hair drapes over his shoulders, cascading down his back. Dark cold eyes look past his elderly, yet sharp and dark face. Coal leather armor encases his body up to his neck, down his arms to his wrists. Odd black metal bracers cover his lower arms and fingerless gloves cover his paws. A dark blade peeks out from under his black cloak-like jacket and three black spheres orbit ominously around his form.
(You see Tiye.)
> A great beauty from the house of Qetesh; her passionate green eyes often mistaken for sparkling stones of jade. Long, thick hair fell in tapering ripples on her lovely neck, and was crowned with an intricate headdress in which was a cobra ornament hosting every kind of gem. Her resplendent coloured robe was of finest linen and along the entire hem a woven bordure of stars. From the curves of her crimson lips, to the silhouette of her body she was indeed bountiful. Thick leather sandals cut into her f
Tiye: (Brb. XD)
[#] Tiye has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Tiye.)
> A great beauty from the house of Qetesh; her passionate green eyes often mistaken for sparkling stones of jade. Long, thick hair fell in tapering ripples on her lovely neck, and was crowned with an intricate headdress in which was a cobra ornament hosting every kind of gem. Her resplendent coloured robe was of finest linen and along the entire hem a woven bordure of stars. From the curves of her crimson lips, to the silhouette of her body she was indeed bountiful.
Trench: (See my new post on the board?)
Tiye: (Yes. I'm slightly confused about that. In a way you're going to let others run you over.)
Trench: (http://s3.invisionfree.com/WolfCorp_Dark_Realm/index.php?showtopic=86)
Trench: (That is what inspired me.)
Tiye: (Rhuddlan panted.... 'happily?' O.o)
Trench: (-shrugs-)
Trench: (In every way I'm gonna let someone else take over. Hey, I figure if the Realm in general votes them in, then that's what the Realm wants.)
Tiye: (That is quite true. But what will you do if you are not voted in?)
[%] Your cookies are ready.
Trench: (Retire. =P At least, until they realize how much of a pain in the ass this position is, for the low amount of gratitude one gets for it...)
Tiye: (Retirement is so much fun.)
Tiye: (I don
Tiye: (Arg...blaspemy..)
Tiye: (I don't blame you though. When you've had enough, you've had enough.)
Tiye: (*blasphemy. I can't spell today.)
Trench: (I'll continue to work my ass off until I'm voted off, though.)
Tiye: (^.^)
Tiye sat close to the fires of the tavern on that day, peering intently into several books propped open for her readings. Several long scrolls of parchment which looked to have been letters were set before her as well. A pot of ink and a writing instrument in her hand would clearly make obvious that she was working on something.
Trench quirks a brow. He watches with interest for a few moments before finally speaking up, though softly so not to interupt should she be too intent, "Watcha working on?"
Tiye let her eyes travel over to look at Trench though she did not once lift her head. A soft smirk crept to her lips upon hearing of his inquiry. "Letters to my extended family. They like to keep in touch. However...." She sighed and sat back a little, looking up thoughtfully. "...This particular cousin I write to writes so much I have trouble keeping in conversation. Amazons are much more fascinating I believe, from such tales told."
Trench chuckles, nodding a bit, "I would much like to meet some of this family... I've heard of Amazons, though have had very few dealings with them."
Tiye raised her brows and turned her head to stare at him. "But my lord, you have. I doubt she still believes you to be a sworn enemy. Of course she is no longer as she used to be. Omphale is such a proud creature. Now she claims to some Goddess..." Jade eyes rolled, it seemed she doubted the woman. "But she does utterly mention meeting you in the village called...Goldwyn."
Trench nods slightly, thinking a bit back, "I had met the lass... A good lass, she was. I liked that one. It's been ages, since, though. And I hadn't a good chance to know her too well, a bit to my dismay."
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with omph! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Tiye smirked at him. "She is my third cousin once removed. After she declined the throne of my land my brother was given the title as Pharaoh. My father forced us to marry." She frowned for a moment and tried to get the thought out of her mind. "Lucky for me that you did not know her well, for she worships her lover like a God. I could never have competed with that." Her eyes went back down to the letter and she continued her translationing.
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Trench chuckles, speaking softly so not to disrupt your thought, but enough to at least be heard, "I wouldn't have worried about that... She seemed a bit timid... She made sure to keep herself at a distance from me." He smirks slightly, "Can't see why. I have such a nice reputation and everything."
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Tiye smirked darkly. "My lord, no one in the Emerest family is timid. Except perhaps Queen Iole, but she is still a young girl. No doubt Omphale protects her daughter well. I could not assume why she kept her distance from you. Though now I can be sure to thank her for that." Her eyes dropped to the paper and she began to write several hieroglyphs upon it.
Trench merely chuckles in response. His amusement dies down a bit as he ponders for a moment. He shakes his head and returns his gaze to the lass, "Should I leave you be to your work, then?"
[#] Vision has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench quirks a brow, a bit surprised... "Urm... I should see to that..."
(You see Vision.)
> Ebon curls cascade over a dark-furred, femininely curved back from which feathered wings sprout. Jet black eyes gaze with frigidity or heated passion, as they study friend and foe. Long flowing skirt is encircled with silver embroided belt and hem, split up the sides. Animal designs seem to change with light and also adorn the cups of the halter she wears. [tailblade] http://visionchen.cjb.net/
[ You whisper "" to Vision. ]
Tiye shrugged her shoulders. "I would say no, as my attention should be given to something more worthwhile than a spoiled girl towering like a statue in a temple." She set her pen down and smiled at Trench, rolling up her letters. "Very well. Duty calls..." She would close up her books. There were prayers to be said anyway.
[ Vision whispers, "~Yes, it has.~" to you. ]
Trench nods a bit as he moves from the tavern, "I'm sorry..."
Trench: .Teleport, throne!
Trench: Teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
Trench smirks...
Trench: Looking for someone?
Vision smirks in return, "Well, things have changed, there are so many new thrones. I was told a Mykeal would be here to discuss something with me of import."
Vision lifts a brow and rustles her wings. "Would he be the same one that brought a slave for me to inspect once?"
Vision: The one that threatened me at my gate on several occasions?
Trench nod slightly, looking about, "True... There are many of power, around here. I try to delegate in hopes that maybe I won't have to do so much for myself..." he chuckles before answering, "More than likely... If he's a crude bastard, that'd be the guy. He was about last eve, and I suspect he will be again, this eve... But as of the moment, as you see, he's not currently about."
Trench: Hrm... I wonder why he's sought to see you, though...
Vision shakes her head with a wry smile, "There always has to be one at the top of the pyramid of power though. One for all to look up to. As for the one that hailed me for a meeting. I suspect it will be amusing, he's not really as dangerous as he makes himself out to be. And it sounded more like a business proposition though....." her voice trails off as if lost in thoughts she'd rather not have publicly entertained.
Vision: [-have, -ed]
Trench narrows his eyes a bit, "Business? He has almost no business with anyone... What kind of business could he suddenly decide to have for you? That's... Strange and a bit concerning, especially since he hadn't spoken to me on it in any kind of way..." He pauses, looking back to the thrones, smirking, "Aye, that's why I have the center seat..."
[#] Tiye has left the Dark Realm.
Vision lifts her chin, nodding, and smiles with approval, "Don't let them gang up on you. Always a danger when you share.... " She crosses her arms under her breasts, buoying the up a bit, though they rest comfortably in her new halter. Her long skirt brushes the stone floor. "I have no idea, the mouse is a rather crabby one when woken and didn't have much to say about the message. You know how things get lost in transmission..."
[#] Tiye has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: (Shit, I just realized, I should've left for work about ten minutes ago. Pick up later on?)
Vision: [You betcha, this was a good warm up]
Vision: [Haven't played her in a while.]
Trench: (Yeah, that last post was a bit... Well, later on then! Thanks. Good to have ya back.)

Session closed 2004-12-10 13:52:11



Session started 2004-12-10 18:55:34

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> A young kid of about sixteen years. Someone who doesnt act like the nice person. Grey furr adorns his apearance as red-painted short/medium militairy styled hair would remain . Red orbs exposed to view. The child wears no gloves or bracers. Having black strong boots and a grey cape wich follows his body until the lower parts of his ankles. White troussers where worn with a white shirt. Around the torso/waist and arms the boy wears bandages.(www.freewebs.com/woodmyrk/">Abaddon)
[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
[#] Arnold QuikStryke has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Arnold QuikStryke has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Abaddon Woodmyrk woke up from his little nap and sat up; it didnts eem that the boy slept for long.
Trench shakes his head, a bit apologetically, "Sorry, didn't mean to wake you... Everything alright?"
Abaddon Woodmyrk nodded some. "Im fine. Just... im forced to marry a ... princes..." he frowns some.
Abaddon Woodmyrk: (Damm father, since abbaddon slept with the girl, the father forced him to marry her. >>;;)
Trench: Is that a bad thing?
Abaddon Woodmyrk blinks "A princess? No. But marriage... now... this age?" he nods.
Trench shrugs, "He wants you to get married now? Or just promise to her marriage for when you're older?"
Abaddon Woodmyrk nods. "Marriage... someday. Im now stuck to her." he frowns. "Gah... I knew lerdia was filled with madman."
Trench: Well, no kidding... Is that the princess you're engaged to?
Abaddon Woodmyrk blinks. Shaking his head. "No.... its some princess that stays there. There of another kingdom... No clue wich one."
Trench: Hrm... What's her name?
Abaddon Woodmyrk sighs. "Aida Kanaki."
Trench: Hrm... Not familiar with the name, really... Ah, well. She a nice lass?
[#] Ellia A're has entered the Dark Realm.
Abaddon Woodmyrk smirks, having some wide smile upon his face. Nodding.
Trench: Heh, I can tell... Well, then, I know it's never good to get stuck down, but hey, get close to the lass. It may work out alright.
[#] Zio has entered the Dark Realm.
Abaddon Woodmyrk nodded. He'd figured that out before. -- A memory flashes by... brown furred furre, said that she was Trenche's wife... the hell? Investation mode on. -- "Have you got any... girl?" he smiles. Winking once.
Trench chuckles, shaking his head a bit, "A few? Nah, not really... There are a couple that are posing some interest, all of the sudden, but... Nothing official."
Abaddon Woodmyrk nods to Trench. Who would that brown colored furre be then? She stated to be Trench's 'wife'. Woooow... strange things going on at this place. -- Since he was getting alittle concfused, he just forgets all about it and looks over at Trench. "Mind taking a spar with me?"
[#] Ravina has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Courinne has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench shakes his head a bit, "No offense, but I never spar... It's been a tradition I've kept up for quite some time. And don't intend on breaking, now."
Abaddon Woodmyrk nodded. "Oh well." legs crossed up and paws placed upon the knee's as the avatar displays. He sighs some out of boredom.
(You see Courinne.)
> Piercing azure eyes lift slowly to meet your face; a faint smile graces her face as she notices you. Jet black hair falls well past her hips, contrasting sharply with her milk white flesh. She wears a red dress that's seen better days, the hem is frayed slightly and the fabric is worn, but not too badly. A silver circlet adorns her slender throat, embedded in the center is a polished, uncut sapphire that sparkles in the light. She... [http://www.tergen.net/Nii/Courinne.htm]
Trench quirks a brow as he looks towards Courinne, "Urm, greetings?"
Ravina yawns as she settle son the Thorne and looks around.
Courinne glanced up from the seat she'd taken, and gave Trench a slow smile. Her paw reached into the pocket on her dress and withdrew a small twist of silver, which she started playing over her fingers with the ease of one who's done this many times. "Greetings," she returned, then cocked her head to the side. Such a curious being, he seemed, and she was itching to reach out and try to catch one of the black spheres orbiting around him, just to see what they were like.
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
Abaddon Woodmyrk stood up, hands placed upon the back of his head, and started to walk, nodding to Trench and to Ravina before he leaves.
[#] Abaddon Woodmyrk has left the Dark Realm.
[#] cloud swiftcat has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Snowwind has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench offers a polite bow of his head, in due respect, "I am Trench Wolfhound... Lord of this Realm. May I be of service to you?"
[#] Nyarlathotep has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Nyarlathotep.)
> Tall, sinister, and swarthy is the blasphemy Nyarlathotep. The beast is elegantly clad in a kneecoat of less-than-palatable colors: the gruesome hue of ash and mud, with matching trousers and boots. Despite looking fairly humanoid, his eyes give way to an indescribable realm of terror, and his left hand seems to be made of segmented bronze. In his wake, the screams of otherworldly nightmares tread, and all rest vanishes.
[#] A drunken shift is felt within the Realm.
Nyarlathotep manifest through a reak of nightmares and so forth.
Nyarlathotep: ...I sense that some other deity is present?
[#] cloud swiftcat has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Snowwind has left the Dark Realm.
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Trench quirks a brow as he looks to Nyar, questioningly, "What do you mean?"
Ellia A're yawns and leans back in her chair, arm on the side of her chair, looking at the creature that had just appeared. She raises an eyebrow to Trench "Whom might that be, Trench...?" she allows her thin tail to slowly wrap around her free arm...
Courinne lifted an eyebrow and considered his question, taking her time about it as she studied the little twist of silver she held. "Well, that depends on what kind of service you're talking about," she replied after a few moments of silence. She frowned at the little trinket she held, then gave it a strange look as she returned it to her pocket. She looked back up at Trench before she'd speak again, this time with a little chuckle. "No, nothing that I can think of for the moment, unless you'd like to relieve a little boredom."
Nyarlathotep: It is quite simple: something of darkness reaks within these halls. The creator of this place, I believe.
Trench looks over to Courinne, permitting Nyar to answer Ellia's question, "Boredom is rarely an issue for me, around this place... But, for you... What have you in mind, if anything?"
Nyarlathotep, thus, answers to the female's question. "...Nyarlathotep, the Black Man. You may call me Pharaoh."
Courinne chuckled softly again, and shook her head. "Anything, at this point. I'm tired of wandering, and I'm tired of-" She broke off speaking to turn and look at Nyar, eyebrow quirked again. Now there was a character to be curious about, but she had something else to do first.. It came to her suddenly that she'd been speaking to Trench, and she smiled a little apologetically. "My apologies, M'lord," she said, turning her attention back to him. Apparently what she'd been about to say was forgotten.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench waves a paw dismissively, "Think nothing of it.." However, he draws his attention to Nyar, as well, releasing his breath, "Ah, and you spoke of my father... Hrm. Sorry, I forget he's a 'deity'... To me, he's been mostly an annoyance... But, at least he doesn't give us too much trouble in being here, so I guess I owe him that..."
Ellia A're raises an eyebrow "Pharoah...?" Ellia chuckles and looks at Trench "Annoyance, Trench...? I never thought you would call him that..."
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Trench looks to Ellia, "More than you will ever know..."
Ellia A're laughs lightly and turns to look at the other two in the room, raising an eyebrow as she studies both of them.
Courinne seems to fade back to anonymity(sp) as the attention in the room shifts to Nyar, and she pulled out the little silver twist again to study the way the light played off of the various creases and turns in the metal. It was a well loved piece, that much was obvious, and she seemed fully tuned into it. Nevermind that it was merely a piece of metal with no properties at all, it was something that she never went anywhere without. She half tuned into the conversation as the light flickered in reflection to her toy.
[#] Katmandu has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Katmandu has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Katmandu has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Gryphyth has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench shrugs a bit, as he looks back to the pale lass amoung the seats, "At any rate, I am curious... To what is it you've found your way to my Realm for? If you don't mind my asking..."
Katmandu walks into the great hall and notices a different throne set up. She takes the side closest to the Master and low bow before him.
[#] Zeezeetop has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Ryl has entered the Dark Realm.
Courinne shrugged her shoulders unconsciously; the way someone who knew she was being spoken to but hadn't quite heard the question. "Mh?" she asked, finally tearing her gaze away from the silver bit she held. "Sorry?" Apparently, her attention wasn't the best, as already she'd been distracted twice within about five minutes. Either that or she hadn't understood the question. At any rate, he had her full attention, for the time being.
[#] Ravina has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Zeezeetop has left the Dark Realm.
Trench chuckles, but shakes his head a bit, "Ah, don't worry about it... Where do you come from?"
Nyarlathotep: I'm bored, quite simply.
Courinne had to think about that for a few minutes, then shook her head. "Everywhere," she replied, in a rather unhelpful way. "I'm not sure where I was born, and I couldn't tell you where I was last year. But I'm here now," she continued, looking almost hopeful.
[#] Den Fa has entered the Dark Realm.
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Trench quirks a brow, nodding a bit, "Indeed... So, you wander about aimlessly?"
Nyarlathotep: Some call it blasphemy, but my true goal is to spread to knowledge of uncommon technologies, sciences, and something people in other dimensions call electricity.
Katmandu looks at the young femme with some sympathy, having been in a similar situation herself before she found her home here.
[#] Daymus has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Gryphyth has left the Dark Realm.
Katmandu looks upon the male with concerned eyes as if at someone that is mad. Her small dark companion peers out from under the shelter of her white hair.
Courinne cocked her head to the side again, as if thinking, then nodded. "Pretty much," she replied, a little dry humour colouring her tone. "Sometimes I do things, other times I just walk. I walked for a long time before I came here," she commented to nobody in particular.
Trench looks to Nyar, skeptical, "Never heard of it..."
Zio stalks in... as best a stalk as she can manage with a broken leg. Regarding the room's occupants with an empty gaze, she takes a seat without a word of greeting. Lets just teg this over with for today..
Ellia A're: [you spelled get backwards]
[#] Tayn Razorwind has entered the Dark Realm.
Zio: { o-O; wo, neat, I did. xD }
Ellia A're: [I've spelled you backwards before, but never get]
Nyarlathotep: Perhaps I should demonstrate what it is. I would need to build a couple of things beforehand, however. Would you - in all curiosity - have a stream or waterfall flowing nearby?
Zio: { ^_~; ...Drat, afk for dinner. >_<; }
Den Fa: [Hrm..]
Den Fa: [HRM..]
Den Fa: [I've been gone for a week..]
Trench: (Welcome back?)
Tayn Razorwind: [I still never figured out what happened to the original Nyar and Strerosh shit... =(]
Den Fa: [Infact brb, need the bathroom.]
Trench quirks a brow as he looks to Nyar, "Have you not explored this Realm?"
Nyarlathotep: (Nyar is around.)
Den Fa: [Nyar isn't the same Nyar.]
Ellia A're: [you know, we don't need electricity...]
Nyarlathotep answers, bluntly, "No, I've not found the time, seeing I've been searching for you."
Trench: Ah... Well... Here I am. Yes, we have quite a few waterfall areas.
Ellia A're: [Den, welcome back, why have you been gone...?]
Nyarlathotep: (I could care less? Nyarlathotep is keen on demonstrating his superior intelligence.)
Ellia A're: [do it in Lerdia, those idiots would love it]
Nyarlathotep: (Do you really think someone of my caliber would even dare hang around there to do other than laugh?)
[#] Carrera Viper has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're: [Yes.]
Ellia A're: [I do, with different Alts..]
Den Fa: [Studies. keep my away.]
Nyarlathotep: ...Then, may I have permission to use it to construct what could become revolutionary?
[#] Dr. Rotten has left the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're: [damn you all and your little wings too...]
Trench quirks a brow, obviously skeptical, "Urm... I rather like my Realm as it is. Everything operates by my very whim... However, I'm not one against progress. You're welcome to introduce your invention, and we shall look it over, once constructed."
Carrera Viper enters the room, noticing all who had gathered, not rembering the last time she saw such a large group. Carrera would quietly take a seat to figure out what was happening.
Nyarlathotep: Before such, I must request loose affiliation...
Trench: Explain?
Courinne simply let herself grow quiet again, simply watching and listening to the conversation she was surrounded in. She leaned back a little and shifted, then turned to face everyone rather than straight ahead. Active interest showed on her face for the first time, and her ears flickered as she listened.
Nyarlathotep: There is nothing much to explain. If there is something that you need, then you call upon me, and I will... ATTEMPT to resolve the problem that may be beyond you armies' grasp.
Tayn Razorwind's massive form would rumble into the realm, simply walking with his heavy steps. Titanic body moving in through the doorway with claws unsheathed, he just likes them that way, oh yes.
Trench nods slightly, pondering the concept. "Indeed... Hm, I think this would seem most acceptable..."
Katmandu feels the tiny sharp claws of Kaji tickling the back of her neck and stifles a giggle by covering her mouth. She leans way over to see the additional newcomers, looking especially at Tayn with an impish smile.
[#] Arnold QuikStryke has left the Dark Realm.
Nyarlathotep: ...Good.
Den Fa: [Neopets!HRTHRT]
[#] Den Fa has left the Dark Realm.
[ Den Fa whispers, "Don't worry, I'm not into Neopets, it was to see who would respond. :-P" to you. ]
Tayn Razorwind notices Katmandu, a smirk growing wide over his lips as he shakes his head, that fast little kitty...
[ You whisper "I was worried..." to Den Fa. ]
[ Den Fa whispers, "lol" to you. ]
[ Den Fa whispers, "I take that as a positive reaction from you." to you. ]
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[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Katmandu is fleet of foot.
Trench looks over to Carrera, "Dear lass, how are our relations with the neighboring kingdoms?"
Nyarlathotep interjects. "It will be done in about half an hour.."
Trench nods to Nyar, approvingly.
Carrera Viper looks up to Trench. "I haven't been as buisy as I should, but if I had some names i could work more efficiently."
Nyarlathotep: There is one kingdom that might be worthy of your attention, shadowlyng.
Trench looks over to Nyar, "Aye? Go on..."
Nyarlathotep: ...I wouldn't call it a kingdom, however, infact. A small village in the middle of the forest.
Nyarlathotep: Tanglewood, I believe it is called.
Trench: You think we'd hold interest in a small villiage in the middle of nowhere?
Tayn Razorwind: It might be fun to ransack
Nyarlathotep: ...As he said.
Trench: (You must all excuse me a moment... My dinner doth call.)
[#] Nyarlathotep has left the Dark Realm.
[&] 8:08:47 PM Player Den Fa is online.
[#] Tayn Razorwind has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Den Fa has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Carrera Viper has left the Dark Realm.
[ Den Fa whispers, "Who is Ellia?" to you. ]
[&] (8:12:07 PM) Away mode set.
[#] A drunken shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Ryl has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Zio has left the Dark Realm.
[&] (8:27:55 PM) Active after 15 minutes.
[ You whisper "Urm... Read the posting on the Council forum?" to Den Fa. ]
[ Den Fa whispers, "Sure" to you. ]
[#] Nyarlathotep has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Nyarlathotep whispers, "Are you back?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Technically, but catching up on things, for a moment." to Nyarlathotep. ]
[#] Nyarlathotep has left the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[ Nyarlathotep whispers, "Whisper me when you're ready for the unveilment." to you. ]
[ Den Fa whispers, "I don't think I did.. Or have access to the council forum?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Oh, yeah... Technically, you're not a part of the Council. Ah, well. Gimme a second, I'll fix your access." to Den Fa. ]
[ Den Fa whispers, "Den Fa hugs?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "That should do it." to Den Fa. ]
[ Den Fa whispers, "Reading." to you. ]
[ Den Fa whispers, "I'll be a ghost and not post on it." to you. ]
[#] Courinne has left the Dark Realm.
[ Den Fa whispers, "Where am I asked to look at?" to you. ]
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[#] Nyarlathotep has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Den Fa whispers, "Are you asking me to be taking care of the spy network?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Where you see her name?" to Den Fa. ]
[ Den Fa whispers, "You miss whispered there." to you. ]
[ You whisper "No, I didn't. You asked about Ellia, and you asked where to find it..." to Den Fa. ]
[#] Carrera Viper has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Den Fa whispers, "Ah. Alright. Sorry. Abit slow. 2:30 am. Indeed time is always my excuse." to you. ]
[#] Katmandu has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Nyarlathotep has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Anubis Warlord of Creulty has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Den Fa whispers, "Hrm.. I'll work on that dream now.. o.o" to you. ]
[#] Nyarlathotep has entered the Dark Realm.
[*] Nyarlathotep requests permission to join your company. To accept the request, type `summon and press . To decline, type `decline and press
[*] Nyarlathotep joins you.
Nyarlathotep: (I'm bored. Are you?)
Trench: (I just finished reading what was going on while I was afk.)
Trench: (I run and operate a kingdom. I'm never bored.)
Nyarlathotep: (Even operating a kingdom can become bored, you know. Anyhow, ready for the unveiling?
Nyarlathotep: )
[#] Dr. Rotten has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Den Fa whispers, "How do you teleport to room 1 and 2 etc?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Teleport, Room1!" to Den Fa. ]
[ Den Fa whispers, "Danke" to you. ]
[ Carrera Viper whispers, "I managed to get a hold of the Tanglewood Forest mayor for a brief time." to you. ]
Trench: (Sure, why not. Where?)
[#] A tiring shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] A tiring shift is felt within the Realm.
[ You whisper "How is that going?" to Carrera Viper. ]
[ Den Fa whispers, "It doesn't get me inside though.. har har" to you. ]
Nyarlathotep: (I'll summon.)
[#] Arnold QuikStryke has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Den Fa whispers, "Haha I see why I couldn't get inside. ;-)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Aye." to Den Fa. ]
[*] Nyarlathotep asks you to join his / her company. To accept the request, type `join and press . To decline, type `decline and press
[*] Nyarlathotep summons you.
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Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
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[ Carrera Viper whispers, "she had to leave, but it seemed to go very well. there was one who objected, someone I haven't seen in a long time, maybe you know him Xarious." to you. ]
Nyarlathotep: Ah! You've come.
[ You whisper "Not familiar to me, but that doesn't mean much." to Carrera Viper. ]
[ Carrera Viper whispers, "although he was quickly shushed by the mayor." to you. ]
Trench offers a slight nod, "Was there any doubt?"
Nyarlathotep held a somewhat mechanical device within his hands, with a shining red button on it. "Never, never. Ready?"
Trench takes up a deep breath, "Ready when you are."
[ Carrera Viper whispers, "One last thing. The mayor was very offended when Xarious interjected since he was not a council member, perhaps we could us that to our advantage." to you. ]
Nyarlathotep proceed to placing his thumb upon the big red button. In mere moments, a metal construction illuminated itself upon the top of the waterfall. It was a set of coils, and numerous wheels which turned and turned. A screeching sound would preceed to invention's reving.
Nyarlathotep: (to the*)
Trench's ears fold to the back of his head at the noise. His eyes narrow and his winces a bit. He speaks up, "What is this thing?"
[ Den Fa whispers, "I neeed to make a new character.. differant from Den Fa." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Why?" to Den Fa. ]
Nyarlathotep gestures in a dismissive manner. "Do not worry." The coils would become blighted with shockwaves of electricity as the turning of the wheels would create static. In mere moments, electricity would flow through the coils of the construction. "All we need to do now is relate cables to this, instal some bulbs all over the caverns, and voila! light without fire."
[#] Cecil has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench blinks, very skeptically, "Without fire? A form of magic, then?"
[#] Cecil has left the Dark Realm.
[ Den Fa whispers, "Den is too... too Denish.. Because seriously I made him so everyone phears him.. but I think I'm going to make a pink ninja bunny.." to you. ]
Nyarlathotep: It isn't magic... see, the turning of the wheels creates static electricity. The coil, amplify this, and creates surges of energy called electricity. There is no magic used in this, mere physics.
Nyarlathotep: (the coils*)
Trench remains silent for a moment, watching the coils before responding, "Magic is caused by the transferance of energies, as well...."
Nyarlathotep: You could consider this magic. Many civilizations have called it that. But there are negatives about this energy.
[#] Tayn Razorwind has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: There are negatives about my magics, as well. Such is the nature of balance. But, what negativities do you speak of?
Nyarlathotep: Apparently, when presented with water of other metals, this energy surges, and literally cooks anything that touches the water or metal that it surged.
Nyarlathotep: or*
Nyarlathotep: ()
[#] Tayn Razorwind has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Ce-Aehd has entered the Dark Realm.
Nyarlathotep: Much like fire, electricity, burns.
Trench: Hrm, sounds like the magics of Mephisto, about this product...
Nyarlathotep: Mind that this energy isn't supposed to be presented to beings of this dimension until a further era.
Trench: How do you mean?
Nyarlathotep: You were supposed to discover it... I, gave it to you.
Trench: Ah, like the legendary fire thing... Hrm. No offense, but we've discovered magics long ago.
Nyarlathotep: This... isn't magic. Much like natural fire - made from rubbing two pieces of wood together - this isn't made with magic.
Nyarlathotep: This type of energy is something that you were supposed to discover in several thousands of years.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench rubs the top of his head a bit absently as he watches the machine, "Okay, wait... This is operated by the transferance of various energies, which are caused through a series of strange events. Used to cause certain reactions... I'm not certain I see the difference..."
Nyarlathotep: The paddles turn, create static electricity, the coils amplifies this by letting it surge through the metal, and it becomes a form of energy.
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
Trench: So... It's less convinient than magic? Seems like quite a process just to get a bit of energy...
[#] A peaceful shift is felt within the Realm.
Nyarlathotep: This river will provide you with this energy as long as it flows. There's nothing you have to do to keep it going, other than stop and clean the machine every year or so.
Ellia A're would silently float from nothingness, appearing as if forming out of the air behind her when she had just let down her shield of energy that kept her from being seen as she walks out over the water, her feet never touching it as she stands at Trench's side, looking at the male nearby "What is going on, Trench..?"
Nyarlathotep: ...Of course, a bigger river, more savagely flowing river will bring you more energy.
Trench looks to Ellia, pointing to a monsterous machine before him, within the falls, "Apparently, this lad's bringing about a form of magic he calls 'electricity'..."
Nyarlathotep: In the far future, magic will become non-existant, and only used by a handful of people which know the nefarious arts.
[#] Carrera Viper has left the Dark Realm.
Nyarlathotep: It is best that you exploit this energy beforehand this dissapearance.
Ellia A're rolls her eyes "I have seen it, Trench, trust me - it isen't worth our time..." She raises a brow at the man "Well, should you ever return to the future, you may tell them all you have seen, but we need not your technology, it only complicates things..."
Nyarlathotep raises an eyebrow, "Where've you seen this?"
Ellia A're smiles "The same place you did, sir, the future.. You may not believe, but I have seen through the millenia to where your inventions are common, and I did not find them appealing, they just enhanced the number of ways one's kingdom could fall apart.."
Nyarlathotep: (I doubt Ellia has seen this done before.)
Ellia A're: [Never doubt, as it leads you to being upset when you are proven wrong]
[#] Adrien Ravenloch has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Nyarlathotep whispers, "I'm disliking this. She's fucking things up by inventing stuff that never happened." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Seriously, you can't expect to tell what others have gone through. It's like me saying you couldn't have possibly discovered this as you had." to Nyarlathotep. ]
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[ Nyarlathotep whispers, "Well, no, see... she said earlier, OOCly, that we didn't need this. Now she's inventing things so that this doesn't happen ICly." to you. ]
[ Nyarlathotep whispers, "I'm disliking that." to you. ]
[ You whisper "Well, in this situation, I usually adapt and overcome. I find it more effective than complaining OOCly about such things. That's just me, though." to Nyarlathotep. ]
[ Nyarlathotep whispers, "True. Although I believe that this is disrupting everything I had planned - this untrue interjection." to you. ]
Nyarlathotep: Apparently, you've not seen far enough, miss...
Ellia A're: Yes I have, sir. Far enough to know that when your new power source appears, people become complacent, and are easily eliminated due to their reliance upon it.
Nyarlathotep: ...The kingdom - or country, in that era - with the highest level of technology, has the upper hand. The kingdom, in this era, that has an utterly powerful sword of mass destruction, has the upper hand.
Nyarlathotep: You are reliant on magic.
Nyarlathotep: ...Yet, do not want people to become reliant on electricity? That's quite pathetic reasoning.
Ellia A're: Magic does not cook our foods for us, nor does it hunt for us. It does not solve our physical labor with a touch of a button..
Nyarlathotep: ...This doesn't change the way you search your food, mind that. I've not seen electricity beings used to hunt down things.
Trench seems most obviously lost in the conversation.
Nyarlathotep: It changes the way you live, renders it easier. You don't have to rub two pieces of wood together to create heat, you merely flip a switch or shift a lever.
Ellia A're: Sir, allow me to underline the meaning for you... We have no need of your technology, and had My Lord Trench seen what I have, he would agree....
Nyarlathotep: Speak for yourself, miss.
Nyarlathotep: 'We' implies all this kingdom.
[#] Den Fa has left the Dark Realm.
Nyarlathotep: (You're invention and concocting things to render this useless ICly because of you're OOC opinion on this. And I'm finding it quite pathetic, to say the least.)
Nyarlathotep: (inventing*)
Ellia A're gently rubs her forhead "That is my job, Sir..." She shakes her head and crosses her arms over her chest "... and I am quite confidant that we do not need anything you would like us to take from you, but you may get better results with those weaker and much lazier kingdoms such as Rhuddlan or Lerdia..."
Nyarlathotep: ...I'm finding you quite useless in this decision. Let your lord decide if you should keep this or not.
Ellia A're: [Nyarl, this is an ancient-times dream. I really don't give a damn what you feel, electricity is not needed.]
[&] (9:21:22 PM) Away mode set.
Ellia A're: Whatever your findings tell you, they do not bother me at all. My lord, don't take this personally Trench, is ignorant of this technologies time therefor he does not know the dangers such technology can bring.
Ellia A're: technology's*]
Nyarlathotep: Trench... are you realizing that this female is insulting you?
Nyarlathotep: Decision? I have a few minutes left before I must go resolve some problem with an intradimensional clan.
[&] (9:23:38 PM) Active after 2 minutes.
Trench looks between the two for a moment, a bit of a smirk, "She is not speaking in the most civil tongue, that is true... But, her words are also truthful, as well.. And that must be viewed. At least, about my knowledge of this thing. Still..." He looks at the machine, in ponderment...
Nyarlathotep notes the clock ticks - tick, tick, tick.
[#] Adrien Ravenloch has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: Here is what I propose... You place this device in, but not here... There are other areas for such things, this is something of my sanctuary. Still, I will give you an area of which to build and present your case more clearly. Until we form conclusions on such things, I wish it to be confined to the said area...
Nyarlathotep: Show me this area.
Nyarlathotep: On second thought... show me this tomorrow.
Trench: How much room do you need?
Nyarlathotep: A large room where there is flowing water.
Trench: Alright, I'll have a spot...
Nyarlathotep: (Last posts?)
Trench: (That'll do.)
Nyarlathotep: (Ellia?)
Ellia A're: [I don't have anything to post at the moment]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Nyarlathotep dissapears in a mere instant, and so does the ominous machine.
[#] Nyarlathotep has left the Dark Realm.
Trench takes in a deep sigh.
Ellia A're rubs her forhead vigorously "Trench, sometime I will have to show you a glimpse of the future..." She blinks rapidly as if she was disorientated and leans on him "Damn... dizzy.."
Trench holds you a bit, keeping you steady, "Are you alright?"
Ellia A're shakes her head and falls, grabbing his arms to keep from getting dunked "No, I'm not... I've used up my energy, fatigue and lack of ability to stay up at the moment are imminent, could you put me on the ground..? I really hate being in water when I don't want to be..."
Trench reaches down, pulling upon your legs to lift you into his arms. He moves slowly to the land, lowering you slowly unto the ground.
Ellia A're shakes her head and sits up "Damn, damn damn... I'm too tired..." she stifles a yawn and leans into Trench, resting her head a gainst his chest "... Its so annoying, a full day of using my energy and I forgot to ration it while I was arguing with that annoying male, using up too much energy... I should have realized when I started getting a migrane.."
Trench sighs softly, "I hadn't realized you had such a reserve.." His paw strokes idly through your hair as he continues, "I wish there was something I could do for you..."
[#] Carrera Viper has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Carrera Viper has left the Dark Realm.
* Current players: Dark Realm, Mykeal, Vision, Ellia A're, Trench, Arnold QuikStryke, Ce-Aehd, Daymus, Anubis Warlord of Creulty, Dr. Rotten.
* 10 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2845 total players online. Uptime 15 days 19:28
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 2846
(You see Anubis Warlord of Creulty.)
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Ellia A're shrugs her shoulders "Bah, its usually full, but when I get angry I burn up more energy than I naturally regain..."
Trench: I hadn't realized... Heh, you must go through alot of energy...
Ellia A're: Not really.. I hardly ever get angry, Trench
[#] Evil Incarnate has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench chuckles, nodding a bit as he looks you over, "You going to be alright?"
(You see Evil Incarnate.)
> Golden optics peer from a slender, rodent-like visage. Ears were sweapt against his skull, streamlined for flight, right most ear pierced by two onyx hoops. Indigo hair broke the monotony of the night-dark, downy fur that covered all of his six foot frame. Musculature was slight: what little he had was toned to wiry perfection. Arms were on the long side, tridigit paws accompanied by long bones from which a leathery membrane spread. Membrane was attached at slight hips covered in a ebony skirt.
Ellia A're: Yah, I just need a good long nap, or something refreshing...
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Trench nods slightly, thinking on the subject, "Something refreshing...?"
Ellia A're shrugs and holds hom closer to her "Just let me rest for a bit.."
Trench nods, looking around a bit, "Here?"
[#] Evil Incarnate has left the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're: I would prefer a nice, soft, bed, but this works...
[#] Daymus has left the Dark Realm.
Trench chuckles, but nods, raising his paw, holding you close to him as he teleports...
Trench: Teleport, room1!
[#] A tiring shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
Trench: Teleport, master!
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
Trench moves to the bed, laying you gently upon..
[#] Ravina has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're yawns and curls up on her side in the bed, opening one eye and grabbing a pillow to wrap herself around it. "mmmm, this is better..."
[#] Clifton Chenier has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench nods slightly as he stands, "Will you be alright, then?"
Ellia A're murrs lightly "Yes, I will..."
Trench hesitates, but nods, "Alright, then... So you're to rest, then?"
Ellia A're smiles and raises an arm "Either go or get into bed with me, either way I'm sleeping"
Trench chuckles, but nods, leaning forward to kiss you softly before walking out, "Until next time, then..."
[#] murachi keyscythe wielder has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Ellia A're has left the Dark Realm.
[#] murachi keyscythe wielder has left the Dark Realm.
[#] sullygirl has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] sullygirl has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Mykeal has left the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] Ce-Aehd has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Ravina has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Isis Jewel has entered the Dark Realm.
[&] (10:02:51 PM) Away mode set.
[&] (10:03:15 PM) Active after 0 minutes.
[ Vision whispers, "Vision's thoughts permeate the air around your head, whether you accept them is up to you, they are not insistant but hover, bidding an audience." to you. ]
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[*] Vision joins you.
[&] 10:05:34 PM Player Alizon is online.
Vision appears suddenly by your side, "Thank you for accepting my company. I have been busy today, talking to a few residents of your realm. I had heard there was unrest but was hard pressed to find any."
Trench chuckles, but shakes his head a bit, "Vision, you know you're always welcome in my company. It's been far too long since we've really met... Aye, well, unrest to say the least... It's not completely out there, yet, but I can already see it rising."
[#] Katalin Jacobes has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Katalin Jacobes.)
> Wanna be my friend. If so, say "Yo, Jo de do. Mala me core A, with donutes" Alright? Thanks a lot. :-)
[#] Katalin Jacobes has left the Dark Realm.
Vision pats the table in front of her as she takes a seat and shifts around until she is comfortable. "Hasn't there always been unrest. I remember the days of Kalon. It was quite a fright at that time, as I recall. Seems oddly at peace to me. Last we talked we spoke of my residing here, becoming part of the community. I have not met any that made me uneasy yet. Some barely speak but that is shyness most likely..." Her dark eyes dart about and come to rest on you. "Last we met you told me you were not looking for a mate and yet one sits with you that seems strikingly so. They say femmes are quick to change their minds. I would guess males are too."
Trench rubs the back of his head, a bit embarressed at the situation. He nods a bit, "Aye, well... I certainly didn't intend such..." He shrugs a bit, "She's an attractive, and rather seductive, I must admit, but there isn't much by the way of emotion, there. Still, it may be alright to bring a Queen about... Problem is, there's been a few that have expessed interest since Ellia has arrived. I haven't told her such, but..."
[ Sabrina Dragon whispers, "ello" to you. ]
[#] Sabrina Dragon has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Sabrina Dragon. ]
* Current players: Dark Realm, Dr. Rotten, Isis Jewel, Clifton Chenier, Trench, Arnold QuikStryke, Anubis Warlord of Creulty, Vision, Sabrina Dragon.
* 9 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2897 total players online. Uptime 15 days 20:08
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 2912
(You see Isis Jewel.)
> Supple form entwined with dancer's grace. Overly long tail and large ears glint with golden rings, shinning against her gray stripped fur. Scant clothing is done in white silk, ankle length skit slit up either leg to the last blue-hemmed stitch. The fabric does nearly nothing for modesty, being transparent as morning mists. Polished steel glitters in a multitude of large bracelets around her right arm, and in a khopesh slung over her left shoulder. bmp:w^a^c^co3/Dusk2Dawn/Isis
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[ Sabrina Dragon whispers, "nothing much.. though i'll be bored cause currently i can be in Ravina's room when she's not there.. or be by her side when she is.. cause uh.. that whole war thing and i havent seen her yet to hear otherwise... so i'm just.. O.o interesting.. and yourself?" to you. ]
Vision chuckles at your uneasiness, "You don't think she has figured that one out yet? Since I can recall there have always been seekers of power that thought to do well for themselves by your side. I think a few have also loved you, but love alone will not get you through the rough times that you have. It is hard to remain intensely aware of another when they disappear for long periods of time. I know, I have a similar problem. But had I known you were searching for a female counterpart... mate or not, I might have thrown my hat in the ring. But there is that contract and that seems so much more fun to me than.... duties and such.
[ You whisper "" to Sabrina Dragon. ]
[ Sabrina Dragon whispers, "XD yes that sounds like her.. i'm just itchin to rp.. if you weren't busy i'd say you come nab her out of Ravina's room.. he he" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Sabrina Dragon. ]
[#] Adrien Ravenloch has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Sabrina Dragon whispers, "perhaps when you're done.. heh" to you. ]
Trench chuckles, shaking his head a bit, "I hadn't thought of it, either... Though, truth be told, it's up to the Council as to what's finally decided. And some don't much care for the lass, so it's still uncertain. And, she's not the only one interested, so the other options must be equally considered. As of the contract... Mmm, yes, believe me, I've not forgotten such a thing. I take it you're still not quite ready to give in on it, eh?"
[ You whisper "" to Sabrina Dragon. ]
[#] Drucilla 280 has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Drucilla 280.)
> You see are dark figure moving by. She is dressed in all black . Her eyes tell you she is sly and and mysterious. She has a strong but sexy build. She has a sword hanging at her belt and knives hidden all around her ankles and legs. She will kill you if you anger her. [Vampire] [Looking for a mate] [Straight]
[ Sabrina Dragon whispers, "offically i'm a servant type.. but i'm sure if the lord of the realm asked for something.. i couldnt very well refuse.. but i'll tell you oocly there is one sexual thing i do not rp.. and that is sucking someone off.. this is because a long time ago i had too many people asking me to rp it too often.. and i got sick of it.." to you. ]
[ You whisper "That's just strange..." to Sabrina Dragon. ]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Vision tries to give a dead pan expression but the edges of her mouth curl dangerously. "Give in? I think not.... I would consider myself to be ahead in points if such a thing could be counted. On moral grounds alone, that attack you surprised me with was a reason to end and declare myself winner..." Her eyes flash with inner light, "Are you telling me that the council will vote on who you will take as mate? Is this the way you have done it in the past? It seems so.... well, I can't think of the word but not romantic, and that's a fact."
[ Sabrina Dragon whispers, "yes it is... but... its how i operate.. my thing is if one doesnt agree with it they can rp it elsewhere.. after all.. since so many in furc are willing TO rp it.. why should they hate the one that doesnt?" to you. ]
Trench rolls his eyes, "That was hardly an attack... Ah, you'd have been fine... I really think you over reacted to such an event, but I can overlook that instance. The situation of that time is no longer an issue, anyway. As of the Council, well... There never has been a Queen to this Realm, before... But, how can I expect the residents of this Realm to follow under a lass if my Council can't even agree on her?"
[ You whisper "No, I meant it was so strange that so many asked for such a thing... I think I've had that RPed once... Maybe twice in all my years of RP..." to Sabrina Dragon. ]
[ Sabrina Dragon whispers, "unfortunately i was rping with several people that were male and younger than me... they were great rpers! but.... *sigh* i just think there can be so much to a story than yiff... " to you. ]
[ You whisper "It's been so long since I've yiffed anything..." to Sabrina Dragon. ]
Vision bites her bottom lip, still smiling... "If there is any overlooking to do, it will be on my part and only because I like the game. It shouldn't be over so fast because you grew too impatient and tried to force what you could have had with ease and the right approach." Vision frowns then, "Can there be a Queen that you feel passionately about? What does the council require from a femme, anyway? You have the most to lose if you can't chose one that satisfies you above all else."
[ Sabrina Dragon whispers, "cool.. thats why i like the realm cause you have intelligent rp without all the constant yiffing" to you. ]
[#] The Obsidian Judge has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench shrugs, "My goal is the Realm. If it's good for those within the Realm, it'll please me. Now, beyond that? My own personal desires? They come secondary, but yes, that would be nice, as well. I could have great influence of the Council, if I chose. I think the big problem most have with this lass is that she's just a new furre to the Realm and instantly requests power..."
[ You whisper "Heh, we try." to Sabrina Dragon. ]
[#] Dr. Rotten has left the Dark Realm.
Vision smirks, "She told me that you foisted it upon her, insisted that she sit with you on the throne. She does not seem like a power monger to me. Though she is not coming across as exactly genuine either."
[ Sabrina Dragon whispers, "*grins* aye.. and you do so well at it" to you. ]
Trench quirks a brow curiously, "Well, I suppose it's true that I told her to sit at the throne, but that's because she wanted to be Queen of the Realm... If that's so, I figured she should learn the role..."
[ You whisper "Well, some of us... There are others that aren't quite as successful..." to Sabrina Dragon. ]
[ Sabrina Dragon whispers, "true" to you. ]
Vision chuckles, "Wanting to be Queen and being Queen are different. You need the support of others and if you get ahead of yourself you risk alienating and offending others. Less than a week.... the mind boggles." She looks into your lap, then lets her dark eyes wander slowly up your torso. "You haven't changed much. But you are a busy one, I imagine she pounced and you liked the approach. That last time, I tried to keep it playful. If it were turned around, I would guess you would have some playfulness too. Slavery is represented by many to be grim. I hope I haven't frightened you somehow.
Trench chuckles, his own gaze looking equally upon your own body, "Aye, that may be a bit of it... I do keep so busy, one that can break through my schedule and gets right to the point... Guess I just don't have the time to play too much, anymore. As of slavery, you should know that I think better of such things. How could I, as any kind of slaver, think of slavery as a grim fate? Heh, it'd take alot more for me to be intimidated or frightened than what you've done."
[#] Clifton Chenier has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Micheru has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Drucilla 280 has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "What kind of tasks does Ravina have you preform?" to Sabrina Dragon. ]
[ Sabrina Dragon whispers, "fetch this.. fetch that.. snuggle... be by her... bathe her... basic things" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Yeah, same things I tend to use my slaves for, for the most part..." to Sabrina Dragon. ]
[#] Hexadrecsle has entered the Dark Realm.
Vision smiles with satisfaction and reaches across to pat one of your paws if it is on the table, if not then under the table to pat your knee gently. "Good, good... I am in a quandry as to what to do. I see two tempting and ripe fruits," she winks. "One is a royal position among many that I do not know but some I do... surprisingly. The other is a game that has a lot of challenge but no where is there a drawback I can see. I have weilded unshared power but in reality I only wielded it with the permission of my flock. I can see your dilemna. Taking a mate was the biggest factor in leaving my old home. It would not work there and when I left, my home fell apart. It is struggling but will never be what is was without me or someone like me."
(You see Hexadrecsle.)
> Tendrils of thin azure locks crowned dart shaped crania whilst smoke hued shards held contrast against ebon fur. Large saffron eyes peered from thier slitted sockets, a twisted smirk ever present. Form was clad within plated armor of the finest make, color coded red, obsidian, and faded greys; as if to represent a uniform of sorts. Cloak of deep vermilion was draped about body, a silver broach holding it in place. Various weaponry concealed 'neath the shadows of his attire, longsword upon his spine.
[#] The Obsidian Judge has left the Dark Realm.
[ Micheru whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Micheru. ]
[ Micheru whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Micheru. ]
[ Micheru whispers, "I dunno, I was looking for someone." to you. ]
[ Micheru whispers, "wrong person" to you. ]
[#] An ingenious shift is felt within the Realm.
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[#] Pyro13 has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench nods slightly, his paw reaches for your own, holding yours within his. He offers a soft smile of approval before replying, "Mm, on one hand, to suggest you being as my equal, at my side, would cause me even more problems than I already have... At the same time, it could put us as equals... On the other hand..." He offers a slight smirk, "If you attempted the other, then once you finally end up failing, you'd be my slave."
[#] Micheru has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Rashida Josana has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Rashida Josana.)
> you see her walk by,her eyes a glow wearing a black hooded cape that billows around her feet and purple thigh-high boots cover her black pants . Her hair curls just below her shoulders in a dark winter purple .Just a little kitten minding her own way, she smiles at you and you catch a glimps of fang ,
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Vision chuckles, "Although I could think of worse fates as being a slave to a competant Master.... I would imagine there would be times that it would be hard to tell who won the wager, Trench... even when alone together, maybe especially then." She places her other paw over yours and presses firmly, looking intently upon your joined paws. "How would it be more trouble? Micheru, Jahana, Katmandu, Cotys is gone but I count her as a friend of sorts. I would imagine there would be no loud speaking out if there were reservations but a watch upon my person and behavior. That would not displease me, I like to be noticed."
Trench chuckles as he leans back, his paw stroking softly into your own, "You had said Jahana didn't much care for you awhile back... There's also Alykia, but she's Micheru's mate... Perhaps you're right.. Perhaps you could easily gain position. As of who would be slave, and who would be Master... Well, if you were to win, I'd be almost disappointed if I couldn't tell the difference. Still, I can certainly see your point."
[#] Hexadrecsle has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Pyro13 has left the Dark Realm.
Vision raises a brow, "I thought you knew certain things about me. I am a domme of course. I could not have otherwise gathered the community of slaves that I did. I have a submissive side as well. I am not a true domme but much of the time I am. It makes for a more interesting relationship that way. Things can become tiresome if they are always the same..." She nods at Alykia's name, recognizing it. "As far as I know I am on good terms with all these that I have mentioned. If not let me know what the issue is."
[#] Rashida Josana has left the Dark Realm.
Vision smirks, "And two ripe fruits are better than one, I may not have to decide but if I had to, it would be with the game. Intrigue is fine but I am not here to cause trouble."
Trench shrugs, "I don't really know how you stand with each... Perhaps you are on good terms..." He smirks a bit, "And that's why I've always sought you... I've always felt the similarities between us, as I feel the same. I am dominant in nearly all I do... But, it's not all that I am. But, I must say, if you went merely with the game, that's not to say such a thing couldn't cause it's own fair share of trouble, if I would end up with a different Queen..."
[#] Link Tanner has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Link Tanner.)
> He is tall and very broad, with a well muscled build. His hair is black and kept cropped very short, while his eyes burn blue with restrained PsyPower. He has a somewhat handsome, if brutal face, with a large, thick chin. He dresses in a Steel Blue uniform modeled after certain military uniforms. Armored shoulder plates, armored boots and a long cape complete the outfit. around his leather belt is hung a large broadsword, as well as a dirke on his side. [Psycho-Power: telekensis, telepathy, limited
Vision snickers, her white teeth flash momentarily, "As I recall we signed that document when you were still mated to Jahana. It is secret that none will know, if may never be decided but the game is the important thing... not the ending of it. A journey is not a point to point proposition but travelling over many different terrains."
[#] Ambassador D'Rhuddlan has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench leans forward a bit, his eyes looking intently to your own as he responds, "Aye... But even the journey could be hindered by one that claims mateship... Having a mate is one thing, especially if it is as unofficial as things between Jahana and I were... But, when there is a business position that binds... Well, it could change things. Could hinder a bit of time... Maybe not. Hard to tell. I hope not."
(You see Ambassador D'Rhuddlan.)
> This is the Ambassador of Castle Rhuddlan. He travels from world to world representing his Lord's interests. Holding great power in his people's government, and is not to be taken lightly. [Sensitive about his height]
* Current players: Dark Realm, Sabrina Dragon, Isis Jewel, Adrien Ravenloch, Trench, Arnold QuikStryke, Anubis Warlord of Creulty, Vision, Link Tanner, Ambassador D'Rhuddlan.
* 10 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2787 total players online. Uptime 15 days 21:05
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 2924
[ You whisper "" to Ambassador D'Rhuddlan. ]
[ Ambassador D'Rhuddlan whispers, "Indeed you may! The Lord Rhuddlan is being attacked by traitorous allies at this very moment! They have taken him by surprise in his throne room, and are near to destroying his forces" to you. ]
Trench's eyes widen quickly, and without word, his form fades into the shadows.
* You've discovered Imaginarium. Play here follows the Consent Rule. As it's more of a back-stage area, feel free to discuss in-character, "IC", action and upload roleplay-oriented Dreams. The Imaginarium has entrances to two additional main areas suited for roleplaying, Theriopolis and Goldwyn. Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream. (Dream by Sidereal, Talzhemir and Emerald Flame)
[*] Your request has been sent to Rhuddlan.
[*] Rhuddlan has accepted your request.
[*] Rhuddlan summons you.
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 2092)
[#] Welcome to Castle Rhuddlan. Visit http://www.freewebs.com/rhuddlan/ for rules, jobs, etc.
(You see Shadow-StrykerXX.)
> Life; (lie-fe) To be living, To have life. S H A D O W furc://castlerhuddlan > < http://www.freewebs.com/shadowsrping/index.htm Read first!>
* Current players: Rhuddlan, Dyvardrian, Roselani, Wylth'Anon, Trench, Shadow-StrykerXX, Bul-Kathos, Kairiey Mathers, Morgan The Adventurer, Morgaris Drak'Thul, Gorgin, Siriaki Marakas, Duke Silverwing.
* 13 players in the dream of Castle Rhuddlan.
* 2792 total players online. Uptime 15 days 21:08
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 2924
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with micher! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
(You see Morgaris Drak'Thul.)
> He stands At 7'8" even as he is hunched over. His teeth are the size of daggers and drip with saliva, making it impossible to close his mouth. The only things that are remotely weapons are his enormous teeth and claws. His fur is tattered aswell as ripped in spots and grey. His entire body is riddled with scars. His eyes glow white with blind hatred.His fists are the size of hams and his arms nearly the size of tree trunks as veins pop out of them. [Werewolf][Warrior Red Blades Squad in Havichon Army
[ You whisper "" to Rhuddlan. ]
[ Rhuddlan whispers, "Locked out? I'll send someone to open the door." to you. ]
(You see Dyvardrian.)
> A bizarre creature, mainly feline with touches of dragon and avian. Her plush fur is half white, half orange, marked by bold black stripes. Miniature bat wings are folded across her back, while a serpentine tail lashes near her paws. Feathers trace the back of her arms, legs, and wings, while her onyx hair is almost featherlike. Bits of black leather armor grace her form atop her simple attire, mainly down her left arm and on her right hand. Pale blue eyes grace the crowd as she slowly slips away.
Trench barges into the room, taking in quick stock of those within, Dark Sword held out before him, fangs shown as his eagerness for a kill shows.
Morgan The Adventurer Doges the attacks "oh oh" he then trows the remains of his stick at Gorgin
Bul-Kathos charges toward rhuddlan leaping in the air all three weapons still drawn he would then try to drop kick rhuddlan in the face to knock him out
Roselani sits down and pouts as her attack was totally ignored, damnit.
[ Vision whispers, "Vision sighs, "I wish to pursue training as a healer and Mage. A position such as the one by your side could benefit me greatly but much good fortune has come my way by accident alone. I will reside here if it is your will to allow me, visiting my other homes at will." She watches as you fade and calls out mentally, ~I hope you are not in trouble if so, call for me. I might be able to help.~" to you. ]
Dyvardrian assesses the situation, deciding that of all of them, Morgan is the one who likely needs the most help. With her injured arm tucked back out of the way, she takes a running jump at Gorgin, her rather long dagger flickering in the light.
Wylth'Anon, in her youth, expected to sever those hands, and planned on it. Unfortunately, the hands did not get removed and she miscalculates the distance between her and the minotaur. Being faster than he, she is able to move but still is hit in the shoulder. She leaps back, toes brushing the floor as she's in mid flight, it takes only moments to come back.. Her teeth bare, seeing Trench. She snarls, and moves around the post behind her, circling behind Trench and the Mino.
Gorgin still charging morgan throws all of his weight into a diagonal slash a bit phased by the stick but still continues with his attack
Trench's shadows draw to him as he moves, seeing Rhuddlan, his sword moves forward, thrusting at Bul's back as he strikes at Rhuddlan, hoping to pierce to the chest.
(You see Bul-Kathos.)
> Set before you is a form with muscles almost chisseled from stone. On it's hands are set gauntlets, a 2 and a half foot long retractable blade lie in rest inside of them. On his hips are two mythril blade, that clink at every footfall. On his right hand there is a ring with a Barbarian tribal symbol meaning Strength. His height, an astounding 7'10. This man is a barbarian. In his eyes burn a rage, even hell hath no fury like he.[25 IC][Havichon Army Leader]
(You see Gorgin.)
> Through the crowd there is a large figure that stands out. His height is a towering 14 feet and his weight at a ghastly 3 tonnes. On his hip is a large warhammer, on the other side a large battle axe. His horns curl down from his head in a demonic manner as in his snout is a bullring. A demonic smile played across this primitive things lips. The clothing is that of the states of tattered rags.[R.B Havichon Army]
(You see Siriaki Marakas.)
> A montrous minotaur standing at a height of fourteen foot six.There are many scars on his face but the most noticable is the one on his left cheek that streches from his eye to his mouth. The room shakes as he enters, strapped to his side is a four hundred pound warhammer. His clothes are very baggy and black. He wore a red leather belt that held up his pants. He wore steel spiked gauntlets on his knuckes and has pure black eyes.[IC 22][Minotaur]
(You see Bul-Kathos.)
> Set before you is a form with muscles almost chisseled from stone. On it's hands are set gauntlets, a 2 and a half foot long retractable blade lie in rest inside of them. On his hips are two mythril blade, that clink at every footfall. On his right hand there is a ring with a Barbarian tribal symbol meaning Strength. His height, an astounding 7'10. This man is a barbarian. In his eyes burn a rage, even hell hath no fury like he.[25 IC][Havichon Army Leader]
[ You whisper "." to Vision. ]
[*] Your request has been sent to Vision.
[ Wylth'Anon whispers, "Wylth'Anon sends out a feeling to Trench, an emotion. It's a question, ensuring she is killing the right persons: Siriaki Marakas." to you. ]
[*] Vision has accepted your request.
[*] Vision joins you.
[ You whisper "" to Vision. ]
Siriaki Marakas snarled at the furre and roared. He the ran up to her and attempted to punch her in the temple with his heavy steel gauntlets.
Morgan The Adventurer desdids that the destraction would be enouth and upper cuts gorgin in the jaw.
Rhuddlan does not jump back, as one might expect, but lunges forward, sliding under the kick and slashing his sword out viciously at Bul's other leg, in a stroke designed to hew flesh and bone alike.
[ Vision whispers, "~I will prepare myself in transit.~" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Trench is uncertain, but returns the send with assurance. If he's wrong, he'll take the blame." to Wylth'Anon. ]
Gorgin realising that trench had come to rhuddlans aid, and that there was no time to dodge the blade it peirces through his back and out through his chest, his leg was also severed from the slash that rhuddlan had devilvered just seconds ago
[ Wylth'Anon whispers, "Wylth'Anon does not return anything, instead, moves forward with her actions. " to you. ]
Gorgin: [shit srry wrong window]
Morgan The Adventurer: [lol, thats ok]
Trench places the post at the appropriate place.
Dyvardrian: [LOL. >.>; That's real special. I attacked Gorgin. Don't forget.]
Rhuddlan: [Gorgin is an alt? That's rather cheap.]
Bul-Kathos: [so its not like i double teamed you with both my people]
Morgan The Adventurer: [it dosent matter, more fun]
[ Vision whispers, " ~I am in the throne area. Where are you?~" to you. ]
Trench places his other paw upon the bottom part of his blade, pushing up on it, pulling down on the hilt, forcing the blade upward, attempting to slice the furre halfway up.
[ You whisper "" to Vision. ]
[ Vision whispers, "[damn I see frozen here.... I might have to reconnect]" to you. ]
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with rhuddlan! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Wylth'Anon wonders why anyone would punch with half severed wrists? She lets the minotaur come at her again, and waits, again. Bait and trap, bait and trap. As the mino tries to punch she does a weave and lets the giant fist whirl past her while her blades do a quick jab at his knees, aiming to ensure they are inoperable any further. As with all moves she is light on the toes and heels, weight never staying in one place more than once. She is 'somewhat' boxing right now, but her hands are blades.
Gorgin dased that his leader and friend had just been cut up into peices he had gone completly insane the only thing that had hept him from slaughtering rhuddlan's men the first time he had came was bul and now it was their turn for their fate would be the same as his leaders, not caring that dyvardrian had attacked him he swung a massive had at morgan and then with little control using his other hand swing the battle axe at him
(You see Vision.)
> Ebon curls cascade over a dark-furred, femininely curved back from which feathered wings sprout. Jet black eyes gaze with frigidity or heated passion, as they study friend and foe. Long flowing skirt is encircled with silver embroided belt and hem, split up the sides. Animal designs seem to change with light and also adorn the cups of the halter she wears. [tailblade] http://visionchen.cjb.net/
Wylth'Anon: (Disconnected.)
Rhuddlan: [Sorry, DCed]
Siriaki Marakas: [sorry something fucked up]
Rhuddlan: [Must have been on their end]
[#] The Soldier Dyvardrian has arrived
Siriaki Marakas: [sorry i disconnected]
Dyvardrian: [Damn disconnection. Did anyone respond?]
Trench: (Someone did.)
Bul-Kathos lifeless all he could do was accept his fate he had died in combat and it was fitting for a soldier he let out a shrill scream as his body was defiled by trenches blade and lie there accepting his eternal fate
[#] The Grand Advisor Roselani has arrived
Morgan The Adventurer jumps back getting slashed across his chest, and lands on a pice of his stick causing him to fall onto his back
Dyvardrian: [Did Gorgin do anything? >.>;;;]
Trench: (Yes.)
Bul-Kathos: [not about you]
Dyvardrian: [Ok o.o;]
Rhuddlan reads his logs[]
Trench: (I thought he did?)
Vision's dark eyes glance around, she's not seen many of these furres. It didn't take long to see there was violence, she retreats to a corner to keep her back protected.
Bul-Kathos: [nope he only attacked morgan]
Wylth'Anon wonders why anyone would want to punch with half severed hands, but even so, her frail body could not take such a punch. She weaves like a boxer, and sends out her own kind of punches- with blades! She jabs the two blades in quit jotting motion to pierce the mino's knees, aiming to make them inoperable.
Wylth'Anon: (Moving my avatar over here so I can see the other action.)
Siriaki Marakas: [k
Siriaki Marakas: ]
Wylth'Anon: (Quit=quick)
Dyvardrian attempts to drive her dagger into Gorgin's spine, with the idea of paralyzing him in mind.
Rhuddlan: [Gorgin realising that trench had come to rhuddlans aid, and that there was no time to dodge the blade it peirces through his back and out through his chest, his leg was also severed from the slash that rhuddlan had devilvered just seconds ago] -Methinks that was supposed to be Bul's post.
Trench growls lowly as he tosses his blade to the side. Maybe it was rage, maybe something else... He tosses his sword off to the side, lunging towards the falling body. His claws draw out, his thick boots placing at the top of Bul's neck. His claws grip at the body's head, the other claw slicing across the neck, attempting to pull the head off.
Siriaki Marakas jumped high into the air in order to avoid the blades to the knees. He tried to land on top of her resulting in no more problem if succesful.
Gorgin had gone completly insane the only thing that he had on his mind was making the others pay for sending his only friend on he had now reverted to his primitive state of thinking and agin use the same two attacks but his fist would be sent at dyvardrian as an instinctive blow and the other would swing the battle axe at morgn once again
Dyvardrian: [So what does Dyv's dagger attack do? o.o;]
Morgan The Adventurer rolls over, doging the axe, and gets up "your starting to make me mad" jumps forward and punches Gorgin, aming at his face.
Bul-Kathos: [hes bloodlusting and he has skin like leather so it just makes him really pissed try kicking it in next rime]
Rhuddlan slides back quickly, avoiding the toppling body and leaping to his feet, sword poised for another blow, but halted at the sight of Trench's move. Eyes moving quickly, he surveyed the room, trying to take stock of the situation.
Trench: (I'm really not gonna get a response from Bul, am I? I should just assume I got the head?)
Wylth'Anon continues to wonder of the stupid moves the mino makes- were all minos this stupid and thought they were fast? Probably. She takes a long, deep stance, allowing her to miss the 'stomp.' On the way down Siriaki may notice the two blades waiting for him, aimed directly for the bottom of his chin. If successful, the blades will drive through his chin, mouth, nasal/sinus cavities, and right into the brain. She will deal with the dead weight of the creature, if he does finally die, when that time comes. Her deep stance may help, but we'll see.
Bul-Kathos: [you did hes already dead]
Trench: (I figured. There's reason for it, though. Had to make sure. Gorgin, don't post, yet.)
Bul-Kathos: [wats he gunna do magically poof a new everything?]
Vision watches the grim scene unfold, making sure she look
Wylth'Anon: (Could happen. ;-))
Trench: (Y'never know.)
Dyvardrian tries to stumble backwards but gets caught in the shoulder and is spun around before hitting the ground. Her arm seemed dead, the pain seeming to have overloaded her nerves.
Trench throws the head of Bul towards Gorgin's head, reaching over with his free paw to grasp his sword, quickly following up behind the head with his own attack.
(You see Rhuddlan.)
> This tall young man is the descendent of many noble Lords, and now reigns as Lord Gwledig of the Cymru in Castle Rhuddlan. In this time of war, he wears a heavily jeweled, golden-hilted silver sword. It looks like a prince's toy at first glance, but upon closer examination, one recognizes it as a sturdy and well-wrought weapon in its own right. http://www.freewebs.com/rhuddlan/Furc/Rhuddlan.jpg">Picture jpg:w^freewebs.c^rhuddlan/Furc/head
(You see Gorgin.)
> Through the crowd there is a large figure that stands out. His height is a towering 14 feet and his weight at a ghastly 3 tonnes. On his hip is a large warhammer, on the other side a large battle axe. His horns curl down from his head in a demonic manner as in his snout is a bullring. A demonic smile played across this primitive things lips. The clothing is that of the states of tattered rags.[R.B Havichon Army]
(You see Gorgin.)
> Through the crowd there is a large figure that stands out. His height is a towering 14 feet and his weight at a ghastly 3 tonnes. On his hip is a large warhammer, on the other side a large battle axe. His horns curl down from his head in a demonic manner as in his snout is a bullring. A demonic smile played across this primitive things lips. The clothing is that of the states of tattered rags.[R.B Havichon Army]
(You see Morgan The Adventurer.)
> The Adventrer of Dimention {Origonal Character in M-Team Adventurer} (.Hack//Overload) [Twin Blade] [lvl 2] [hp 350] [kills 12] [deaths 29] [gp 15] [kill till I level 3]
Vision watches the grim scene unfold, making sure she studies the others carefully. She tries to determine if there is only one attacker, to know who the residents here are.
Rhuddlan: [Are all the Havichons dead yet?]
Wylth'Anon: (Waiting on this guy over here to post.)
Trench: (Not yet.)
Siriaki Marakas noticed she was waiting with those blades waiting to peirce his head. He dropped his warhemmer in her direction as a final attack to what ho thought was the end of his life. He then tilted back his head as much as he could. When he hit the ground the blades peirced his chin and came out of his mouth. He then just wtched the blood pour out of his mouth in shock. He then attempted to grab the blades that were in his chan and take them from her.
Dyvardrian tries to get up on her injured arm, but twitches in pain and falls back down, a drop of blood finding its way out of the bandage and down her arm. She attempts to shake some life back into the one with no feeling, looking around for where her dagger is, since somewhere between the stabbing and spinning, she lost track of it.
Gorgin is pelted in the face by two things one is the fist of morgan which has absolutly no affect on him and the other does a tremendous ammount of pain not physically by mentally the head of his friend had just been used as a wepon against him and he wouldnt stand for it he looked to the only person that he could seen out of his blind rage dyvardian with thundering stepshe walked over to her and attempted to crush her head with a massive hoof
Trench takes the opportunity as Gorgin is distracted to, once again, jam his blade into the back of Gorgin, aiming, as he had to Bul, the heart of the chest.
Gerard walks in quietly, not saying a word... he sits in a corner and watches....
Gorgin: [srry if im slow but i gotta wait for the other 2 to post]
Trench: (S'alright. I'm patient.)
Rhuddlan raises himself to his full height, glaring about the room, neck still dripping blood from the suprise attack. Sword bared and gleaming he waits for a chance to put it to use.
Dyvardrian pushes her two non fully functional arms against the floor, scooting backwards, leaving a trail of blood behind, pushing with one hand again to turn slightly and get that much farther away.
Morgan The Adventurer looks at Dyvardian "dont hurt her!" He then truns black and Attacks Gorgion with a vast amount of strength. "dark maddeness!"
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Vision watches as the others mill around, unable to take any clear course of action she extends her arm and makes a fist with her gauntlet, immediately four large sharp claws shoot from the top of the paw. The gleam brightly, she is partial armed, her long tail sways behind her as she gauges the action now.
Wylth'Anon stumbles back as the hammer is dropped on her chest and shoulder. Despite the fact that the strike had no power with it, the weight of the hammer being simply dropped on her still effects her frail body harshly. Her deep stance allows her to stay upright, but she stumbles back clutching a collar bone area. The left arm shakes, but the right is firm. Her focus and intensity is aligned, pain is pain, and it's all been felt before. The pain, however, shows more in her stance. She's a little more rigid than she was. She would take this moment to rest and let the mino bleed- a lot.
Gorgin still clenching the warhammer in his one hand bring it to bear with his other one the hit from morgnan moved him just enough so that trenches attack would miss but now he knew who was the strenght in the room trench he charged at him and again throwning all of his weight into and attack that was most likely going to miss
Wylth'Anon notes that the blades were ripped out of his throat and mouth area because of this.
[#] The Scholar Jenelle has arrived
Morgan The Adventurer: [who did you attack Gorgin?]
(You see Gorgin.)
> Through the crowd there is a large figure that stands out. His height is a towering 14 feet and his weight at a ghastly 3 tonnes. On his hip is a large warhammer, on the other side a large battle axe. His horns curl down from his head in a demonic manner as in his snout is a bullring. A demonic smile played across this primitive things lips. The clothing is that of the states of tattered rags.[R.B Havichon Army]
Gorgin: [trench]
Trench smirks with amusement at the turn of events. He steps off to the side, reaching for the attacker's arm, attempting to use the momentum of the large demon to throw him to the nearby wall, head first.
Rhuddlan bares his teeth, steping forward swiftly, translating the movement into a smooth downward stroke of the sword aimed directly at the back of Gorgin's head.
Gorgin: [wow now i see why im losing]
Vision watches as Gorgin closes in on Trench and moves forward and behind the male, a grim smile graces her lips as she prepares to aid if necessary.
Siriaki Marakas let the blood shoot out of the now missing part of his jaw. He tried to ignore the pain and collected his hammer. He ran as fast as he could toward the furre and slammed down his hammer on top of her yet again. If succesful she would either be crushed or broken.
Morgan The Adventurer: [too many peopel huh?]
Rhuddlan: [Attack a Lord in his castle, expect him to have some advantage.]
Gorgin: [4 on 1 but its all good]
Siriaki Marakas: [fun as shit though]
Gorgin: [if i get a hit on someone i think that theyd be just about dead]
[#] The Cleric Duke Silverwing has arrived
Duke Silverwing: [ we had a small black out. x.x ]
Morgan The Adventurer attacks Gorgin with a rappid punches to his chest and stomake
Kaluur growls...seeing the one who sits on the throne in harms way...sprinting to leap over him...and behind the minotaur...
Kaluur all his muscles bulge...claws unsheathed...
Dyvardrian reaches out to grab her dagger, which she now sees is on the floor. She pulls herself up, her arms writhing in pain. Managing to get that far up, she gets to her feet and tries to decide what to do.
Gorgin was trapped between four people and had no place to go so he did the only thing that he could he used the whirlwind attack that bul had showd him, he then began to sin in circles that became significantly faster and faster raisinghis battle axe up to the approximate point of all thier heads and hope that he hit atleast one, if he did the tides might shift in his favour
Rhuddlan: [Did my attack land?]
Gorgin: [to many post i cant tell anymore]
Rhuddlan: [Want a repost?]
Gorgin: [i gtg]
Trench: (Well, there goes my post...)
Morgan The Adventurer was just able to put up a berrior to block the attack, but it broke the berrior sending him into the wall
Morgan The Adventurer: [darn]
Rhuddlan eyes the minotaur threateningly
(You see Dyvardrian.)
> A bizarre creature, mainly feline with touches of dragon and avian. Her plush fur is half white, half orange, marked by bold black stripes. Miniature bat wings are folded across her back, while a serpentine tail lashes near her paws. Feathers trace the back of her arms, legs, and wings, while her onyx hair is almost featherlike. Bits of black leather armor grace her form atop her simple attire, mainly down her left arm and on her right hand. Pale blue eyes grace the crowd as she slowly slips away.
Kaluur his staggered crouch places him below the traveling point of the swinging blade edge...
[ You whisper "" to Rhuddlan. ]
(You see Siriaki Marakas.)
> A montrous minotaur standing at a height of fourteen foot six.There are many scars on his face but the most noticable is the one on his left cheek that streches from his eye to his mouth. The room shakes as he enters, strapped to his side is a four hundred pound warhammer. His clothes are very baggy and black. He wore a red leather belt that held up his pants. He wore steel spiked gauntlets on his knuckes and has pure black eyes.[IC 22][Minotaur]
Trench looks towards Siriaki, a smirk playing across his lips as he moves closer...
[ Rhuddlan whispers, "Wylth? Indeed, she's quite competant." to you. ]
Vision turns to face the large male, he seems to be retreating, she stays near Rhuddlan to see what he will do.
[ You whisper "" to Rhuddlan. ]
(You see Dyvardrian.)
> A bizarre creature, mainly feline with touches of dragon and avian. Her plush fur is half white, half orange, marked by bold black stripes. Miniature bat wings are folded across her back, while a serpentine tail lashes near her paws. Feathers trace the back of her arms, legs, and wings, while her onyx hair is almost featherlike. Bits of black leather armor grace her form atop her simple attire, mainly down her left arm and on her right hand. Pale blue eyes grace the crowd as she slowly slips away.
Dyvardrian falls down again, too painful and tired to do much anything now. The white fur on her arm in many places was red with blood, as she attempted to look over at the last one who was fighting against them.
[ Rhuddlan whispers, "Oh yes, Dyvardrain is one of my most loyal Advisors." to you. ]
Wylth'Anon will do the same again. Just as the hammer comes down she circles to the left and jabs one blade to pierce the lungs from an entry point right under the floating ribs. The second blade also jabs at his spine as she circles around. After the attack she would move back fairly quickly. The strike to the spine may not be as powerful as the other, her whole upper left body is bruising.
(You see Siriaki Marakas.)
> A montrous minotaur standing at a height of fourteen foot six.There are many scars on his face but the most noticable is the one on his left cheek that streches from his eye to his mouth. The room shakes as he enters, strapped to his side is a four hundred pound warhammer. His clothes are very baggy and black. He wore a red leather belt that held up his pants. He wore steel spiked gauntlets on his knuckes and has pure black eyes.[IC 22][Minotaur]
Kaluur: [Gorgin???]
Dyvardrian: [He poofed.]
Rhuddlan: Perhaps we could try to take this one alive? I am rather interested to know why one of my Allies would turn on me in this most dishonourable fashion.
Trench clears his throat as he looks to Siriaki, "Um, I hate to break it to ya, but... You are sorely out numbered, and out classed... If you can still hear words, you may want to consider a hasty retreat..."
Morgan The Adventurer get up and went to Dyvardrian, dropping to his hands and knees. "are you ok?" he asked weekly
[ You whisper "" to Rhuddlan. ]
[ Rhuddlan whispers, "Only if you wish. I appreciate your support immensely." to you. ]
Siriaki Marakas sees thrench coming for him as the blades punctured into his kidney and stomach. He then roared in agony which wasnt loud due to his damaged mouth. He began to run from the fight. He staggered away hoping he wouldn't get killed.
Kaluur turning his stance to the red caped minotaur..he launches all 9 feet 620 pounds at him...arms reaching to ensnare the neck...
Siriaki Marakas: [sorry I gotta go to sleep well fight again later]
[ You whisper "" to Rhuddlan. ]
[ You whisper "" to Rhuddlan. ]
Kaluur lands on his stmach where the minotaur sprinted away...
[ Rhuddlan whispers, "Rhuddlan grins. "Will do Trench, and thanks again."" to you. ]
Trench looks over to Rhuddlan, bowing slightly before turning on his heels and walking, calmly, from the kingdom.
[*] Your request has been sent to Dark Realm.
[*] Dark Realm has accepted your request.
[*] Dark Realm summons you.
[*] Dark Realm asks you to join his / her company. To accept the request, type `join and press . To decline, type `decline and press
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Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
* Caution: This is a Rated 'R' IC area. Common RP rules apply. If you are under the age of at least 16, preferably 18, it is strongly recommended you leave. Otherwise, there are no rules, here. Anything goes. For More information hit F8: ftp://twolfhound.dyndns.org/Pages/index.html
* Current players: Dark Realm, Gryphyth, Isis Jewel, Sabrina Dragon, Trench.
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[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
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[ You whisper "" to Rhuddlan. ]
[ Rhuddlan whispers, "I'll mention it to her." to you. ]
[#] Vision has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Rhuddlan. ]
[ Rhuddlan whispers, "Indeed... twas a rather rough event, and we were caught completely off guard." to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Rhuddlan. ]
[ Rhuddlan whispers, "Not at all. You came just in time, and were exactly the support we needed." to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Rhuddlan. ]
[ Rhuddlan whispers, "Exactly, and it should do a great deal to calm the fears of those who distrusted the Realm." to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Rhuddlan. ]
[#] Wylth'Anon has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Rhuddlan whispers, "I though they were allies... twould seem they're just a pack of warmongers, and irritated with me for ruining their chance at a fight with the Alliance." to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Wylth'Anon. ]
[ You whisper "" to Rhuddlan. ]
[ Rhuddlan whispers, "Only indirectly. And they probably would have started something anyways, a pack of uncivilized barbarians." to you. ]
[ Wylth'Anon whispers, "Wylth'Anon sends an emotion indicating she's eager for more. She also feels that she could have been better assisted in the fight, but a female dokkalfar would never admit to that. " to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Rhuddlan. ]
[#] Shinigami Tsuki has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Rhuddlan whispers, "We are not ones to be presuaded by threats or violence. And you can be sure our guard will be raised after this event." to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Rhuddlan. ]
[ Rhuddlan whispers, "Indeed, we appreciate the support. It is reassuring to know we have such a capable ally." to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Rhuddlan. ]
[ Rhuddlan whispers, "Indeed... well I didn't think I had any enemies, but it seems one never can tell." to you. ]
[#] Shinigami Tsuki has left the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Rhuddlan. ]
[ Rhuddlan whispers, "I will be sure to do so." to you. ]

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Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
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[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
* You've discovered Imaginarium. Play here follows the Consent Rule. As it's more of a back-stage area, feel free to discuss in-character, "IC", action and upload roleplay-oriented Dreams. The Imaginarium has entrances to two additional main areas suited for roleplaying, Theriopolis and Goldwyn. Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream. (Dream by Sidereal, Talzhemir and Emerald Flame)
(You see Lone Golden Wolf.)
> A wolf once proud of his species and life, now doesnt know what to do since that day. His golden fur has gone paler his eyes have turned as black as the night. The artic markings have turned a dull grey colour. His hair has gone paler, his confidence has wittled down to nothing as he just sits and watches the world pass by without him. Only Toxic knows how hes feeling, she gave up her mortal life to be with him for ever.
(You see Bleyy.)
> The tall, slender brute feline. His clothes are ripped in several places, through some you can see his dark fur. His panther-like body is thin, as if he hasnt eate for weeks. {Straight} {Ill tempered}
(You enter the dream of wise leader.)
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[#] Street Corner
(You see Dizziowl.)
> 'Don't hurt me, I'm so impossibly small!' --- Shaun W. <3 http://dizziowl.deviantart.com
(You enter the dream of Ariath Castle.)
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* Current players: Ariath Castle, Trench.
* 2 players in the dream of Ariath Castle.
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(You see Ariath Castle.)
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* You've discovered Imaginarium. Play here follows the Consent Rule. As it's more of a back-stage area, feel free to discuss in-character, "IC", action and upload roleplay-oriented Dreams. The Imaginarium has entrances to two additional main areas suited for roleplaying, Theriopolis and Goldwyn. Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream. (Dream by Sidereal, Talzhemir and Emerald Flame)
(You see Lone Golden Wolf.)
> A wolf once proud of his species and life, now doesnt know what to do since that day. His golden fur has gone paler his eyes have turned as black as the night. The artic markings have turned a dull grey colour. His hair has gone paler, his confidence has wittled down to nothing as he just sits and watches the world pass by without him. Only Toxic knows how hes feeling, she gave up her mortal life to be with him for ever.
[#] Street Corner
(You see Jinn.)
> An infamous and mercilessly malicious tiger. Tall and projecting the malignant demeanor of a hard-bitten cutthroat, through unspeakable acts of malevolence and vile arrogance. Broad shoulders, the sole remnants of a once conditioned physique gone haggard, packaged by a brown, hooded robe and plain clothing underneath. Also worn are fingerless gloves and strong leather boots. A gnarled oak cane is held in right paw. His gray'd hair falls backwards in a perfectly woven plait.
(You enter the dream of Bail's Inn and Tavern.)
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 810)
[#] A magestic fountain lays in front of you, as you wander towards this small village, nestled in the woods. The paths are overgrown with beautiful wild flowers. A warn out look emanates from this small village, but still, it is a haven for weary travellers. (Please see site for details www.freewebs.com/bailsinnandtavern)UPDATING! I'm re-making Bail's. I've updated the bar. It doesn't match the walls, but live with it. I'm getting there.
[#] Welcome. To the left, you will find, the inn, and chapel. To the right, you will find the infermary, arena, library, and jail. Ahead, you will find the tavern, weapon shop, and clothes shop.
(You see Kid Riddick.)
> In times like this evil would be fought by good but in this case Evil will have to be fought by a different kind of evil [mum nun] [dad nun] [bros nun] [sis nun] [weapons 2 shap sowrds and knives mostly uses the knives your lucky he only uses swords when hes mad] [Girlfriend nun looking]] [has a small but cute and smart hamster]
(You see Bail's Inn and Tavern.)
> greetings. I will be your bartender. Whisper me 'menu' for a food and drink list /Bail's menu <www.freewebs.com/balcion>
[ You whisper "menu" to Bail's Inn and Tavern. ]
[ Bail's Inn and Tavern whispers, "Here at Bail's we have a variety of foods and drinks. For a list of drinks whisper me /Bail's drinks and for food whisper me /Bail's food for the listings. Cigar bail or cigarettes bail for cigars and cigarettes." to you. ]
[ You whisper "drinks" to Bail's Inn and Tavern. ]
[ Bail's Inn and Tavern whispers, "Here at Bail's we have many good drinks! Say (not whisper) the drink name followed by bail. We have the following drinks: red wine, white wine, milk, juice, beer, ale, whiskey, water, vodka, egg nog, lemonade, coffee, tea, sake, rum, pina colada, mead, honey mead, and blood." to you. ]
Trench: Whiskey bail
Bail's Inn and Tavern takes a bottle of whiskey from under the counter and hands it to the customer. "That will be one copper please."
Kid Riddick still sits there sad
Kid Riddick pays bail
Bail's Inn and Tavern takes the money and places it in a box beneath the counter. "Thank you and enjoy."
Kid Riddick: there you go
Trench waves a paw dismissively and takes the drink, sipping at it, testingly. His gaze falls over to the only other one within the room, save the bartender, and he stares a moment before finally saying, "Thanks..."
(You see LadyStalker.)
> A tan slender feline, only a height of 5'7" takes noticed to you with her luminating golden eyes. As she walks your way, her frame is tightly huged by her tight bikini bra that holds part of her busty chest, as well as her panties wraped to her hips. following the motion of her movements lies her long silks, which is carried by the little wind from her motion...
LadyStalker enters the tavern and all that jazz.
Trench's gaze draws quickly to the lady, offering a slight nod before returning his attentions to the drink in hand.
Kid Riddick sighs momentarly
LadyStalker nods back towards Trench, she then takes a seat next to him. Moving close to his side, she would slowly make a grab for his arm. If allowed she would hug it, and make him feel the side of her cleavage. While examining him, of value on him.
Trench's eyes widen a bit, but he was never one to deny a bit of cleavage feeling, so offers no resistance. In fact, his paw feels a bit, almost as if massaging the round flesh. He clears his throat before speaking, "Greeting customs have changed a bit since I was last really out of my home..."
Trench: (I think I had misread your post...)
Trench now rereads it a bit better...
LadyStalker: [Feel free to repost. :-)]
Trench: (Thanks... That was... Embarressing. :P)
Kid Riddick drinks the rest
Trench looks to his side as the lass latched unto his arm. He offers a slight smirk, but changes paws to hold unto his drink. He takes a swig before speaking, "Well, aren't you the friendly one, then. Tell me, lass, what's your name?"
[%] Your cookies are ready.
LadyStalker giggles a little, moving his arm closer to her cleavage. By this she would be rubbing the side to his arm, wink seductively at Trench."My name is Maya, some call me the MoonLight Flower." She says. Moving her free hand towards his chest, then down for a quick feel. She would then steal his gold at the same time, and hide them quickly as she does so.
Kid Riddick is still sad
Kid Riddick but wont cry or that kind of stuff
Trench didn't pay the bartender for a reason... If seeking gold, she'll end up searching quite a bit before possibly giving up. There's none on him. Still, he doesn't notice the odd searching, merely the groping, and is a bit taken aback by it. "Well, Maya... They call me Trench. Trench Wolfhound. Tell me, are you always so friendly to the strangers you walk up to?"
Kid Riddick thinks something suspicous about her
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with axfen! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
LadyStalker nods her head to his words,"Yes, i am this friendly. Trench luv." She says. Thinking to herself, she would try and do something else. If allowed she would move her hand to his chin, then make his face turn to face hers. If the move is not denied, she would kiss him on the lips. And slide her tongue inside his mouth, by doing so she would go closer to his form.
Kid Riddick thinks something is really suspicious about her
Trench is quite a bit surprised by the actions, but he is known for his adaptability to situations... Given, such situations are usually violent, but he'll try. His paws move around the lass's waiste, holding her closely to him, as his tongue plays along with hers in his mouth, his lips pressing tightly against the aggressive female's.
LadyStalker gives a seductive grin, as Trench would kiss her back. The chemical that is allover her lips would spread, going inside his blood stream. Attacking his brain from within, a chemical that affects the female counterpart. And that would be the males, as she would rub her tongue with his. She would spread more and more of it inside of him, thinking she may have a use of Trench after all. She would move her body closer to his.
Trench is hardly in a position to notice such things. He finds the actions strange, but his experience had him ready for obvious attacks, dangering his immediate health, not so much such a stealthy trick. His paws rub against your back, pulling your body tightly against his, his tongue eagerly taking in your own.
LadyStalker grins a little more, moving her head back. The chemicals would have affected him by now, a feeling of lightheadedness. And the sudden numbing feeling. She would remain in his hold for now,"Now Trench luv, can you do me one tiny winy favour?" She asked.
Trench figures the effecct to be due to the drink he had been nursing, now only activated due to the sudden aggrivated pumping of his blood. He nods slightly, though his eyes betray his obvious mind trouble. "Urm, aye, lass... Name it."
LadyStalker: [Gimme a sec, talking to my friends. :s]
LadyStalker grins seductively at him once again,"Be a dear and get me some gold, it would really make me very happy." She says. Her voice sweet and very melodic, as the tone is in a high pitch tone a little. She would move her arms up and down, while giving him a hug. Slender fingers going up and down his back, in a gentle stroke.
Trench's paw raises to his head, attempting to stop the spinning. But, he nods, murmuring absently, "Aye... I own a kingdom just down the road a bit... Years of pillaging kingdoms has placed... QUite a bit of gold within..."
LadyStalker nods her head, then she would open her palm. Blowing a strange dust like substance towards his face, it would feel like powder but it isnt. The tiny spores of the powder, would only greatly increase the chemical in his brain. Causing him to obey her orders much more effectively,"That is very intresting, can you get me a platinum plate? It would make me really happy." She says. [Platinum Plates are expensive, enough to last her for 10yrs. XD]
Trench's head swims. He attempts to stand, but finally finds himself falling back into his chair. He bursts out into hysterics. After a moment of laughter, he looks back to you, his head bobbing about. He leans over, attempting to gain another soft kiss from you, but finds he lacks the coordination to do so. He raises a single digit, indicating a 'one second' motion. He winks slyly and looks about the room. He waves his paw, and shadows around the area begin to draw to him, albeit far more erratically than typical.
(You see Siriaki Marakas.)
> You see a minotaur of gargantuas height. he has no weapons on his body. You notice that he is bandaged all over the place and he wears a scarf around his mouth,which hid a disfigurment from battle. his wrists are bandaged from his wrists to his elbows hinting to a very bad wound in that area.You also notice thathe is wrapped around his midsection with a large bandage. [IC 22][Wounds from Wylth'anon][mute]
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with wylth! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
LadyStalker rolls her eyes a bit, then decides to give him the kiss he wants. Ofcourse by this more chemicals would go into his system, she would press her lips close to Trench's. Moving her tongue allover his lips and in his mouth, she would then slowly move away from his hug. Finding now to be the right moment to do so,"Be a good boy, and grab a few of those Platinum Plates for me Trench luv." She says.
Trench swirls the shadows around him, nodding a bit. He then positions the shadows to form a sphere in front of the two of them. The shadow then opens up, revealing a portal to another place. Within, a bright glimmer shines. As the portal opens wider, to about a foot in diameter, looking in, one can see a massive treasury. He reaches into the portal and pulls out a metalic plate. He looks at it curiously, "I don't remember getting this..." He hands it to Maya, with a smile, "Must've been one of my men..." As he says this, the portal closes, but the shadow sphere remains.
Wylth'Anon falls back into a cushioned bar seat and simultaneously folds her arms and crosses her legs at the ankles.
Siriaki Marakas crumbles in fear of the small furre to his right hoping that she would not notice him......praying she wouldn't.
[ Wylth'Anon whispers, "The next place to cause trouble, here? *snickers*" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Or get into trouble, in my case..." to Wylth'Anon. ]
[ Wylth'Anon whispers, "All in good fun!" to you. ]
Queen Raven G. Devil lets out a pircing shreek from pain an disconfort. then goes white , but onlyfor a moment. She shreeked again but this time worse! "Help" she wailes"I am in much pain! HELP" Raven faints from all the pain
[ You whisper "." to LadyStalker. ]
[ You whisper "?" to LadyStalker. ]
[*] LadyStalker requests permission to join your company. To accept the request, type `summon and press . To decline, type `decline and press
[ LadyStalker whispers, "[Furc screen froze..]" to you. ]
Queen Raven G. Devil lets out one last moan untill she is unconscience
[ You whisper "(Ah, need a repost?)" to LadyStalker. ]
[*] LadyStalker joins you.
[ LadyStalker whispers, "[Nah.]" to you. ]
LadyStalker smiles at Trench, slowly grabbing the plates. She would move her head close to his, and give him an other seductive kiss. While doing so, she would hide the plates in her pouch. The one she has on the side of her waist. Moving back a little, she is overdoing the chemical now. Too much of it would cause Trench to be unconcious for a while, stopping as she would apply just the right amounts to make him feel high."Thank you luv." She says.
Wylth'Anon's head turns to the right, her half lidded eyes run down Siriaki's form. "I suppose I should finish you off now. You are nuisance that could come back around for a second shot, I hate wasting my time."
Queen Raven G. Devil comes back to life " wat happened" she wonders
Wylth'Anon didn't even see Queen. ()
Queen Raven G. Devil: Hello
Trench nods, before he looks around a bit. His head continues to bob before he looks into his now empty glass. He smirks wickedly, appreciating the effects of the drink. He looks up to the tender, raising up a paw to order another. He looks to Maya, offering a bit of a nod, "Mm, any'thin' fer you..." His speech has obviously begun to slur a bit.
Trench: whiskey bail
Bail's Inn and Tavern takes a bottle of whiskey from under the counter and hands it to the customer. "That will be one copper please."
Siriaki Marakas shrugs umcomfortably and then shakes his head and tries to talk but it came out as unaudible words. He would then slowly lean away from her.
Queen Raven G. Devil: Who me
Wylth'Anon's view of Siriaki is partially blocked by Queen Raven. Wylth's lip lift, revealing teeth and a low growl emits from the pit of her stomach towards Queen Raven.
Siriaki Marakas: [inaudible**]
Siriaki Marakas: [no]
Queen Raven G. Devil: with an iccy look she hisses back
Wylth'Anon: (I have to run, but oh this could be fun. I was thinking something much other than combat.)
Siriaki Marakas: [I was thinking my guy would be picked apart cause hes really weak now]
Wylth'Anon: (No way. That's boring.)
LadyStalker grins a little, moving back slowly away from Trench. The chemical in his brain would now take it's toll, making him forget about they're encounter. She would sit close to Siriaki and examine him closely, the large amounts present in Trenches system. Was enough to cause a small amnesia, but only the part of they're explicit encouter and ontroduction. Making him forget what happened and what he did, too bad lover boy.
Siriaki Marakas: [I'd half $!? fight but I have no weapons anymore....or strentgh really]
Queen Raven G. Devil: you ok Trench
Queen Raven G. Devil: you alive
Wylth'Anon: (Yeah, so we will leave something for RP later rather than just a plain slaughter of Siriaki. My only question is how does a gigantic minotaur sit on a furre sized stool bar. :-\)
Adrenalin is afk.()
Siriaki Marakas: [Hes sitting on the floor.... im just on the chair right now]
Shak Bloodpaws: rum Bail
Bail's Inn and Tavern gets some rum in a small cup for the customer. "That will be one copper please."
Trench nods, seeming to be well more than okay. He takes up the drink, taking a large swig. He looks to Maya, tilting his head in curiousity, already beginning to forget. He remembers that she was something to him, but he sits there, pondering for a few moments, wondering...
Siriaki Marakas: [And that should be fun later]
Wylth'Anon: (Mhm.)
Shak Bloodpaws takes a big glug of her drink,finishing the whole thing she starts to feel a bit dizzy
LadyStalker: [Siriaki is humanoid?]
Queen Raven G. Devil: looks in awe at the angelic creature. nscene being from H*** she had never seen an angle!
(You see Adrenalin.)
> An angelic creature; large massive wings cover the backside of this creatre, white apearance; as this paladin creature is covered in a mythrill armor. Golden colored parts added upon his form. Though, this paladin seemed to be below the age of twenty, and stil a kid. Bright cyan colored eyes seen. Short hair seen, black hair trailing down until just past the jaw-lines. Adding blonde/golden tips. The furre was angelic, a broken halo floats above his head. A broken one.
Shak Bloodpaws: soup Bail
Bail's Inn and Tavern prepares some hot soup (what ever kind of soup you want it to be) for the customer. "That will be one copper please."
Siriaki Marakas: [Kind of ....humanoid x3 as you could put it]
Queen Raven G. Devil: *scence
Shak Bloodpaws leaves,hiccuping
Wylth'Anon's eyes slide off the minotaur just as she slides from her seat after unfolding legs and arms. She managed to swipe a peanut bowl in the process and will turn with a quick snap of her hips just as he opens the door, sending it wailing across the room at Trench. "Fool!" With that same snap she has turn and left, door slamming behind her. The bowl is wooden, by the way. The aim is for chest level, but that could greatly vary. (Cya.)
LadyStalker: [What kind? Grotesque? What?]
Adrenalin isnt here icly()
Siriaki Marakas: [Just really big]
LadyStalker: [How big? So i would know how high i need to look at his face.]
Siriaki Marakas: [oops hang on a sec]
Queen Raven G. Devil: totaly different than me bright lovely strong is he, darky ugly and weak is me!
Trench's head falls, banging upon the bar table, and remaining there.
Adrenalin: (Hehe, nice one trench)
Adrenalin is woodmyrk. ;-) Just tell me when to get on()
LadyStalker: [Trench just got pwnd. ;-)]
Siriaki Marakas: [There now its back in my desc]
LadyStalker: [@$!?, thats hard to reach...]
Siriaki Marakas: [I'm really sittin on the floor though]
Siriaki Marakas: [I'm really sittin on the floor]
LadyStalker: [Adrenalin would be a perfect target.]
Siriaki Marakas: [I don't think youd like my minotaur though...hes a mute.....n somethin else on his face aint right]
LadyStalker: [I would rather kiss raw fish, than a mino. :P]
Siriaki Marakas: [Ya especially this one]
Adrenalin enters; the paladin's armor is heard on each movement. Shiny in the sun as it falls upon. Creating a glowy effect, and his trail is seen on his way. Weapon rested on his hip, by his side. Armored gauntlets moved and placed upon the back of his head. He sighs heavily. Looking around.
[&] (10:12:07 AM) Away mode set.
Adrenalin: (Yo mree!)
Siriaki Marakas: [have some fun now]
K'Meryt: [So it was you! :-P]
[&] (10:13:41 AM) Active after 1 minutes.
Trench's head raises a bit, his paw being placed upon with a groan. He looks up to the drink and swats at it, sending it to the other side, behind the bar. He shakes his head a bit, before looking about, wondering how he ended up there. He blinks a few times before turning, slowly, to watch the events unfolding.
LadyStalker turns around gracefuly, then eyes would look upon Adrenalin. Examining him from head to toe, ofcourse the armor blocking her few of his body. She stands up, making the bells of her boots jingle. She would slowly walk towards Adre, and if allowed would lean forward. Pressing her cleavage on his chest, and give him a seductive wink.
Adrenalin: (cleavage?)
LadyStalker: [Boobs, in laymans terms.]
Adrenalin blinks, looking at the female, he remains his stance, noticing the seductive wink he immidately gets a red face. Hey's they paladin's a kid. -- Large angelic wings spread out to the sides and lower alittle. He stands there, kind of frozen.
LadyStalker moves her arms towards his shoulders, propping her arms there. She slowly kiss his chin making her way to his cheek,"Hello there handsome." She says. Ofcourse she is examining his weak spots, she knows that by doing this. She has a lot chances of stealing his gold, and all of this is planned and not said. [No twinking. <.<]
Trench watches LadyStalker with an odd interest. He smirks slightly as he watches, but remains silent...
[ You whisper "." to Ellia A're. ]
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
LadyStalker: [How does it feel to be left high and dry, Trench? ;P]
[ Ellia A're whispers, "*Ellia's laughter rolls over you* Dearest..? Thats a new one." to you. ]
Trench: (Beats me. I've forgotten all about that. =P)
Siriaki Marakas glares over to trench noticing he was there. He would try to talk but nothing came out he would then simply wave trying to get his attention.
LadyStalker: [XD]
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
Adrenalin blinks blinks, the kiss on his chin seduced him well enough. Wings would move forth and around LadyStalker. "Hey there cutie." he would respond to her. He didnt got any gold/object with him, other then his sword, one paw rested upon its hilt. The other upon his side. but moved to go around her waist.
[ Ellia A're whispers, "So, where are you... dearest..?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
[ Ellia A're whispers, "Which is...?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
LadyStalker grins at Adre a little, moving herself closer to his body. Then she would press her cleavage onto his chest, this would allow Adre to see her plump breast clearly. Moving his head down a little beat, she would do this on purpose. As to add more of the illusion,"Do you like what you sir luv?" She asked. As she would feel his arms around her, she takes it that he is now attracted to her.
[ Ellia A're whispers, "Mmmm, should I take offense at your comments, Trench..?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
Trench: (sir=see?)
[ Ellia A're whispers, "Not at all... why should I be? I didn't seduce you, you fell for me, there is a difference." to you. ]
LadyStalker: [see* x.x;]
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
Rave Kage: [Those guys in lerdia are idiots. How can someone pass up an rp with the kurgan]
LadyStalker: [I don't know what is going on in my mind. x.x;]
Adrenalin: (Heh)
[ Ellia A're whispers, "So you should see, anyway" to you. ]
[ Ellia A're whispers, "Now, what would this femme be useful for..?" to you. ]
Adrenalin: (Rave; I cant do that, to much good rp wasted. >>;)
Trench: (I could...)
Adrenalin: (Question: Who was the prinser of kurgan? Name plz?)
Rave Kage: [prinser?]
Adrenalin looks down. Ooooh boy. - Eyes fixed upon those, he just reponds. Then looks at her, searching some eye-contact. "Yush." His voice would have turned suddenly some softer.
Rave Kage: [Whats a prinser?]
Adrenalin: (oops)
Adrenalin: (Captive)
Rave Kage: [O........quite a few people actually, so don't just go looking at me]
Adrenalin: (ok)
[ Ellia A're whispers, "*Ellia would touch your hand as she sits down next to you, murmering* Those two...?" to you. ]
Adrenalin: (Im doing his ressurection... but i cant be on that day. >>;; I want to tell him, but he's not on)
Rave Kage: [But......it's stuiped, they haven't even roleplayed with the guy. It's just dumb.]
Rave Kage: [I am still to find him, but lerdia isn't going to stop him, he said he will take it elsewhere]
Trench smirks as he looks over to Ellia, nodding a bit, before his gaze returns to Lady and Adre, watching with a bit of amusement.
LadyStalker would move her head close to Adre, placing her lips on his. She would give him a seductive kiss, where she would lick at his top and lower lips. Then slide her tongue inside and out of his mouth, now with said motion comes another. Moving her body close to his some more, she would breath normaly as always. But the smell of her perfume would be very pleasant to the nose of Adre, using this she would brush the scalp of his hair with her slender fingers.
Ellia A're raises an eyebrow at the woman nearby before smileing to Trench and rests her staff upon her shoulder, tilting her head forward so her hair slips from her shoulders and falls about her face, blocking it from sight.
Lazurious;fancy a foul smell -- it was blood -- a sinners drink -- in beautiful coalescence; one thousand bloods spilled upon him, and even now they linger in his presence, corrupting the nostrils of whomever else may whif upon it. Then, without pause, faulter, or slow step, Lazurious seemed to be in the immediate vicinity of the others; the group was a minute one, but this is what he liked. Blackness was what the robery was, and it bound his figure in the most wonderous manners possible; it flowed perfectly, seemingly taught this cliche exercise. (c)
Adrenalin would have simply kissed back. Tongue moved to play along hers. His wings moved aroudn both. Butt hen a flash goes through his mind. Maybe she's setting him up, or is it for real? He never saw her before. He forgets, left hand around her waist, the other rests upon the hilt of his weapon. Angelic wings moved around both, and slightly pulled her agaisnt him.
Ellia A're: [butt hen?]
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
Trench: (Yes, it's the opposite of a $!?% rooster.)
LadyStalker: [Chickens butt is tasty when cooked right.]
[ Ellia A're whispers, "Not all men, Trench.. not all.." to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
Adrenalin: (No comment)
Lazurious -- None-the-less, he ambled over to a table, stepped up it, and stood -- the concept of such was quite alien-esque.
Ellia A're: [How would you know, Trench...?]
Buddy Lee: (Mornin' Laz.)
Trench: (I plead the fifth.)
Lazurious: (Hello.)
Ellia A're: [*twists one of Trench's ears* What have you been doing around femme chickens..?]
Ellia A're: [>.>]
LadyStalker moves her tongue around Adre's in a dance, not knowing a little detail like the lipstick on her lips. The chemical agent from her lipstick would spread into Adre's system, and it would go directly into his brain. The more she kisses him the more he is exposed to it, a not lethal chemical but in large amounts proven to be deadly. It would affect the female counterpart and that would be the males, she would move even closer to Adre. Not breaking from the kiss, making more of this chemicals spread into his system.
Ellia A're: [heh, posioning him through a kiss...]
Ellia A're: [poisoning*]
Lazurious: (Lol. Adre is getting @$!?ed up by lipstick; battle of the tounges! :o)
Buddy Lee: (xD)
Ellia A're: [*snaps Laz with a whip* down boy]
LadyStalker: [Hey, Lady is not super humanly strong. xD]
Lazurious barks authoritively.()
Adrenalin: (What kind of poision?)
Trench: (No, she's got other gifts...)
Ellia A're: [*threatens with a muzzle*]
Lazurious whines..()
LadyStalker: [It will just make Adre obey her words, nothing lethal.]
Adrenalin: (Ah)
Ellia A're: [Mmm, I'll have to try that.. *eyes Trench*]
Adrenalin: (Lucky me. :-) )
Trench: ()
Lazurious: (Looks like you're her sex toy, now, Adre. :P)
LadyStalker: [Yes it seems like that. ;-)]
Ellia A're: [I'm sure he will enjoy every minute of it]
[#] IC.
(You see Lazurious.)
> I HAVE not transcended to the ineffable through fixed gradations, nor do I or the unfathomable lord of all foresee me doing so. As I project myself unto you as a mortal, my soul contradicts me; I am the immortal -- the incomprehensible -- even as I walk the plainest plains or stand victorious upon the loftiest of crags. I, the immortal -- the will of the dark shamans intents -- the creature born of the abyss -- have been sent forth as a sleeping wolf among sheep; tread softly and hastily.
Adrenalin will obey master. -- Adrenalin wasnt aware of her idea/plan/past/name or whatever had to do with her. Resuming the kiss. Stance remained the same, thoughts where unaffected. Though, the chemicals took their effect slowly.
Adrenalin: (e.o)
Adrenalin: (Question: how old's Stalker?)
Adrenalin: (Icly?)
Ellia A're: [I hope she doesn't say twelve..]
Lazurious broods while examining the vicinities current occupents.
Lazurious: occupants*()
Trench nudges Ellia, speaking lowly while watching, "She could certainly be useful..."
Lazurious: (I don't know any 12yr old kids who are 5'7" :P)
LadyStalker moves her head back slowly, as she would suck on Adre's tongue. Dragging it out slowly, exposing him to more of her chemical in the lipstick. She would release his tongue and lick her lips,"Your a good kisser luv, and what name can i call you by?" She asked. Her voice to tantelizing(sp?).
LadyStalker: [18.]
Ellia A're smiles behind the sheen of her hair "Yes, she could.." she nudges him ".. now stop watching, you might begin to drool.."
Adrenalin: (Good. -sighs in relief.-)
Ellia A're: [My ten year old cousin is 5ft 9...]
Buddy Lee: (Half of FurN claims to be 5'67 and not 12 year olds :P)
Lazurious: tauntalizing, I believe. Don't take my word for it, though. I just woke up.()
Buddy Lee: (5'7^)
Æon: (I'm 5'7 and 19, but then again, my mother's only 5 feet even. Stupid genetics)
Adrenalin blinks. "Euh.... I dont have a name." - Nope, Adrenalin didnt have a name, and its not Adrenlin either, its just the accaunt/file name.
Adrenalin: (Im 6'2 feet irl. e.o)
Adrenalin: (And Im 14. D:)
[#] IC.
Trench chuckles as he returns the nudge to Ellia, "Maybe so..." He smirks, but his gaze continues to watch the event.
Adrenalin: (Adrenalin*)
LadyStalker gives Adre a seductive wink,"You know what would make me happy?" She says. Moving her tongue out of her mouth, and licking his cheeks down to his neck before pulling it back in."Is a tough man like you, specialy with a sword like that. But it would make me even happier if you could give, little ole me something valuable." She says.
Ellia A're: [HIS SOUL!]
Adrenalin: (Nuuuu!)
Trench smirks as he looks to Ellia, "Aye, she'd definately be useful... She's effective, but lacks direction... I wager I could give her that..."
[ Ellia A're whispers, "*Ellia smiles and murmers into your ear* Mayhaps we should return to the Realm while its quiet, Trench... we could get in some, quality time..?" to you. ]
Ellia A're merely smiles...
Siriaki Marakas waves to chrom....It is the most he can do because he can no longer talk.
Chrom the Conqueror looks over to the minotaur. His eyes widen as he sees that his entire bottom jaw was ripped off. "What the fu.ck happened to you man?" He has never seen an injury like this, and he never expected it to happen to Siriaki.
Adrenalin looked at her, her chemical poision would take its affect. Ears perk lightly of a conversation around him, but did not get the view of who they where. -- Either way, her will is law. For now. "Um... sure." the left paw that was around her, moved to his back, somewhere between the wings, seemingly a backpack is located there. Taking a small suede cloth out, it was wrapped around some stone; it was simply a diamond, not too large, but not too small. This one was just one he got from a dead dude.... or stole from himself. He offers it to her.
Trench motions his paw, creating a small card as he moves towards the seductive lass. He places the card, indiscretely, into the back of the lass's pants, moving from the bar. He states out, "If you want to make a real profit, look me up, sometime..." And leaves the bar.
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[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
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Ellia A're smiles "Got here first, Trench..."
[#] Ellia A're has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Kit'n has entered the Dark Realm.
Kit'n walked into the room, looking a little disoriented. She'd just woke, apparently, and gave a faint yawn.
Trench smirks, nodding a bit to them both, "Ellia, I'd like ou to meet another of my slaves, Kit'n..."
Ellia A're smiles and walks over, patting the younger femme upon the head "Hello there, I'm Ellia..." Ellia was still partially leaning against her staff as she adresses the femme, her golden eyes locking with the other's...
Kit'n blinked, and looked up at Ellia, smiling soflty. "Good morn, Mi'lady," she replied softly. Trench had just introduced her, so she didn't repeat him, and she found her gaze locked into Ellia's. A thread of fear trembled somewhere within her, but she knew Trench would keep her safe.
Ellia A're purrs lightly and feels her own tail reach up and lay upon her shoulder, wrapping around her staff. She stands up straight, her tail carrying the weapon behind herself as she reaches out to gently rub the femme's cheek "No need to fear me, young one, I won't hurt you.." She moves her hand back and turns to Trench, walking twards him and tossing a glance over her shoulder "You must have just woken up, why don't you go get some food..?"
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
Kit'n blinked again as Ellia turned from her, and smiled again as she felt the woman's soft hand against her cheek. "I don't usually eat in the mornings," she replied, following her walk across the room, "But if you're asking for privacy, I can make myself scarce," she continued, glancing at Trench for his permission, if that was what was wanted.
[ Ellia A're whispers, "I can do all sorts of things with it..." to you. ]
[#] Adrien Ravenloch has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench shivers a bit in a thought. He shakes his head a bit, but looks to Ellia, then to Kit'n. "Oh, I'm certain she wasn't trying to simply make you scarce... Just looking out for you."
[ Ellia A're whispers, "*Ellia smiles as she murmers in your ear* Ahh.. I see you like that prospect..." to you. ]
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with elliah a! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
Ellia A're smiles as she whispers into Trench's ear, purring in her throat...
Kit'n nodded her head, and glanced at the both of them before looking at Trench closely. "Mi'lord?" she questioned him, seeing the little shiver.
[ Ellia A're whispers, "And my purring combined with my tail can make you feel oh so good..." to you. ]
Trench looks blankly to Ellia for a moment, his face avoiding emotion. He then looks to Kit, clearing his throat a bit to properly speak, once more, "Oh, I'm alright... Have you been keeping yourself busy?"
Ellia A're smiles an turns back to Kit'n, waiting for her answer to Trench's question..
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
[ Ellia A're whispers, "Yes, yes I am, but thats why you like me... isen't it..?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
Kit'n nodded her head again and smiled. "Yes, I've been quite busy. I've been learning to cook, and someone-" she'd forgotten who- "is teaching me how to dance. I've never danced before, and it's fun learning."
Trench nods a bit, a smirk playing upon his lips, "What kind of dancing?"
Kit'n shrugged her shoulders. "I'm not sure yet, we've been working on stretching and limbering up first, so that I don't hurt myself doing it," she answered, wondering a little at that smirk. Most likely it would be something that required flexibility, as not many dances required one to be very limber before trying it.
Trench looks about the room, with a bit of a sigh, "We really should go somewhere else. This place isn't bad, but not very relaxing..."
Ellia A're: [I've got no money in my pockets.. and I've gotta hole in my jeans.. I had a job and I lost it, but it won't get to meee-eee.... cuz I'm ridin' with my baby, and its a brand new day, we're on the wings of an angel - flying awaayy.... And the sunis shineing, and this road keeps windin, through the prettiest country from georgia to tennasse. I've got the one I love beside me, my troubles behind me, I'm alive and I'm free - who woulden't wanna be me..? - Keith Urban o.O]
(You see Adrien Ravenloch.)
> Locks of obsidian hue dance abot broad shoulders, the tips of few strands which escaped his cropping play across his shouldes lightly. Encased in a large, slightly thicker than usual, chest plate, he bears an odd symbol on the right side of his sternum. Wrists, being locked within matching metal bracers, which have an odd metalic protrusion which looks to be able to hold a blade. Tattered pants addorn his lower form, meeting the top of rugged boots, which oddly seem well kept despite their condition.
Kit'n: [o.o That's one of my favourite songs.]
Ellia A're smiles at Trench and reaches behind her to grab her staff, twirling it over her shoulder as her tail lets go and clicks it against the stone "Very well, where shall we go Trench..?"
Trench: (Never heard it.)
Ellia A're: [o.O yay, a fellow country music fan!]
Kit'n: [It's a country song.]
Trench: (That'd be why...)
Ellia A're: [I like what say you?, rough 'n ready, and it feels like today.. those are my favorite three songs]
Ellia A're: [o.o]
Kit'n: [Hehe, I can't help it, I grew up on it. I listen to anything musical except for Shania Twain and Dixie chicks, lol.]
(You see Adrien Ravenloch.)
> Locks of obsidian hue dance abot broad shoulders, the tips of few strands which escaped his cropping play across his shouldes lightly. Encased in a large, slightly thicker than usual, chest plate, he bears an odd symbol on the right side of his sternum. Wrists, being locked within matching metal bracers, which have an odd metalic protrusion which looks to be able to hold a blade. Tattered pants addorn his lower form, meeting the top of rugged boots, which oddly seem well kept despite their condition.
Ellia A're: [Rock and Country, all I listen to]
Trench: (Adrien, you wanna go somewhere and leave these Country fanatics to their discussion? =P)
Kit'n: [=P I'm posting!]
[#] Nyarlathotep has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're: [if you would try it, you would like it]
Ellia A're: [Oh great, our electricity fanatic is back]
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[*] Nyarlathotep joins you.
Adrien Ravenloch: [Blah, what? Sorry, I'm surfing the message boards at the moment to catch up on DR news and such.]
Kit'n watched Ellia twirl her staff and out of the corner of her eye saw someone else in the room, though she hadn't met him yet. She blinked when she saw someone else, and stepped aside, away from the dark male to her right.
Nyarlathotep appears, quite simply, manifesting through the howling of nightmareish screams and groans.
Ellia A're: [in short - he wants to turn DR into New York]
Kit'n: [Why?]
Nyarlathotep: (I should have you crucified.)
Ellia A're: [Because he doesn't understand that DR is based off of medeval, not new-age technology]
Nyarlathotep: (You're annoying me.)
Ellia A're: [Trench would kill you if you did that, silly little man]
Ellia A're: [n.n]
Adrien Ravenloch: [Of all the ways to kill someone....crucifiction?]
Ellia A're: [Hes not the sharpest blade in the armory..]
Nyarlathotep: (Yes!)
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Adrien Ravenloch: [I mean that's the one freaking way to kill someone that's failed to keep someone dead, and you choose the one with a flaw, what the hell...]
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Nyarlathotep: (Slow death is much more painful that something disembowling or arterial.)
Nyarlathotep: (That = than.)
Ellia A're: [Nyarl obviously doesn't know anything at all n.n You don't die of being crucified, you die of starvation]
Adrien Ravenloch: [Not really, it's simply more prolonged]
Kit'n: [Or suffocation.]
Ellia A're: [if I were crucified, yet still fed and given water, I would live untill a ripe old age]
Nyarlathotep: (Basically, you died of the act of cucifixion.)
Adrien Ravenloch: [Actually, you could die of shock..having your legs shattered, the beatings before hand, nails in the hands...yeah the shock's gonna be a pain in the arse]
Nyarlathotep: (Don't count on being fed vinegar and water by me.)
Trench wanders off somewhere more IC...
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[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "XD you've got groupies" to you. ]
[*] Nyarlathotep joins you.
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "Oh, and where exactly is the ball field?" to you. ]
Ellia A're sits next to Trench and yawns, leaning her staff upon the table "Mmm, now tell us - what kind of dancing do you do...?" she directed the question to Kit'n..
Trench takes a seat at the table, looking to Kit'n, "Can you mix up drinks?"
Nyarlathotep appears, quite simply, manifesting through the howling of nightmareish screams and groans.
[#] Ellia A're has left the Dark Realm.
Nyarlathotep: (Good ridance.)
[ You whisper "Near the forest." to Adrien Ravenloch. ]
Kit'n shook her head. "I don't do any dancing yet," she replied. "Thus far we've gone over how to stretch without tearing or pulling any muscles, and that's it." She thought for a moment on Trench's question, and nodded her head. "Aye, that I can, what would be your prefe-" her words cut off as she heard the nightmarish screaming and growing, and she jumped back, looking around for the source of it.
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "Mkay, danke." to you. ]
Kit'n: [growing=groaning]
[#] Illicent has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Kit'n whispers, "Where did she go?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Just left." to Kit'n. ]
[ Kit'n whispers, "Oh. =( I hope she comes back." to you. ]
Adrien Ravenloch slips into the room silently, blinking for a moment at the odd sounds that assault his ears. Twitching a brow slightly he makes his way to the bar area without comment, though his eyes would lock onto the source the moment it was within visability. Clearing those seated at the table by a wide range of more than a few feet, he circles around them to avoid encrouching on their conversations and such. Taking a seat at a bar stool within earshot of both the table's occupants, as well as the groaning guy, he half listens to what's going on as he waits to be served.
[ You whisper "Not for awhile." to Kit'n. ]
Adrien Ravenloch: [>.> Do I just assume there's a bartender?]
Trench: (Kit is the tender.)
Kit'n: [I'll be serving in a moment.]
Adrien Ravenloch: [Mkay then, much thanks.]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Kit'n: [I'm lagging quite badly this morning.]
Trench's ears lay flat at the sounds, but... he offers only a bit of shrug and looks around. He moves to the bar and smirks as he looks at Kit, "Just give me something... Nothing too strong, though... Had a bad experience earlier."
[ You whisper "." to LadyStalker. ]
Nyarlathotep: ...So, where is this room you promised me?
[ You whisper "" to LadyStalker. ]
Trench looks over to Nyar, "I don't see any reason you can't use the bathes..."
Nyarlathotep: Show me to the bathes, then.
[#] A Varaible witch has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench sighs, giving up on the aspect of his drink as he moves from the tavern.
[ LadyStalker whispers, "[Yes? :-)]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to LadyStalker. ]
[ Kit'n whispers, "Kit'n served the drink..[]" to you. ]
[ LadyStalker whispers, "[What job?]" to you. ]
Nyarlathotep: How many gallons pass through these waterfalls each hour or so?
[ You whisper "" to LadyStalker. ]
Trench quirks a brow as he looks over to the falls, "I've never thought about such.. Alot?"
Nyarlathotep scratches his chin. "I suppose so. The machine will be done in little less than half-an-hour, the demonstration of the machine will be done whenever all that are supposed to view are ready?"
Trench quirks a brow, "Half an hour? That's quite quick... Alright, then..."
[ LadyStalker whispers, "[Heeeh, and what gave you this idea?]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to LadyStalker. ]
[#] Mephisto has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] A maelstrom of chaotic energy washes over the realm as every flame within it's cavern depths receed into fear of the demonic force intruding upon this corporeal world.
(You see Illicent.)
> Short, slender, and plain- the girl seriously had nothing to redeem her beauty save her long soft blond hair. Her fur was a dull white, rather than the usual pristine snow colour that other girls had. Eyes a cloudy blue, paired with a face that, while it wasn't ugly, it wasn't beautiful either. She had faint markings near her ears and down her collarbones, leading down into the neckline of her dress. She smiles rarely, but she doesn't often frown.
Nyarlathotep: ...Indeed. Some of my constructs will be working on the machine. It shouldn't take too long.
[*] Mephisto requests permission to join your company. To accept the request, type `summon and press . To decline, type `decline and press
[ LadyStalker whispers, "[And what makes you think, that i would accept such an offer? Hmmm?]" to you. ]
[*] Mephisto joins you.
[ You whisper "" to LadyStalker. ]
Mephisto walks into the Chambers of Trench. The demon takes a graceful bow, humility, such a characteristic trait for this creature! With a smile, he speaks in disgruntled tongues a language known only by family.
Trench returns the bow to Mephisto, equally low, even within his throne.
Nyarlathotep: Ah! Mephisto. Where is your general, Alekzandre?
[ LadyStalker whispers, "[She is a gypsy, wild and free. ;-)]" to you. ]
Mephisto raises from his posture, eyeing some nobody standing tot he left of the room. Yes, a nobody, such things he so often admits to himself. Why he bothers returning here? He forgets. He replies not a word to such a question, only asking one in return, "Plenty of benches to sit yourself upon maggot." Very hospitable...
[ You whisper "" to LadyStalker. ]
Mephisto scratches his chin, "Why stand here like you are of some importance?"
Nyarlathotep: ...I am not flexible enough to seat myself. In any case, what tells you that I am of no importance?
[#] Den Fa has entered the Dark Realm.
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[ LadyStalker whispers, "[Awww, giving up so easy? Why don't you try IC'ly offering me this? Hmm? ;-)]" to you. ]
Nyarlathotep: (You might be confounding me with Nyar, the Dreadlord, which I am not.)
[ You whisper "(I knew I should've given it up earlier... See, I use <> for IC and () for OOC... When you started using the ]['s, I figured I should've switched... But I figured I'd give it a god.)" to LadyStalker. ]
Mephisto: [No I'm not. If Mephisto were speaking to Nyar, it would be in different context]
Mephisto smiles, "I am to say you are unfit of such prestige."
[ You whisper "(Urm, god=go...)" to LadyStalker. ]
[ LadyStalker whispers, "[Hehehe.]" to you. ]
Nyarlathotep: Praytell?
[ You whisper "(In otherwords, though, I've been attempting to present this to you ICly. =P)" to LadyStalker. ]
(You see A Varaible witch.)
> You see a magical witch and you wonder to ask her many questions. She looks at you and smiles with a good face after a sudden she disappears.
Den Fa: [>)]
Mephisto meandors this direction, taking his time to find a throne of his choosing. After randomly choosing one, he would throw himself onto it, shifting his body, lounging in a manner suitable to that of a rude and notorious dictator! Throwing a leg over an armrest, resting an arm to the other side of the throne, propping his chin into an open palm
Mephisto yawns tiringly,
Mephisto: I don't pray.
[#] Illicent has left the Dark Realm.
[ LadyStalker whispers, "[Lol.]" to you. ]
Trench: Get prayed to?
(You see Abaddon Woodmyrk.)
> A young kid of about sixteen years. Someone who doesnt act like the nice person. Grey furr adorns his apearance as red-painted short/medium militairy styled hair would remain . Red orbs exposed to view. The child wears no gloves or bracers. Having black strong boots and a grey cape wich follows his body until the lower parts of his ankles. White troussers where worn with a white shirt. Around the torso/waist and arms the boy wears bandages.(
www.freewebs.com/woodmyrk/">Abaddon)
Mephisto shrugs, "Often the case as it may be. Yes."
[#] Abaddon Woodmyrk has entered the Dark Realm.
Den Fa would manifest simply on the throne. Nothing intrtesting, he'd radiate the usual electric sparks and the crawling chains you know, the usuall boring creature of mass destruction Den Fa.
[ You whisper "(On a different note, though, if the pwoers were used right, I could certainly see Stalker going very far...)" to LadyStalker. ]
[ LadyStalker whispers, "[She can go further then loothing, i know. But i try to limit her.]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Which is good. Perhaps you should... But, I'm thinking, if I could get her to work for me... I could get her to be very valuable...)" to LadyStalker. ]
Abaddon Woodmyrk enters the hall. The boy; clothed as usual. Just the new scent of parfure and stuff around him. (No its not Abaddon's parfurme, it someone elses). Bows gently towards Trench and gave a nod to the stranger creature Den Fa, and one to Nyar. Also to Mephisto in the background. Each thing was done if the character was present ICly. He steps aside, taking seat upon one of the chairs. Legs crossed as how the avatar displays, paws placed upon knees. Red eyes scan the room.
[ LadyStalker whispers, "[You could, if you can manage to get her trust.]" to you. ]
Nyarlathotep: In any case, Alekzandre has been spotted in the Kasurian desert, with a beast tied by manacles being dragged behind his wagon.
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[ You whisper "(Don't need her trust, just need to convince her to work for me. I left a card explaining how to contact Trench on her before leaving, tho.)" to LadyStalker. ]
Mephisto chuckles at the thought, "I suppose that proves his worth as one of my loyal generals." He throws off his unused arm, as though swatting a gnat from his face.
[ LadyStalker whispers, "[Ok then, but do not expect too much. ;-)]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(A shame.)" to LadyStalker. ]
Nyarlathotep: Eh?
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[#] A Varaible witch has left the Dark Realm.
Mephisto: A general whom cannot save himself - A general whom has no troops to protect him... He is no leader in such fashions. Why a general, dare I ask of him? Why to hold a title for where in the eyes of mine own kingdom, he's falling short and failing to even be a peon in the workings of such devious intentions.
[ LadyStalker whispers, "[She might join, to get all your cash. And eventualy kill you in the end, who knows? ;-)]" to you. ]
Mephisto frowns and taps his chin, "How utterly annoying."
[ You whisper "(Mm, Perhaps. A chance I'm willing to take for such talents. Still, I've been in this position for a long time for a reason. I think if I can at least get her working for me... Things would end up working out fairly well.)" to LadyStalker. ]
Mephisto looks to Trench, "Are we the only last remaining strengths within the stronghold of the Dark?"
Trench ponders a moment on the question before shaking his head, "Mykeal's been seen about the Realm, as of late..."
Nyarlathotep: He's returning, should I say, he was heading towards this Realm - I've been overseeing his actions, and he's been defeating thousands of aborrations within the desert.
Den Fa's skull tilted towards Mephisto, as his hood would raise, to reveal his mirror mask, reflecting Mephisto. "I prefer the one man, army type of people. If I were to make people work for me...."
Mephisto yawns, "Yet Mykael cannot fathom this land, for he is of it but lacks the power to be part of it."
[ LadyStalker whispers, "[Yes, fairly well. Untill she turns on you, while your back is turned. ;P]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(A chance I'm willing to take, in this instance.)" to LadyStalker. ]
Den Fa added. "I suspect him to be more than a spectator, I've seen him speaking with Mistress Vision..."
[#] Nyarlathotep has left the Dark Realm.
[ LadyStalker whispers, "[Give her time to decide. ;-)]" to you. ]
Trench smirks, "A lack of power, or interest, dear uncle? I don't think he would do well interacting with many around here... He's a bit too... Harsh." His gaze then moves to Den Fa, "With Vision? Do you know what about?"
Mephisto looks to Nyarsdfsdkfjs: Excellent, for when Alekzandre arrives - He must prove himself worthy of stature in the horde of revival!
[#] Alekzandre has entered the Dark Realm.
Den Fa: [I'm such a fucking dork.. I've been looking for gravestones.. and the Dark Realm patch has them. <.<]
Mephisto's ear flicks as he hears Trench's words, "Vision is only a prostitute and a whore."
Trench rolls his eyes as he looks over to Mephisto, "She's a good leader, and has a variety of talents, uncle."
Mephisto: [Raph = Dork in the dictionary]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[ You whisper "(I'm patient.)" to LadyStalker. ]
Den Fa: {Billy=dork of the thesarus.}
Mephisto nods, "Yes I have come to know of her talents... Those of pleasing male pleasures."
Abaddon Woodmyrk remains silent. He chuckles at Mephisto's last line. But resumed his silenceness.
Trench sighs and shakes his head, "Very well, uncle... If you insist."
Den Fa added to what Mephisto said. "Well infact, Lord Mephisto is right. - She was tempted in becoming second to you Trench."
Alekzandre slithered in an almost unimaginably insidious way, walking his tall frame through the doorway, dragging a humongous beast by numerous manacles. The huge thing was scarcely seen, yet, one could dearly know that it was a gray render, or something in the likes of it. And yet, he stood there, the beast unmoving behind him, as it seemed to be unconscious in its wake.
Den Fa: [Alek. :-) Hi]
Mephisto looks to Den Fa, "Perhaps the mistress has bedazzled the Warlord of Darkness..."
Alekzandre: (HOWDYHOW.)
Mephisto: [egads man!\
Trench: (Howdy.)
Abaddon Woodmyrk: (YO.)
Den Fa: [W0rd to the crowd.]
Mephisto: [WOOT]
Alekzandre: (w00t.)
Abaddon Woodmyrk: (w00t.)
Abaddon Woodmyrk: (w00t. = lead speaking word. Translation. Weed.)
Trench smirks as he looks to Den, "Many have begun seeking to stand at my side, as of late..."
Mephisto shakes his head, "And yet, you say this - you only receive the lot of cattle and sheep. Nothing of the Majesties Dark Alliance... or the Revolutionary Dark Haven..."
Den Fa's head would turn to reflect Trench's figure. "Sadly enough they don't know that its pretty much the same when they are at your side, or sitting down there." Den motions Woodmyrk.
Trench nods, offering a shrug to Den, "That may be, but I don't mind humoring them. I find it amusing."
Mephisto shrugs, Or by-curiously lounging about being bu less productive than roaches to scum in the corner over there." He points to a general direction.
Mephisto: Amusement does not win wars or lands.
Den Fa turns to Mephisto. "Who needs lands, really?"
[ Kit'n whispers, "" to you. ]
Trench: No, it doesn't, Mephisto... My sword, however, does.
Trench: Teleport, tavern!
[#] A drunken shift is felt within the Realm.
Trench walks into the bar, stepping up, and setting himself down, "Is there something I can help ya with?"
[ Mephisto whispers, "Where ya go?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Um... The tavern? There was someone there to take care of." to Mephisto. ]
Kit'n tilted her head aside, and had to think on that for a moment or two. She shook her head, and shrugged her shoulders. "I'm not sure exactly what you mean.. If you keep your respect, then you should be in one's good graces, neh?" she asked, turning to smile at Trench. She set his drink down in front of him; she'd poured it a bit ago, and thankfully it was still cold.
[ Mephisto whispers, "Your sword is but one. Even an injured roden may be eatten alive in the mound of ants. [repost]" to you. ]
Adrien Ravenloch: >.< afk for a sec[]
[ You whisper "My sword is but one. My charisma is what brings about many others. My way has been effective throughout history and has become legendary. Why would any think me incapable?" to Mephisto. ]
[ You whisper "(If you'd like, though, I could meet ICly, sometime, for the proposal...)" to LadyStalker. ]
[ Mephisto whispers, "You have been found lacking in the current past. Lengends are ancient and time ago - forgotten by most, remembered and revered only by those left to endure the time. Your power is lacking, Nephew.... Lacking in ways that even Mykael would find tedious." to you. ]
Kit'n: [Kay..]
[ You whisper "Mykeal finds my power tedious at all times. That's irrelevant. My power has always been said to be lacking, but I have always been able to overcome any challenge. It's not what you have, it's what you do with it." to Mephisto. ]
[ LadyStalker whispers, "[Not now, i'm tired from too much text lol.]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Alright.)" to LadyStalker. ]
[ Kit'n whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Kit'n. ]
[ Kit'n whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Kit'n. ]
Adrien Ravenloch: [back]
Adrien Ravenloch: [Sorry, stupid people at my door v.v]
[ Kit'n whispers, "" to you. ]
Kit'n: [Oh, okay.]
[ Kit'n whispers, "" to you. ]
Adrien Ravenloch sighs absently, as his questions were either not understood, or simply refused by the femme. "I suppose that will work for the time being, until I can figure out such things for myself...I just hope the figuring out doesn't get meh killed." Blinking as he hears Trench, he turns slightly. "G'day Sir Trench."
Kit'n looked confused, and shook her head. "Why would something you're doing get you killed, if it's in good intentions?" she asked, tilting her head a little to the right. She glanced over at Trench, and gave him a smile as she lowered her gaze, allowing him to take over the conversation.
Trench offers a slight nod, "The slave there had expressed that you had some questions that were a bit beyond her?"
Adrien Ravenloch sighs slightly and shrugs his shoulders in a slightly defeated appearance. "I was hinting for insider knowledge of the political views around here. I've ne'er seen a place like this where at least a few o' the leaders had personal issues, or likings. I was hoping to find out what please, and displeases the folk aorund here, without having to be the one to find out what the displeasure entitles. Not a fun thing, to start tinkering with the leash one's kept on, even the nicest master's bound to kick you if you step on his foot."
Trench chuckles as he nods, "I can certainly understand that... Well, the issues you seek to know about vary depending on the furre you're speaking of... To whom are your interests in?"
Kit'n slipped her plate from the table, and set about washing the dishes she'd used to make breakfast as the two of them spoke. She stood back several feet from the bar, still in earshot but a more respectable distance. She lowered her gaze and clasped her hands before her, shifting from someone who was actively involved in the conversation one moment to little more than decoration the next. As always, she kept her ears attuned to the conversation, paying attention to what was being said.
Adrien Ravenloch grins rogueishly. "I wished to know o' everyone in any manner of power. Even if a beasts master is kind, the stable boy may not be. I'd rather stay in everyones good graces if'n possible, or atleast so far in one, that if'n I step on the wrong foot, I'd be safe from rebuke too strong for wish of another." Winces slightly as he continues. "I find this tactic to be nice in it effectiveness in keepin' me alive and what not."
[#] Den Fa has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Alekzandre has left the Dark Realm.
Trench leans back, thinking on each topic, "Furres of power... Well, anyone who wields a sword around here can do something... However, the main one to watch for are the furres Micheru, Mephisto and Mykeal. Really, there is no pleasing these types. One must merely have humility. Ego will only harm your ways with them, and they are quick to kill."
[#] Vengeance has entered the Dark Realm.
Adrien Ravenloch nods slightly, thinking to himself even as he listens. "So basically I should be doin' meh think as told then keeping my head lo' and outta the way, incase should one decide to search for one such head to become an ornament of sorts...sounds a bit harsh, but then I knew that when I came here."
Kit'n had only heard of Micheru before; Mephisto and Mykeal were new names, even to her. She had nothing to worry about, however, as most people in the realm either ignored her or gave her simple orders to follow. The weapons she'd grown used to early on, and she was always demure. She flicked her gaze up to glance at the two of them briefly before dropping it back down to the floor, thinking.
[#] Mephisto has left the Dark Realm.
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[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[#] Abaddon Woodmyrk has left the Dark Realm.
Trench: You can speak up around here, you can... But, don't enter verbal confrontation against these few. If you do, it could end violently. Otherwise, for the most part, you're fairly safe. If you can find and get in good with Jahana, she's a good lass. Real kind, and holds quite a bit of power in the Realm. There is, of course, myself... But, I'm easy to get along with as long as you don't try to make up my mind for me..."
Adrien Ravenloch nods absently. "O'course, no man likes his hand being moved by someone elses will...This Jahana, sounds like a prospective person to befreind, and o'course yerself, but then, I'd rather not try to use ye as a shield, even if it is political like...You've been too much of a help already for me to ask such of you at this point..nono, I'll have to look into this Jahana. Thank you for your time, once again Sir Trench. You've been most helpful."
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "n.n What's this about needing assassins? I found something about it in the 'want ads' What 're the specs of the job and such?" to you. ]
Trench smirks, offering a kind nod before standing, "I do what I can. What am I, if I have no followers? And how can I possibly gain any followers if I'm not wililng to do anything within my power for them?"
[#] Vinny Crest has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "Ask. We shall send you on test runs. The more you prove yourself, the more trusted you become and the higher you rise in rank and position." to Adrien Ravenloch. ]
[#] Vinny Crest has left the Dark Realm.
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "Ask Icly you mean?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "Aye. Most assignments are sent through Micheru, but he's been kind of flaky lately..." to Adrien Ravenloch. ]
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "Lol, can't Adrien just slip an ic note to Trench. It's easier to have an assassin if no one knows he's an assassin till he's up and killed 'em, no?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "That works, as well. I'm flexible on how things work. I have safeguards that allow me to permit anyone to join amoung my ranks, but still keep important information saved." to Adrien Ravenloch. ]
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "Mmmm I'm assuming the want ads are like hanging around the dream ic supposedly? So Adrien would have seen them b y now in his explorations?" to you. ]
Kit'n offered Trench another soft smile, and reached up to brush her hair back from her face. She was glad that Trench had come to answer the man's questions; she certainly would have blundered it if she'd attempted more than she had. She looked down at the glass she'd poured for Trench earlier, and then up to him again, curious as to why he wasn't interested in it anymore.
[ You whisper "Indeed. The IC posts, anyway, yes." to Adrien Ravenloch. ]
Trench smirks as he nods to Kit, catching her drift. He lifts the glass, and takes it with him as he departs.
Trench: Teleport, Master!
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
[*] Your request has been sent to Kit'n.
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "Ack >.< XD I was gonna slip the not just now...but it can wait until later, lol." to you. ]
[*] Kit'n has accepted your request.
[*] Kit'n joins you.
[ You whisper "The message board message system is also fairly good, and something I frequently check." to Adrien Ravenloch. ]
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "Mmm I'll register then." to you. ]
Kit'n followed after Trench as he left the room after excusing herself from Adrien. She stood at the door they entered through, curious for a moment, and not quite sure what had given her the urge to follow Trench.
Trench smirks as he nods to the slave, "I have neglected you for too long, I know this... Please, come have a seat..."
Kit'n gave him a soft smile, and moved to sit down on the floor beside him, as she usually did. "You're a busy man," she said softly.
Trench sighs as he nods, "That may be, but it's a poor excuse for not giving due attention to such a lovely and loyal servant."
Kit'n smiled again, and shook her head before she laid it against his knee. "I'd not take from you the time you need to keep the realm in order," she replied, slipping her arms around his lower legs.
[#] Vengeance has left the Dark Realm.
Trench reaches down, stroking his paw through your hair, "Oh, it is certainly a pleasure to be with one such as yourself. Ive hardly even given you a chance to do your job. Yes, I keep busy, but what does that leave for you? I should let you do your job. It's been awhile since I had even had a chance to know you."
[#] Ronin, Slayer of the elements has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Ronin, Slayer of the elements.)
> ...
[#] Ronin, Slayer of the elements has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Crystal Yin has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Crystal Yin.)
> Name: Crystal Yin Age: 22 Gender: Female History: A white wolf outcast by most people because of her love for a feline. She is seen by many but known by few. Descreption: Her hair black like the night sky. Her fur white like moon light.
Kit'n smiled softly and shook her head. "As a slave, there is plenty to keep me occupied," she replied, ever the understanding girl he'd known. She'd always been faithful to him, never refused a task, as rarely as he gave them, and she always did it with a smile. She tightened her arms around his legs, and nuzzled gently.
Trench's paw reaches down, lifting your gaze up to his own, "You are a good kit... So young, so innocent... Heh, sometimes, I think you're the last of the innocence, in this land... I admire that."
Kit'n: [I hate this.. But I have to go, my grandmother needs me to help her go shopping. I'll be back this afternoon, okay? =(]
Trench: (Heh, it's alright. Go ahead.)
* Current players: Dark Realm, Trench, Crystal Yin, Adrien Ravenloch.
* 4 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 1934 total players online. Uptime 16 days 10:38
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 2287
Trench: Teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Kit'n has left the Dark Realm.
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with ladystal! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
* Current players: Dark Realm, Trench, Crystal Yin, Adrien Ravenloch.
* 4 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 1931 total players online. Uptime 16 days 10:40
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 2287
(You see Crystal Yin.)
> Name: Crystal Yin Age: 22 Gender: Female History: A white wolf outcast by most people because of her love for a feline. She is seen by many but known by few. Descreption: Her hair black like the night sky. Her fur white like moon light.
[ You whisper "." to Bail's Inn and Tavern. ]
[ You whisper "." to Rhuddlan. ]
[ You whisper "." to Dyvardrian. ]
* You've discovered Imaginarium. Play here follows the Consent Rule. As it's more of a back-stage area, feel free to discuss in-character, "IC", action and upload roleplay-oriented Dreams. The Imaginarium has entrances to two additional main areas suited for roleplaying, Theriopolis and Goldwyn. Use F3 to move between multiple points around the dream. (Dream by Sidereal, Talzhemir and Emerald Flame)
Amplify: Yeah, I'm bored. .-.
Amplify: :-D
[ You whisper "" to Rhuddlan. ]
[ Rhuddlan whispers, "Been out for 1 hours and 23 minutes." to you. ]
[ You whisper "." to Dyvardrian. ]
[ You whisper "" to Dyvardrian. ]
(You enter the dream of Castle Rhuddlan.)
(Lines of DragonSpeak: 2092)
[#] Welcome to Castle Rhuddlan. Visit http://www.freewebs.com/rhuddlan/ for rules, jobs, etc.
* Current players: Rhuddlan, Kaluur, Dyvardrian, Satanius Grimace, Kyrad Merkesh, BrandyCat, Shadow-StrykerXX, Trench.
* 1933 total players online. Uptime 16 days 10:41
* 8 players in the dream of Castle Rhuddlan.
* Max players this session: 3279
* Max players today: 2287
Shadow-StrykerXX: Brb.
(You see Dyvardrian.)
> A bizarre creature, mainly feline with touches of dragon and avian. Her plush fur is half white, half orange, marked by bold black stripes. Miniature bat wings are folded across her back, while a serpentine tail lashes near her paws. Feathers trace the back of her arms, legs, and wings, while her onyx hair is almost featherlike. Black leather armor mixed with chainmail graces her form atop her simple attire, and a baldric crosses her chest, a sword and dagger at her hip. Pale blue eyes grace the crowd as s
(You see Shadow-StrykerXX.)
> Life; (lie-fe) To be living, To have life. S H A D O W furc://castlerhuddlan > < http://www.freewebs.com/shadowsrping/index.htm Read first!>
(You see BrandyCat.)
> she's weird and her goal in life is to scare people [has a tattoo on her left arm of a black dragon] !!SUM41 ROCKS!![married to Randy Flournoy (aka devils hatred) and maddly in love with him] im dead till randy is able to come on the computer again. [brothers: Cruddy, and Brother inlaw: Stryker Hiryu] http://snowvalley.deviantart.com/ .[poem] I miss you. Why did he have to break us apart. Will i ever get to talk to you again. Will my heart ever stop feeling empty again. I need you here and i cant s
Trench walks into the throne room, seeming to move a bit cautiously... He looks about, obviously curious as he moves. As he walks closer to the throne, he offers a slight bow of respect.
[#] The Angel Shadow-StrykerXX has arrived
Shadow-StrykerXX: AFK!
Dyvardrian: [Un AFK.]
[&] (1:01:23 PM) Away mode set.
Dyvardrian looks over, spying Trench having entered while she was pondering. She bows to him from upon her cloud, remembering the incident from yesterday. She had been rather suspicious of him before that, but now respected him as a grand ally.
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Trench finally raises as he looks to Dyvardrian, "You looked in rough shape last night. I came to make sure you, as well as your Lord, were doing better this morn."
Dyvardrian nods at his words, her eyes flickering slightly as she evaluates them. She looks around, though, as if expecting Rhuddlan to appear, yet he does not, and so she refocuses her attention upon him: After things cleared up last night, Rhuddlan found a healer... I have not yet seen him today, but when I saw him last night, he was doing well. I know not where he is now.
Trench nods slightly, finding the news very approving. He moves over to be able to stand right in front of the lass, "And yourself?"
Dyvardrian grins slightly as she speaks, mainly during the second half of her words: I am doing good now, thanks. The healer was a good one, so if I'm hurt still, it's probably just my pride.
(You see Kaluur.)
> wanders aimlessly...orphaned as an infant now being a young adult sulks as he walks..his face drenched in constant tears...his parents slaughtered before his wide open fearful eyes...he has managed to escape and run free...relying only on himself to get along in his misery..he is 9'1" and weighs 620 pounds of pure brawn...he is 18 years old...[lost/homeless PackSlave]
[#] The Scholar Illana has arrived
Trench nods slightly. His gaze wanders to the one to his side before returning to the lass. He offers a slight bot, again, and begins to back away, "It is good to hear that all is well, then... I suppose I honestly have nothing more. Thank you for your time."
Dyvardrian nods as well: Farewell then, sir. May we meet again sometime in the not too distant future.
(You see Illana.)
> Small frames about the mad green eyes of this femme hinder her beauty. A leather satchel, hung over one shoulder, is filled to it's rim, strings bearly closing it. She's dressed in several woolen garments, each of different color. Cream fur and dust markings decorate her persian-like form. An aura of knowledge radiates about her, suggesting a scholar's way of life.
Trench smirks slightly, offering a bit of a wink before moving on.
(You see Maximilian Augustus.)
> Max is armored by a suit of lorica segmentata. On his head rests a gallic type G helmet with a horizontal plume. Around his neck a red focale is seen, and protruding from beneath his armor and leather balteus a red tunic extends which resembles a kilt. Sheathed at his right are the gladius hispaniensis and the pugio. On his right arm a steel manica rests. In his right hand he holds a pilum and in his left hand the scuta longa. On his legs are steel ocreae, and on his feet leather caligae.
Maximilian Augustus: (Dark mastah.)
Trench quirks a brow as he stops behind the lad in his way. "Ah, excuse me... Sorry, didn't expect to see anyone in here."
Maximilian Augustus waves his hand dismissively, "Don't worry about it."
Trench extends a paw, "They call me Trench..."
Maximilian Augustus nods his head slowly, "Yes. I figured as much."
Trench pauses briefly, then slowly draws his paw back, "Aye... Urm, yourself?"
Maximilian Augustus: Maximilian. I'm an associate of the king.
[#] The Lady Brandy has arrived
[#] The Grand Advisor Roselani has arrived
[#] The Soldier Dyvardrian has arrived
Trench looks about, almost as if searching for something. After the moments pause, he nods slightly and replies, "It is my pleasure and honor to meet you, then, Maxim... Wait... Maximilian... That name sounds familiar... Hrm, do you know a lad named Abaddon?"
[#] The Soldier Dyvardrian has arrived
(You see Roselani.)
> Yin and yang, heaven and hell. The balance between two separate entities that cannot exist without each other; for who is to say what is virtuous when one cannot name what is corrupt? Tied to these equities am I. 'Tis not evil when none have done good. 'Tis not good when none can sense evil. Delicate lines of naming such uncomparable forces draw the balance between them, for we know only what is held honourable within our own kingdoms.
Maximilian Augustus simply shrugs his shoulders and nods his head, sending the crest atop his helmet fluttering everywhich way, "Anything in particular that you want to know?"
[#] The Soldier Dyvardrian has arrived
Trench leans forward, an examining gaze upon him as he inquires, "Rumor had you the two of you were raising up quite the army to attack me..."
Trench: (first you = two)
Maximilian Augustus: I guess that would depend on who you ask... Have to do what you have to do when faced with an immediate threat.
Trench: Indeed... And what have you to say that such forces are still being mounted against me?
[ Kit'n whispers, "Kit'n returns![]" to you. ]
[#] The Grand Advisor Roselani has arrived
[ You whisper "(That was quick... I knew I should've taken the moment to take a shower. =P)" to Kit'n. ]
[ Kit'n whispers, "[Hehe, yeah. She just wanted to run to 7-11, as it turns out, so I could buy beer for my grandpa. So, in a roundabout way, if my grandpa'd gotten up and bought his own beer, I could've never left.]" to you. ]
Maximilian Augustus: Well, everything seems to have settled here, so my interest has faded. If the others choose to stick to their original plans that is strictly their own decision. Though I'm sure I could find a way to stall those efforts as well. You see, I am not employed anywhere, so I answer to no one. If you look out for my interests I will look out for yours.
Roselani bows to the two quickly, offering a smile before going off into the throne room.
Trench: Tell ya what... You're an aid to Rhuddlan, right? I'll watch over him and this kingdom as I can... That should offer a bit of resolution between us, I would think... And all I ask in return is information as to whom would still be actively seeking any plot against me. From there, my men will be eager to handle such things, themselves. Can this be agreeable?
[ Kit'n whispers, "Like to continue where we left off, or are you busy?" to you. ]
[ You whisper "I'm almost done." to Kit'n. ]
[ Kit'n whispers, "Alright, I'm right where we were when I had to go." to you. ]
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Maximilian Augustus: We'll see how things go here. The Dark Alliance still holds at least some honor from the times of Aegis and Orbulon, but I'm not certain about the realm. I want to be sure that your word is good, if everything appears well I will see what I can tell you.
[#] The Angel Shadow-StrykerXX has arrived
Trench smirks, nodding a bit, "Then it'll be fine, I'm certain... You should speak with your Lord about last night, if you hadn't already..." With this, he is appeased, and nods slightly before walking around and departing.
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(Lines of DragonSpeak: 487)
Control of this dream is now being shared with you.
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Trench: Teleport, master!
[#] A dark shift is felt within the Realm.
[#] Clone of Heradite has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
Trench: (I've no idea where we were...)
[#] Merlin the Wizard has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Merlin the Wizard.)
> A white thundering furre with his staff is Merlin. His long old thrill body seems to be quite in shape. He has a sword named "Excalibur" and a wand. For he is Merlin the Wizard. He is nice and yet very sullen. He is wise with glasses on the rim.
Kit'n: [They were just talking, so far, he'd just told her that he thought she was the last of the innocents in the area, she was getting ready to reply.]
Trench: (Ah, go ahead, then.)
Kit'n bit down on the corner of her lip, and blushed a little. "Is that a thing to be proud of?" she asked him, seriously. Was it a good thing to be innocent in her position, to not know how to please a man when that was her job? She didn't know, and let her head rest against his knee again.
[#] Adrien Ravenloch has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench chuckles as he leans down, kissing upon the top of your head, "For you, lass... It works out fine. It means that you've never been touched, you still remain, in that sense, unowned. Any lass in this place can seduce a guy... But, how many of them do you think are as untouched as yourself?"
[#] Adrien Ravenloch has left the Dark Realm.
Kit'n smiled softly, and nuzzled against his knee, then glanced up at him. "Aye, but as such, in that sense, do you truly own me?" Her tone was playful, but she was serious, and it was something that worried her a little. Why, exactly, was it that he'd never touched her? After the first few weeks it had been something that she'd just accepted, but in light of this conversation- was there something wrong with her? He'd owned her for longer than she'd kept track of, and was still untouched.
[&] (1:52:04 PM) Away mode set.
[&] (1:53:52 PM) Active after 1 minutes.
Trench sighs softly, "You are my pet, my servant, my slave. in most sense, I own you in just about every way one could claim another... However, I never have claimed you in this method. Hm, I've kept myself busy... But, aside from that, I have owned you since you were so young... I've raised you from a kitten. But, in all the years that I've raised you, I never taught you how to commit yourself in this manner. Because of owning you from such a young age, you're the only slave I've ever owned that was untouched before owning... In this, I almost fear giving up..."
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Kit'n blinked, and lifted her head, looking alarmed. "Giving up what?" she asked, the naive little kit that she was. She was eager to please, as always, but she wasn't sure what to do in this case. She kept her arms around his lower legs, as affectionate as she'd always been, and looked up into his eyes as she waited for his reply.
Trench chuckles as his eyes look into your own, obviously amused by the question. "Your innocence, lass... To completely give your body to me is to basically relinquish your innocence to me. That is the final aspect of you that I have not taken for myself... And finding a furre who still holds such a thing is such a rarity..."
Kit'n gave him a slightly amused smile, and shook her head. "All that I am, all that I have is yours," she replied, never breaking her gaze from his. A rarity she might have been, but she'd been lucky thus far in not encountering anyone who'd required that service of her. Trench, at least, would be gentle with her, and take his time to treat her tenderly until she grew used to it. Someone else would simply take what he wanted and not care about her wellbeing.
[#] Carune has entered the Dark Realm.
[&] (2:05:31 PM) Away mode set.
[#] Carune has left the Dark Realm.
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Trench pulls you up to him, holding your body closely to himself as he replies, "I know that... And I suspect you always shall be..." He chuckles before he gives you a bit of a lick upon our nose, "You don't even really know much of anything that I speak of, do you?"
Kit'n let herself rest against him and smiled when he licked her nose. She shook her head to his question, however, and looked up at him curiously. "Nay, I don't," she replied. "But I'm willing to learn.."
Trench nods slightly, his paw rubbing a bit upon your back, "It's been my experience that once you break through this... Well, now you don't realize what you've not been through... However, once you lose such innocence... It can become an addictive desire."
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Kit'n murred quietly as he rubbed her back, and slipped her arms around his neck. "Addictive?" she asked, not sure how something like that could be so. "Why would it be addictive?" she continued.
Trench takes a brief pause, uncertain how to answer that, "Well... Because, it is... How to say.. Quite pleasurable. But, because it's so pleasurable, it makes it almost a sacred act."
Kit'n looked a little confused, but nodded her head anyway. "What makes it so pleasurable?" she asked. He'd opened a floodgate when he started answering her questions, apparently she was curious.
Trench:has, indeed, started up some trouble. But, the conversation didn't make him uncomfortable, but he wasn't too certain how to bring up such a discussion. He almost felt as if he was having 'the talk' with a child of his. "Urm, well... To really understand, you'd have to know more about the act itself. But, I don't think I should go into any detail about that. The thing is... It stimulates certain highly sensitive parts of the body. But, until you experience this, you don't know about it, and thus don't crave it. It doesn't control you in any kind of way as it might afterwards."
[#] Nyarlathotep has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Nyarlathotep has left the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Kit'n looked more confused after he finished speaking than she had before he'd started, but nodded anyway. A thought struck her, and she asked the question that came to her before she thought about it. "Will you show me?"
[&] (2:25:24 PM) Away mode set.
[#] Jinn has entered the Dark Realm.
[&] (2:25:54 PM) Active after 0 minutes.
Trench blinks blankly as he looks to you. His mind races for the answer to the question before he finally says, "Urm... What do you mean... Show you?"
Kit'n tilted her head to the side, and explained the question, though she'd still not thought about it. "Show me, what it's like?"
Trench nods slightly, not really having been answered in his question, but he's had a moment to think, now. "You have never seen a furre naked outside of yourself, have you?"
Kit'n thought for a moment, then simply shook her head. "No, I haven't," she replied. Not that she'd gone looking for any, at any rate. She played her fingers through his hair, absently stroking the back of his neck.
Trench nods slightly. This was the disgusting part, to one unfamiliar with the act. But, it had to be said. His paw lowers, touching softly between your legs, "Right here... Not every furre is the same... A female possesses an opening... The male furres possess the filler for such an opening."
[#] Alekzandre has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Adrien Ravenloch has entered the Dark Realm.
Kit'n tensed a little as his paw rested between her thighs, and she blushed a little. It wasn't disgusting to her, but certainly something that she hadn't expected. She nodded her head, however, and slowly relaxed against him. "So the male fills the female?" she asked.
Trench chuckles at the blunt way of speaking, but nods a bit, his paw resting in your lap. "Aye, that's about the basics of it."
[#] Alekzandre has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Cameron LaFey has entered the Dark Realm.
Kit'n had no other way to speak, as she didn't know anything about the act, and went right on with her query. "But, what's so pleasurable about that?" she asked, shifting a little against him.
[#] Adrien Ravenloch has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Cameron LaFey has left the Dark Realm.
Trench takes in a deep breath. There was no other way about it. Explination would do no further good, at this point. His paw slowly moves into your clothing, touching your skin as it moves closer between your legs, once more. He rubs softly at your crotch, his finger toying at the opening, softly... Slowly. As he does so, he begins to explain, "Because, your body is most sensitive at this point. And, much like how you appreciate when your back is rubbed, this is the same thing... Only quite a bit more intense."
Kit'n's eyes widened as he gently played with her, and she drew a deep breath as she felt the first stirrings of desire. She tensed against him again, and blushed, though she wasn't sure why. "Aye," she replied, a little breathlessly. "I see..." She gazed into his eyes as he spoke, her hands stilled behind his neck; apparently, she had no other questions.
Trench nods to himself, his paw easing to a stop, then drawing from you, moving up to your waiste, holding you upon him, "That, of course, is merely a very minor sample... To go further with that, to do something completely involved is, by far, more intense... Needless to say, you can see how it could easily become quite addictive."
[#] Isis Jewel has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Isis Jewel. ]
[ Isis Jewel whispers, "" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Isis Jewel. ]
[ Isis Jewel whispers, "" to you. ]
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[ You whisper "" to Isis Jewel. ]
[ Isis Jewel whispers, "Isis Jewel giggles a bit, nodding " to you. ]
[ Rhuddlan whispers, "It's in the imaginarium, if you start at the crossroads and take the road leading down and right, you should see it almost immediately." to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Isis Jewel. ]
[ You whisper "" to Rhuddlan. ]
Kit'n slowly nodded her head, and let herself rest against him again, comfortable once again. She'd have to think about what had transpired just now, and that would come later that night, if given a chance. Another question came to her, and she shifted so that her cheek was against his shoulder, and she was looking up at him. "Does it feel the same for a male?" she asked. "And how does a woman please him as thus, when they are created so differently?" Ah, the questions start again.
[ Isis Jewel whispers, "Kajira find it hard to be pleasing to a man without knowing how to please him.>" to you. ]
[ Rhuddlan whispers, "Not a problem. =)" to you. ]
Trench chuckles, "Many questions, aren't there? Well, it's not exactly the same, obviously, but very similar. When the male moves himself into the female, it stimulates the nerves for the both of them, because they fit so perfectly. So, it ends up being pleasing for both."
Trench: Urm, do you mind if we are joined?
[#] Aida Kanaki has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Isis Jewel whispers, "" to you. ]
Kit'n nodded her head; that made much more sense. She smiled and lowered her head again, then shook her head. "No, I don't mind," she replied. Why would she mind if someone else joined them?
[#] Onen Klaas has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench suddenly realizes just how simple it would be to introduce threesomes as a common thing... Still, he leaves that for later on and invites another slave to join them.
[*] Your request has been sent to Isis Jewel.
[*] Isis Jewel has accepted your request.
[*] Isis Jewel joins you.
[#] Jinn has left the Dark Realm.
Isis Jewel lowers to her knees, bottom resting on her heels with parted thighs. Paws are palm up on her folded legs, chest out and head level despite humbly downcast eyes.
[#] Aida Kanaki has left the Dark Realm.
Trench turns fully, Kit'n still in his lap as he nods to Isis, "I wish you both to meet... Isis, this is Kit'n... Kit'n, meet Isis Jewel..."
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Kit'n: [Yay!]
Isis Jewel: [Yay?]
Kit'n: [I get reconnected.]
Isis Jewel looks up to the other girl, offering a smile and nod "Pleased to meet you, sister."
Kit'n shifted against Trench, then looked a little confused. "Greetings, Isis," she replied. She'd never been introduced to 'sisters in slavery' as it were, and the term confused her a little.
Trench looks over to Isis, "I was merely explaining the process of what it means to lose one's innocence to Kit, here..."
Isis Jewel has an expression of sudden understanding, nodding to her master "Ah I see then. She's new to her chains then?"
[#] Onen Klaas has left the Dark Realm.
Kit'n blinked, and lifted her head from Trench's chest. "Nay," she replied, looking at Isis. "I've been one of Trench's since I was but a kit.."
Trench shakes his head a bit, offering a slight chuckle, "I've just never much taught her these things... And fortunately, neither has anyone else."
(You see Kit'n.)
> A small feline, dark hair and pastel colouring, looks up as you pass her by. Her turquoise eyes seem calm, almost serene, and very intelligent. She has dark markings that match her haircolour, and dark clothing to blend in rather than accent those markings. She seems to be about sixteen or so years old, but looks can be decieving.
Isis Jewel: [damn discons....]
Kit'n: [Back. Again.]
Isis Jewel's tail flicks as she grins a bit mischievously "A few of the regular residents here do seem a bit... egar to teach in that area?" She offers a friendly smile to Kit "It may hurt a little atfirst but it can be very adicting later."
(You see Kit'n.)
> A small feline, dark hair and pastel colouring, looks up as you pass her by. Her turquoise eyes seem calm, almost serene, and very intelligent. She has dark markings that match her haircolour, and dark clothing to blend in rather than accent those markings. She seems to be about sixteen or so years old, but looks can be decieving.
Trench is the only one not disconning?
Kit'n steals Trench's connection.[]
Trench: Aye, that's something I'm rather concerned with... Right now, she's virtually immune to it's addiction. She is still pure and innocent... I'm not sure I want her losing that.
Kit'n blinked at Isis' words; it hurt at first? That was definitely something she didn't want; she had no tolerance for pain, at all. She let herself rest against Trench again, comfortable in his embrace. She remained silent while the two of them spoke; as almost always, she learned better by listening than she did by asking questions.
Isis Jewel purrs sofftly, lengthy tail lifting to float on the air "It is master's say in the end. There are other things that can be done to a woman besides simply opening her for men. And she can certainly serve master's needs until then."
Trench looks to Isis with an inquisitive eye, responding with a somewhat off topic question, "And what of you? Are you a perfect slave, awaiting to pleasure me in any way I could possibly think of?"
Kit'n nodded her head quietly against Trench, and shifted against him again, letting her eyes rest on Isis and waiting for the girl's response. Trench's question aroused her curiosity, but she waited, allowing them to speak rather than asking questions.
Isis Jewel giggles a bit, turning her head to one side so as to fiegn being bashful "Me master? Well all kajira are supposed to be sluts for any whim thier master likes."
Trench smirks, offering a nod. "And your loyalty? This kingdom is known for falling from the planet, as am I, from time to time... But as those truly loyal to me and this Realm have learned, I'm always destined to return, and they do the same. Those that are truly loyal to me, such as Kit, here, always are at my side... Are you to be of the same nature?"
Kit'n blinked at Isis' coarse words, not quite sure of what to make of them. Trench's line of questioning made sense as he replied to Isis, and she nuzzled against his shoulder again, a faint smile on her face.
Isis Jewel nods, letting her little joke fall away "Yes master. Kajira depend on their master for everything. It only makes sense to do everything for my master. Aside from the fact he can kill me on a whim, if my master is happy then thing are likely to be better for me."
[#] Merlin the Wizard has left the Dark Realm.
Trench chuckles, nodding a bit, "That is good, then... I do hate to question the loyalty of my servants. That's why I've always liked slaves... They tend to be so much more loyal than your typical warriors or such."
Trench: (Alright, I have run upon some errands that must be run. Would you two be able to entertain each other in my absence?)
Isis Jewel: [Ooo kinky.]
Kit'n: [I've actually got to run too, my sister needs help in the attic x.x]
Isis Jewel: [I have work anyway so see you later :-)]
Trench: (Alright, don't be a stranger... Oh, Isis, do you have an IM?)
Isis Jewel: [chakatspringsong on yahoo]
Kit'n: [I'll be on again maybe around five or so tonight.]
[#] Katmandu has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: (Chakat?)
[ You whisper "(Oh, good timing. I was just heading out. >.<)" to Katmandu. ]
Isis Jewel: [Yeah]
Trench has had one increadibly pleasurable experience with a chakat in the past...
[ Katmandu whispers, "[It'll happen, patience is a virtue" to you. ]
Kit'n has had no incredibly pleasurable experiences in her past :-P
Isis Jewel: [I used to run a wandering chakat bard in furcadia]
[ You whisper "(One you've grown good at.)" to Katmandu. ]
[ Katmandu whispers, "[Only by necessity. Moving is really a pain.]" to you. ]
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Trench: (Haven't seen a chakat since.)
Isis Jewel: [There's a little bit of prejudice in kasuria. I made the mistake of walking into the Ballad tavern as a chakat. They're very narrow minded]
Trench: (Yeah... You're in a different place, here...)
Trench: (Much more accepting of such things.)
Kit'n: [Hehe, even seventeen year old virgin slaves are accecptable here.]
Kit'n: [Yeah, yeah, lame joke. Anyway, my sister's calling, so I'll be back later. -snugs- thanks for the roleplay guys.]
Isis Jewel: [See you later :-)]
Trench: (Heh, later both of ya.)
[#] Kit'n has left the Dark Realm.
Trench yiffs Isis before departing. :P

Session closed 2004-12-11 15:33:34



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[ You whisper "." to Vision. ]
[#] Trench has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] The shadows within the realm begin to shift and contort. After a moment, the shadows join into one final location, a body forming, the shadow's solidifying.
Dark Realm is now sharing control of this dream with you.
[ You whisper "" to Vision. ]
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[#] Porrima has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Porrima has entered the Dark Realm.
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[ Vision whispers, "[whew]" to you. ]
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[ You whisper "(Better?)" to Vision. ]
[ Vision whispers, "[I almost feel settled but I did put my aim on message mode. Contact me on msn if you need to. I just have to put a stop on the messages that come to me when I am trying to concentrate. Makes me irritable as hell.]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Ellia said you had a message for me.)" to Vision. ]
[#] Evil Incarnate has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Rhuddlan has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Niamwen has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Dyvardrian has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: Teleport, throne!
[#] A regal shift is felt within the Realm.
[ Vision whispers, " [Not a message exactly, Vis told her that she wanted to speak with you on private matters. The meeting last night was interrupted and she would like to resume it.]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Aye. Rhuddlan just entered my Realm. I'm curious to see why.)" to Vision. ]
Evil Incarnate snickered "My, my, such a difference from my las sojourn here."
Ellia A're sits down in the seat next to Trench and touches his hand, nodding to their guests as she turns to look at them, resting her staff upon her shoulder as she studies each of them individually...
Trench didn't think it that different. He offers a slight bow as he looks to Rhuddlan, "Greetings, good Lord. To what do I owe the honors?"
Rhuddlan follows the Lady into the court room, nodding respectfully to Trench as he approaches. "Lord Trench, these three are among the highest ranking of my kingdom. We come here in haste, having learned of a matter which we believe has direct implications on your personal well-being."
Niamwen curtsies upon the entrance of another kingdom's hall. She stands shortly after, nodding once to Rhuddlan's words and holding her silence.
Trench nods, waving a paw towards Rhuddlan, "By all means, go on." He offers a slight nod of respect to each that follow Rhuddlan.
Evil Incarnate nodded, actually speaking up "The one called Abaddon and his tiger friend would attempt to slay you."
[ Vision whispers, "[Take you time, no rush. I am also curious. :-) ]" to you. ]
Trench: Two questions to this... One, what tiger friend... Two, how did you come by this information?
Dyvardrian bows to Trench after halting with the rest of the group. Her eyes wander, capturing every detail of the room, but her attention quickly snaps back to the ones who speak, as she is not too clear as to the exact details of the trouble brewing.
Rhuddlan: My Arch Magus, the Lady Niamwen, has recieved word that a certain Abaddon, in partnership with one Jinn, are planning an attack on the Realm at any moment."
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with set cala! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
Katmandu's eyes pop open at that news. She was not feining sleep, just resting her eyes as the others strode in. She does a mental check for Kaji and glances with worry toward her Lord.
[#] Onen Klaas has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're raises an eyebrow "And from whom has this lady, whom I suspect is with you, gained such information from...?" She pushes a lock of her silvery hair behind her head and waits for an answer.
Ellia A're: [gah! repetitive..]
Evil Incarnate snickered "Were I to reveal my secrets, they'd be no longer secret."
[#] Onen Klaas has left the Dark Realm.
Trench looks to Rhuddlan, "Do you trust this lad?"
Niamwen nods faintly at her name, her paw moving to motion towards the creature in black. "Deciphering a riddle of sorts from him there."
Katmandu studies the secret keeper who looks very familiar to her while reaching behind her neck, under her white tresses.
Rhuddlan looks over at Evil. "Indeed Lord Trench, I believe he speaks what he believes to be the truth."
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[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Trench nods to Rhuddlan, "Your information is the second time I've heard this. You confirming this information is invaluable. I thank you greatly for this, and shall anticipate his attack."
Evil Incarnate: Well then.
Trench: (Invaluable... That didn't mean lacking value did it? I meant it was beyond value... I hope it came off as that...)
Niamwen: (Maybe it's unvaluable?)
Ellia A're: [unvaluable = lacking of value]
Niamwen grabs dictionary.()
Niamwen: (Erf. Well there you are ^^)
Ellia A're: [you where right, Trench]
Rhuddlan: [Methinks it means beyond value, twas certainly taken as such. And tis the contest I am familiar with]
Katmandu: [You got it right]
Rhuddlan: *context[]
Katmandu: [Take it from an English major.]
Evil Incarnate tapped his paw upon the earth. "Mission complete, lord Crumpet?"
Rhuddlan shakes his head. "Not for me Evil. I will remain here for a time, to offer my ssistance in the event of an attack, for what it's worth. If the rRealm is assualted, do not let it be said that Rhuddlan failed to stand by its side."
[#] Plito has left the Dark Realm.
Rhuddlan: [*assistance and Realm]
Katmandu suppresses a smile at the words spoken by Evil. A look of relief crosses her face as her paw rests upon Kaji's hidden body.
Dyvardrian stiffles a snicker again, muttering quietly to Evil, "I can't keep a straight face when you say that." After hearing Rhuddlan's words, she speaks then to Rhuddlan, "What about the rest of us, milord? Do you have a preference as to whether we stay or go that we should be informed of?"
[#] Plito has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench chuckles as he shakes his head, "Rhuddlan, I greatly appreciate the offer... But, I'm quite an accomplished warrior, and I know running a kingdom such as yours is a difficult task. None will attack while this kingdom is so heavily guarded. Go ahead to your home, Rhuddlan. The very fact that I'm not caught off guard, now, will provide me with quite the advantage."
Niamwen reaches up to tap Rhuddlan's shoulder with agreement to Dyv and Trench's words. "They are correct, my lord."
[ You whisper "." to Vision. ]
[ You whisper "(Apparently, we are to be attacked by a furre that visits here often. Soon, from what they say.)" to Vision. ]
[#] Adrien Ravenloch has entered the Dark Realm.
Rhuddlan nods in acceptance, acknowledging Trench's right to make the decision in matters concerning the defence of the Realm. "If you wish. But know that the Castle Rhuddlan stands by your side, willing to lend aid should you ever wish to draw upon its resources. We find no greater honour than in standing beside out allies in times of conflict."
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "'lo, I have a question. Would you mind terribly much if Adrien was a member of an allied kingdom, and did assassin work for both? I was semi-invited to join a faction within a particular allied kingdom that seeks to stop the alliance with DR..so I figured I'd be able to crash that party, if you dun mind." to you. ]
Trench: For that, I thank you, Rhuddlan... And, as always, offer the same to your home.
Ellia A're would laugh lightly as she looks to Rhuddlan "We appreciate your concern, Rhuddlan, but you should not fear for my lord Trench - He is not as blinded by hubris as our foes are, and have always been..." She raises an eyebrow in Trench's direction "Though that is not to say it is not there..."
[ You whisper "I'm not totally certain I followed what you were saying, but if it's what I think it was, then by all means. Sounds beneficial to me." to Adrien Ravenloch. ]
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
Evil Incarnate shrugged, slow smirk spreading across his lips "It appears my rose as bloomed." he glanced towards Rhuddlan "Lord Crumpet, perhaps you should depart for the eve, it's been a long day."
[ Ellia A're whispers, "Pride, dear Trench, pride." to you. ]
Rhuddlan nods respectfully once more, beginning to exit in order to allow the Lord to see to the administration of his Realm. "I will return to the Castle then. I am glad to know that my warning has been of value."
[ Ellia A're whispers, "Pride, and arrogance." to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
(You see Adrien Ravenloch.)
> Locks of obsidian hue dance abot broad shoulders, the tips of few strands which escaped his cropping play across his shouldes lightly. Encased in a large, slightly thicker than usual, chest plate, he bears an odd symbol on the right side of his sternum. Wrists, being locked within matching metal bracers, which have an odd metalic protrusion which looks to be able to hold a blade. Tattered pants addorn his lower form, meeting the top of rugged boots, which oddly seem well kept despite their condition.
Dyvardrian bows to Trench and turns on heel to follow Rhuddlan. She says no more, as none is needed.
Evil Incarnate flicks a paw towards Nia "I'll be but a moment lady fae."
[#] Rhuddlan has left the Dark Realm.
Niamwen: (Eeek.)
[#] Dyvardrian has left the Dark Realm.
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "In the Axfen castle continuety, there is a faction bent on stopping the alliance. I kind of impressed the leader of the faction, and have been offered the chance to join oocly, so I'm going to have the other ask Adrien Icly. And as a guise, I figure Adrien'll join Axfen as a warrior, so no one is suspicious, pretend to be bent on overthrowing the alliance with DR. And in the end, royally screw all of the faction members when he reveals them all to you. This would A)Provide rp plot, B) Make Trench look VERY well informed Icly, without any form of godmoding. And C) Be more than a little amusing when the faction gets broken, and people figure out it was me oocly. Also, I figure once the faction is shattered, Adrien should remain in Axfen to keep assured quelling of rising factions and such." to you. ]
Niamwen curtsies, leaving them to their business. "Good evening."
[#] Niamwen has left the Dark Realm.
Evil Incarnate folds his arms "Well, he's windy, isn't he?" partial jest.
Trench shrugs slightly, "I don't know about him, but after chili night, I certainly am."
[ You whisper "Might be good." to Adrien Ravenloch. ]
Ellia A're: [No fart jokes, Trench...]
Trench: (Sorry.)
Evil Incarnate waves a paw "I thought there was an odious stench about..." he murmured "I've an idea for his dark death lordship." this bat seemed perpetually jesting.
Trench chuckles a bit to the jest, "By all means, I'm listening..."
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "I just wanted to clear it with ya before I continued with it. Bech already knows I'm planning on joining here as an assassin as well. n.n So there should be no reasons for him to object to anything at the moment." to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Apparently, we are to be attacked by a furre that visits here often. Soon, from what they say.)" to Vision. ]
Adrien Ravenloch: [Afk for like 30 minutes]
Evil Incarnate smirked "Two things: release Whyl of her obligation to dark realm: order her cooperation with Rhuddlan: there are three other women there who, with her, form a more effective leadership than Rhuddlan himself." he'd tap his paw on the stone.
Adrien Ravenloch: [Bah, nvm, rerun n.n]
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
Trench: I don't believe her obligation is held by me, but by her mother...
[#] Arnold QuikStryke has entered the Dark Realm.
Evil Incarnate arched a brow. "Mm... Nevermind that then, though... Perhaps you could "suggest" it to her." he'd smirk. "Second, allow Abaddon and Jinn their attack, lay a trap." he smirked "The one called Æon who will come with them may be exremely valuable, if trained correctly."
Trench: Will that one be fighting with or against them?
(You see Arnold QuikStryke.)
> Arnold's attire consisted of black trousers, heavy woollen ebony cloak, and matching trousers, facial features indestinguishable through a heavy layer of shadow. Two blades were stuck in scabbards at his hip. One was a well-crafted shortsword, and the other was a longsword, both crafted of steel and deadly.. 6'8" and 295 pounds was his build, and very few topped his physique. Strapped about the monstrous feline's shoulder was a long rifle. [=***=]
[#] Katmandu has left the Dark Realm.
Evil Incarnate flicked his ears "With, capture him, spread the word of his death, teach him."
Evil Incarnate would pad about the room a bit "I don't need to inform you of the... Tactical abilities of this trio of mad men who seeks to challenge you?"
Trench shakes his head, "What you fail to understand is that I am one furre... Possibly Ellia will be able to aid me... But, if it is the two of us against the three of them, we can dispatch them, but we won't have the luxery of being fancy and taking them over. I'll feel fortunate if we can destroy them."
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with yamo! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
* Sorry, there's no furre around right now with a name starting with raykit! -- Beekin the Help Dragon
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "n.n You could always let them fall into a tiger pit of molases, or some other nonlethal trap." to you. ]
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Evil Incarnate spun his finger about. "A trap, a trap. Overwhelm Abaddon with physical attacks: magic fails. Jinn Is aging, weak, pelt him with magic from afar and watch him crumble." he'd pause a moment. "Æon, you'll have to stun with electrical attacks, short out that armor of his and knock the blade unconscious. Plan accordingly, or strike beforehand."
Adrien Ravenloch blinks as he listens to the conversation, raising his hand slightly to inform the others that he had an idea on the matter.
Trench nods slightly, "Heh, how ironic that you say Jinn is aging... Don't worry, I'll handle the situation, though I do that you for the advice."
Arnold QuikStryke stepped into the room, his large form sweeping up the black tiled path, taking up at least half of the space. Arnold glared at the two on the throne, clenching his digits tightly about the two hilts at either hip; arms in an X-pattern beneath dark-shaded cloak, making invisible whatever movements he made. Locks of a brownish-gold hue were protruding from layer upon layer of shadow that laid about his facial features. He kept his silence, just watching the actions and habits of all four of them.
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
[ Ellia A're whispers, "No, I think he is just attempting to look imposing..." to you. ]
Evil Incarnate smirked "Remember, subdue the white tiger, take him before hand if necessary."
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
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Trench: I will do what must be done.
[ Ellia A're whispers, "well, if you are right, I doubt he will get an attack off.." to you. ]
Evil Incarnate nodded "See that you do."
[#] Katmandu has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench: I always do...
Ellia A're would relax in her chair, her feet on the floor infront of her chair as her tail lazily waves next to her, listening to the man's words and shaking her head but staying silent as she watches him and Trench...
Evil Incarnate offered a slight bow "I bid you farewell."
[#] Evil Incarnate has left the Dark Realm.
Katmandu leans against the throne, rubbing her hip as if itches.
Katmandu: +it*
Trench looks over to Arnold, offering him a slight nod of greetings, "May I be of aid to you?"
Adrien Ravenloch raises his hand a bit farther, though he's unwilling to speak before being bid to do so. Wariness creeps into his eyes as he awaits Sir Trench's reaction, yet an odd humor seems apparent as well.
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
Ellia A're looks over to Adrien and raises a brow, sitting up straight in her chair "Hello, Adrien, do you have something to say...?"
Adrien Ravenloch winces a second before looking to Trench, nodding absently. "Aye....I believe I have a solution to the predicament I overheard the other explaining to Sir Trench..."
[#] Kit'n has entered the Dark Realm.
Arnold QuikStryke avoided charging towards Trench for now, shaking his head. Arnold was still silent, save the deep intakes of air to keep control of his blades and mind. Arnold unfurled his large, sweeping wings, spreading them about. Letting them loose, plumage and feathers dangled from his back to graze the stone tile floor. He twisted his head in a rough direction of Adrien, as if to say, 'talk to him.'
Trench's form seems to darken a bit. The shadows within the Realm begin to draw to him, swirling about him defensively, "Aye, Adrien... Speak your mind."
Katmandu s norse blue eyes focus on the male to who Ellia speaks, one eye on the large imposing male in the aisle. She gazes between them until Kit'n arrives, she give that one a look of recognition, though it had been much time that had passed since seeing her.
Adrien Ravenloch smiles a bit nervously. "Well..you have to get them to remain still, or ineffective long enough to speak....and possibly subdue. I think an attack would result in nothing but death...but a trap designed to capture could be put to use instead...and I tink I know what could be done." Glancing to Arnold he would wait to be told to go on, or to remain silence until there were no prying ears.
Trench stares briefly to Adrien, shrugging a bit, "Doesn't matter. They die, I'm fine with it. It was the rat's wish to capture the one, not mine. As far as I'm concerned, they will all fail." The shadows that flow around him, continue to draw to him, growing thicker about him.
Kit'n walked into the room and saw Kat and Ellia, and smiled softly to each of them. Kat stood where she usually made her perch, and so she walked down a few steps to sit before the stone benches, nodding to Trench. Her ears flickered at the sound of Adrien's voice, and she turned to face him him briefly, then to the male she'd never seen before. She remained silent, as was one of her traits; the girl could do nearly everything without a sound.
Adrien Ravenloch nods absently turning away slightly. "Okay, I suppose it doesn't matter, in that case. I'll not bother your time by bringing up a trap that would simply waste time and energy."
[#] Onen Klaas has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench chuckles, and only offers a shrug. Yet, dispite his humored appearance, the shadows show a defensive position about him, darkening the presence about him, "It's alright, lad... Thanks for the help, though." His gaze then returns to Arnold, though the gaze would become difficult to see through the swirling shadows, "You merely stand there... Why?"
Katmandu remains visibly calm, drawing partially on her Master's demeanor and confidence. She hold Kaji under one arm as he seems to be sleeping. She keeps her eyes only on the apparently pugnacious male in the aisle and tries to warn Kit'n with grave looks and a twist of her paw to come out of the line of fire if violence should ensue. She, herself get ready to leap.
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "o.o Is arnold going to attack?" to you. ]
[#] Micheru has entered the Dark Realm.
[ You whisper "" to Adrien Ravenloch. ]
Kit'n lowered her eyes nearly immediately after glancing at Arnold, and never saw Kat's grave warnings to her. She didn't know what she was walking into here, but knew to keep her ears open- A trap? For whom, to what purpose? Was something happening? She took her usual posture, seeming little more than some trinket purchased to decorate the realm, but keeping herself alert enough to know what was going on around her.
Arnold QuikStryke glanced around the room at each of the figures that were etched into his face, taking in their habits, general build and anything else of particular interest. As Trench spoke to him, he stared into the abyss that was a thick veil of shadow. "That's my business, thank you very much." He said, taking in a deep breath to calm himself down. Should he find the man who caused his companion in Lerdia so much pain, all hell will break loose.
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "Adrien Ravenloch snorts. "He's not worth all that, I took him out in two rounds in a friendly spar...we called it even, but only because he managed to get a hit in as I ran him through...>.> but with Adriens armor...yeah, let's just say he lost...n.n;" to you. ]
[#] Micheru has left the Dark Realm.
Trench quirks a brow, obviously skeptical, "You stand in the middle of the hallway of my home... And you state that doing so is not my business?"
Katmandu feels Kaji struggling between her upper arm and chest, the small dark dragon squirmed, twisted and squeaked loudly for attention. Kat quickly grabbed him by the tail to dangle for a few moments until she could get a better grip. Her mind off the tension in the room for now.
Adrien Ravenloch grits his teeth absently, his own form tensing slightly, his right fist clenching in near unconcious manner. His eyes watch Arnold, yet they don't, his attention seeming to be focused on something else for the moment.
Arnold QuikStryke nodded, shrugging his broad shoulders as he spoke for the second time, quite defiantly infact, "That's about right." Arnold wrapped his tail 'bout his waist, overlapping the black leather belt that was underneath his cloak. The flintlock rifle that was strapped to his shoulder was not loaded, so that was a peaceful gesture for now. White appendages curled in and folded up to his back, making him seem smaller in comparison to his much broader form with his wingspan spread, but by no means tiny.
Trench shakes his head a bit, obviously unconvinced of the fact stated, "No, it's not right, in fact... Y'see, anything that happens within my Realm is my business. Sometimes, I don't care so much about what's going on, but for some reason, you've made it to where I care. So, you standing in front of me all menacingly has definately become my concern, and thusly, my business."
Kit'n was oblivious to any actual danger in the room, though she had a bad feeling that she couldn't shake. She glanced up briefly to Trench, then slowly turned her head to face Arnold again, unable to help herself. The look on her face was one of near horror; the man was outright rude to the ruler of the Realm- Kit'n couldn't imagine what would happen to her were she to speak that way to her owner.
Katmandu grimaces with exasperation as she tries to get Kaji under control, he seems to be feeding off the tension in the room now, struggling to break free of her grasp. His plaintive cries are shrill and can't be ignored now. But there is nothing she can do to quiet him.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Ellia A're sighs and rubs her forhead "Trench... why do we attract people like this..?" Ellia was beginning to get a migrane, her forhead throbbing as she rests her staff upon her shoulder and sits up, her hair falling about her face.
Adrien Ravenloch quirks a brow slightly at the others words, only half hearing as he continued to force his attentions elsewhere. His right hand opens slightly, allowing a gap to form in his hand just large enough for a baseball, or similarly sized object to be fitted within his grip. A soft energy begins to surround him, his attentions drawing on some unseen force to draw alien energies unto himself.[Blah, prepping, not gonna keep track, but whatever]
[#] Onen Klaas has left the Dark Realm.
[#] xsilentdarkhellx has entered the Dark Realm.
Katmandu gasps as the tiny dragon takes flight, swerving from her and in front of her Master. This is the first time she has seen him fly and he seems to be attracted to the golden hair of the one in the aisle, wise enough to keep his distance, the beating of his wings is louder than can be accounted for, for one of his size.
Adrien Ravenloch's hand flexes slightly as the energies are focused there, an odd surging motion drawing such energies into the space just barely touching his flesh. Shivering slightly as the epicenter of the flowing energies begins to form, he continues with his task. A small bead of emerald hued material begins to form within Adriens palm, less than an inch in diameter.
Trench: (It is common courtesy, Adrian, to wait until others have posted before posting your next prep.)
Adrien Ravenloch: [>< woopsies, sorry habit to hit enter when I'm done]
Adrien Ravenloch: [Scratch that for the moment, I'll edit when my turns up.]
Katmandu: [mmm, I am probably guilty as well.... sorry]
Arnold QuikStryke nodded, His deep voice booming about the rock hall, "I respect that, but too bad my business is not yours. However, since I am in your home, I'll tell you. I am here to find one who resides here, a man with a hooked sword. I do not know his name, but he put his hook sword in my friend and soldier's knee, and I must return the favour. Now if you'd be so kind as to call off your friend's dragon and the man that is ever-so-kindly creating a christmas gift for me, that would be great." Bold and defiant towards authority, as usual.
xsilentdarkhellx: hello
xsilentdarkhellx: id like to be a warrior here
[ Adrien Ravenloch whispers, "XD Balth?" to you. ]
xsilentdarkhellx: how can i apply
Ellia A're: [you can start by moving..]
xsilentdarkhellx: ok
Adrien Ravenloch: [First chill, sit to the side, and wait for a moment]
Trench quirks a brow, looking to Ellia, then to others within the room. "I don't know everyone that resides in my Realm... However, I must admit, I'm not overly familiar with such a weapon, and I think I'd remember that... If they claimed to be as such, maybe I don't know them... Or, it could be, one that is attempting to frame my Realm."
xsilentdarkhellx: im going to come back tommorrow
(You see xsilentdarkhellx.)
> Find your darkness.realize your light.Get yourself out of reality.Find your own world.Do not say a word.for nobody will understand.Blast music into your head.lay there and silently scream.Try not to cry,try not to get fusterated at the people who just dont know,and will never know.It's somthing you will have to try to accept.For maby this is how your dream was meant to be,this is not a life.Do not fret,for you will wake up and live..live againnin.....
xsilentdarkhellx: i have errands to run
Adrien Ravenloch: [If'n you don't know about brackets, I think you'd be wasting your time...]
xsilentdarkhellx: so im waisting my time just because i dont use useless brackets
Katmandu: [ditto, learn the basics first]
xsilentdarkhellx: w/e
xsilentdarkhellx: byr
Adrien Ravenloch: [When rp is going on, it's proper to use brackets. If you don't know basic Ettiquete[sp?] then you shouldn't bother to come to a strict guild such as this]
xsilentdarkhellx: bye***
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xsilentdarkhellx: and who said that we were rp ing
xsilentdarkhellx: i know how to rop
Arnold QuikStryke: [Every single one of us in the room besides you.]
xsilentdarkhellx: rp*
Ellia A're would sigh and then stand up, walking forward to the man and carrying her staff with her. She stops infront of the male and looks at him with unconcern in her eyes "First of all, you assume he is one of us without even checking you idiot. There has been a man attacking lerdia for quite a while and saying he is from the Realm. Gather your information before you come barging in here, and you really should learn to loosen up..." She turns from him, her tail forming itself into a very obscene gesture as she walks back to her chair.
Adrien Ravenloch: [-.- That's why I said to chill and sit to the side....]
xsilentdarkhellx: and i know how to rp
Ellia A're: [sure you do.]
xsilentdarkhellx: ill be back here tommorrow
Katmandu: [etiquette]
xsilentdarkhellx: goodbye
Adrien Ravenloch: [Insert my other post ]
Adrien Ravenloch: [Danke, Katmandu n.n]
[#] xsilentdarkhellx has left the Dark Realm.
Katmandu: [yw :-)]
Kit'n let her gaze drop down to the floor again as Arnold spoke once more. She almost felt sorry for the man; she couldn't imagine being so rude to anyone at all, much less someone in authority as Trench was. She hoped there would be no violence that night; there was too much of it recently for her to be comfortable with. She shifted, however, bringing her knees together an arching her back slightly to stretch muscles before they got tired.
Katmandu whistles shrilly, bringing her thumb and middle digit to her lips. It seems to have no effect on her small companion that keeps bobbing up and over Arnold's head. She blushes at there naughty little beast but seems to be very proud of it's desire to protect the realm.
Arnold QuikStryke: [Don't know what you mean by 'bobbing up and over.']
[&] (11:27:45 PM) Away mode set.
Katmandu: [well, excuuuuuse me. :-) Typo on my part... bobbing up and down over your char's head.]
Arnold QuikStryke: [Okay. Merci. :-D]
Katmandu: [a thousand pardons... senor]
[#] Runningwolf Himura has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Runningwolf Himura has left the Dark Realm.
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[&] You have received 1 whispers while AFK. Type &read to read them.
[ 9:56:24 PM Vision whispers, "[whew]" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Vision. ]
Katmandu: [Oh, and did I mention: bobbing up and down, -well- out of reach]
Arnold QuikStryke dismissed the small dragon as unimportant, his concentration now on Adrien, responding to the woman that had spoken and gone without paying much attention to what he was saying, "Yeah yeah whatever. Tell your friend over there to stop playing with magicks. He's going to singe off his furre." For the first time, Arnold made a defensive move. Unfurling his wide, white wings and curling them about his form, he drew two swords: A longsword and a shortsword, holding them in an X before his cloaked, winged form, bending his knees and>
[ Vision whispers, "~Understood, I have an ex slave with me, his name is Plito. Perhaps you would be interested in having him as a resident. I believe he is capable of fighting."" to you. ]
Arnold QuikStryke>preparing to defend himself. Arnold was not interested in fighting anyone but the male with the hook sword.
[ Vision whispers, "~I am asking him now if he needs a home.~" to you. ]
Adrien Ravenloch allows his hand to open further as the emerald shape begins to expand, though rather than simply enlarging, it seems to expand in a predetermined patter, slipping out in all directions before suddenly banking as though hit by a wall. Slowly, an objetc which appears semi solid would begin to form, taking shape as an instrument of some kind, though as to what it actually is remains a mystery still as it is still being filled out. "I'm not going to attack you unless you prove yourself to be more than a pest, or I'm told to."
Trench draws his own Dark Sword, looking to the lad. Yet, he remains on his throne, unmoven. "I didn't think you'd care." With that, he offers a dismissive wave, "I know of no warrior with a hook, save perhaps Mephisto's meathooks that he tends to use... And if you hope to go against him, you'd do better to simply back out, now."
[#] Nyar has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Nyar.)
> Cold and calculating, with features of merciless perfection, like a statue carved of granite and adorned with sartorial elegance; a knee-length coat of crimson brocade embroidered with red-gold filigree, with trousers and shirt of similar tailored quality. In-hand, he bears no weapons; none apparent, at least. His eyes dark a-glitter drink the light deep, and lo, he leaves no shadow in his wake; rather, beneath his tred the grass withers and dies.
[ You whisper "" to Nyar. ]
Kit'n flicked her gaze over to look towards Adrien again, but lifted her head up to look at Arnold again, taking a slow breath as she did so. He'd drawn weapons, in the hall, before Trench and Ellia- even though he said he wasn't looking to fight anyone aside from the one with the hooked sword. Her eyes were frightened, and she slowly edged away a little, intending to put as much difference between herself and the blond man as she could manage.
[ Nyar whispers, "(What, ICly?)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Um, I think so. There's been another guy who's name starts with Nyar, and has been kind of confused with you. People are disappointed when they find out you're not.)" to Nyar. ]
[ Nyar whispers, "(Ah, Nyarlathotep(or however it's spelled.) Yeah.)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Yeah, so it's brought you into conversation a few times.)" to Nyar. ]
[ Nyar whispers, "(The benefits of being notorious, neh? You should know, of course. =P)" to you. ]
[ You whisper "(Vaguely.)" to Nyar. ]
Ellia A're would giggle a little bit as she listens to the man behind her, waving a hand over her shoulder "Sure sure, you really do need to leave though - your man with a hook sword is probably still at Lerdia.." She walks over to her throne and turns around, sitting down on it as she rests one ankle upon a knee and leans back in it, reaching over to grab her staff she had left next to the seat.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Nyar saunters in, his appearence immaculate as ever, his disdain palpable. "I had wondered what rabble might wander in these spaces, but I'd scarce imagined this motley band! A few halfwits and imbeciles, dancing under the shadow's gaze."
Trench's gaze shifts to Nyar, with an amused smirk, "Well, if it isn't one who rivals my own father. To what do I owe this great pleasure of a visit?"
Arnold QuikStryke did not move his winged casing, but he put his blades back into their brown leather casing. Arnold turned his eyes to Nyar, then to Trench again. "If you know nothing of this man, than I apologize for taking up your time." Arnold intertwined his digits and forced them out, cracking them loudly. At that, he bowed, respects given to everyone he meets, and turns to walk out.
Nyar: I thought it meet to pay a call of courtesy, of course; is simple politeness frowned upon in the realms?
Nyar's tone is respectful, but ever-so-slightly tinged with malice and the faintest shade of mockery...
[#] Arnold QuikStryke has left the Dark Realm.
Adrien Ravenloch: [Well, I'll be off]
Trench nods slight in response to Arnold, but continues to address Nyar, "Ah, but of course it's still very much appreciated. I can't say you're rare to appear somewhere without trouble following, but then, I tend to be the same way, so I can't very well fault you for such."
Katmandu watches as Kaji abandons his post and swoops down low, returning to perch on the toes of her boots. He is panting and looks quite tired but she leaves him there, eyes fully directed at the male in red.
Kit'n: [See you later Adrien ^.^]
Nyar makes a dismissive gesture. "Trouble comes much like a sudden storm; harmful only to those who lack the wit to harness it."
Adrien Ravenloch: [Bies]
Trench: (Later Adrien.)
Adrien Ravenloch: [If'n I'm needed, whisper]
Nyar: (Au revoir, Adrien?)
Ellia A're: [too late o.o]
[#] Adrien Ravenloch has left the Dark Realm.
Nyar: (Such is life.)
Katmandu: [way too late.]
Trench: That may be true... There is no trouble... Only manipulations of how to use such things to one's advantage. Regardless, you merely stop in to pay respects?
[#] Onen Klaas has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Onen Klaas has left the Dark Realm.
Nyar: To pay respects, and to see what allies you possess. I had thought better of you, though; I see no warriors of note around you, only slaves and sycophants.
Kit'n stopped trying to inch away from Arnold when he left the room, and breathed a soft sigh of relief when he was gone. She let herself resume her position; head down, back straight, and eyes trained to a spot somewhere before her on the floor. She shifted a little, getting comfortable, and let herself listen to the new voice. It seemed there were quite a few people she'd not met before in the realm that day.
Trench chuckles as he shakes his head, "The warriors are out... At a moment's notice, I can have an army around me. But, why? There is no threat, currently... And even if there was, I'm quite capable of handling myself, regardless. So why worry of such things, and, furthermore, why bore warriors by standing about for no reason?"
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Nyar: For pomp and circumstance, of course, should a visitor of note arrive. But it is less the absence of warriors than it is the presence of unworthies. A lord's possessions are an indication of the lord's power; why settle for less than the finest?
Trench: Ah, but I possess the finest of what it is I seek. Aye, those that visit me may not show much potential, but I humor all, for one rarely knows when something of value may come to you. Besides, one settles for less than the finest for there are times when one must understand that his bridges must not be burned.
Katmandu looks upon the male dispassionately, having heard his appraisal of her. She decides to listen to no more and bends gracefully to pick up her tiny petn and stroke it's head with her fingertip.
Nyar: I see. So you keep these wretched specimens out of... nostalgia and sentimentality. A curious obsession, to hang so firmly onto one's past.
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Kit'n took Nyar's words to heart; he'd just echoed the same thoughts she'd heard earlier that same day. She caught her lower lip in her teeth and bit down, refusing to allow herself to show emotion at the moment.
Ellia A're raises a silver eyebrow at the male before her, clearly blinded by arrogance. She allows him his statements, flipping through her own notebook as she attempts to put together the information she has recieved over the past few days...
Trench: The slaves? No.. They hold their purposes. If you fail to understand such, that's perfectly understandable. But, do not critisize my ability to see such things just because you have a lack of vision.
Nyar: My vision is of surpassing clarity.
[#] Snigsly has entered the Dark Realm.
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Nyar: As for your attendents, they seem to disbelieve my statements; perhaps their education is lacking?
Trench: Very much so, old one. Forgive them, but you can't expect those of new blood to the Realm to know those that aren't frequent visitors.
Katmandu coos softly to Kaji, the tiny dragon opens his mouth wide with a yawn to reveal rows of sharp white teeth. She is lost in her affections and only the voice of her Master can be heard by her now.
Nyar: Regardless, I find their lack of respect intolerable, and sorely lacking in hospitality. Should I thus be insulted by these sacks of impure water, because you saw no reason to fully educate them?
Kit'n blinked at that comment, but managed to keep her head down. She kept her mouth shut, for fear of saying the wrong thing.
[ Kit'n whispers, "" to you. ]
[#] Plito has left the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're sighs, deciding to speak up "Sir, I mean no disrespect, but your lack of civility is quite taxing.. Should you wish those about you to be educated in proper ettiquite, perhaps you should set an example of civility..?"
Trench: You must forgive my lack of interest in educating them in every furre that could potentially come into my Realm that I've ever met through history...
Nyar: No, shadow-king; you should merely educate them as to those likely to render them into such a state that vultures would find their carrion-carcass unpalatable.
[ You whisper "" to Ellia A're. ]
Trench: That would still be quite a list.
[ Ellia A're whispers, "No different from my father, Trench, the same tactics work quite well" to you. ]
Nyar: You tend to make such enemies, shadow-king? Or are your servants so weak as that?
Snigsly caws, the rustling sound of a crow heard! This rather morbid little creature - no doubt drawed by the lure of blood and carnage which Nyar's very presence so often promises - flutters upon a stone pedastol, ruffling its feathers absentmindedly and proceeding to poke its beak amidst itself, searching silently for a tasty tick to snack upon.
Katmandu lifts her companion up, allowing him to perch on her shoulder, then nudges his backside, coaxing him to seek refuge under the white curtain of her tresses.
Trench: I make many enemies... And it's not even that, but even my allies, and those that aren't considered my enemies, such as yourself, are ones to still show concern over. Mephisto, Mykeal, Mune, yourself.. The list does go on.
Nyar: The Lord of Flames and his ilk... but liches?
Nyar: Your servitors fall to -liches?-
Trench: Mune is no common lich.
Snigsly caws at Nyar's mention of liches, the sudden sound sharp and jarring, like a menacing laughter.
Nyar: I am aware of what Mune is and is not. Liches, though?
Nyar's voice is -laced- with disbelief and mockery.
Trench: I did not specify liches in general...
Nyar: You specified Mune Edoan. What next, Kinetic Sage? Another wet-behind-the-ribs lich, freshly imbued with power and the immortality of undeath?
Kit'n shifted slightly, and pushed herself to her feet, then slowly made her way from the room, looking nearly exhausted. She found her way to a quiet corner somewhere and lay down, curling herself into a little ball and closing her eyes to go to sleep.
Trench: Not Kinetic, though he has been about... But, as I said, Mune is no common being, and has proven many times, to many others, that he is a threat to be respected. I also stated Mephisto, yet I do not fear every vampyre that enters my gates.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
Snigsly's wing lifts, and that sharp piercing beak descends once more into the rough, searching briskly along the crow's very own breast.
Katmandu watches with interest as Kit'n rises and wanders off, she is having a hard time keeping her own eyes open and watches longingly as the other slave departs.
Nyar sniffs, dismissing mentions of Mune and Mephisto out-of-hand. "Mephisto and the liches can be dealt with. I, however, have a longer reach than any of those would-be conquerors... as your servants may some day discover for themselves."
[ You whisper "" to Katmandu. ]
Trench: Nyar, I've not had problems with you before. Yours is a combat I'd rather not deal with, but will should you decide to deal harm to those under my protection.
[ Katmandu whispers, "Katmandu blinks upon hearing those words, looks to her Master and places her forehead on the arm of the throne for his blessing in leaving." to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Katmandu. ]
Nyar: Then educate your chattel in the proper forms of respect, or find yourself in conflict you will -not- emerge victorious from.
Katmandu presses her head upon the arm of the throne, her body bent in two for a few moments, her silent signal to him that she is departing as well.
Katmandu: [him=Trench]
Snigsly's beak suddenly lifts at Nyar's word, head crooning back and peering up at the Blood almost fetchingly, much like a lass may peer upon a favored Lord. And that's about the time when the crow talks. His voice is - quite surprisingly - laced with a thick cockney accent, sounding like some casual thug off the streets of the Cage. "'Ey, basher. Yer that Blood, eh? I gotcha some dark."
Trench leans forward, quite intent, "Perhaps I wouldn't... But I wager that you aren't certain. I'm not denying it would be a challenge... But, it's not certain you would be the victor."
[#] Kit'n has left the Dark Realm.
Snigsly's words are followed up by a rather long and perverse bristling of the feathers, as that beak once again descends down into the ruffle of his breast, searching for a tasty tick he's missed.
Trench looks over towards Snigsly, disgustedly, "And you spoke ill of those that I keep company with?"
Snigsly's beak lifts from the ruffle of a breast-feather, aiming one of those shiny bead-like onyx eyes at Trench. It seems to twinkle, speaking further in that thick, strange accent. "Ha! Clueless sod, ain't he, Blood? Don't even know a Power when 'e meets one. Ol' Snigsly, though, he knows yah for what y'are, Blood."
[#] Meloney has entered the Dark Realm.
Nyar arches an eyebrow. "Never underestimate my certainty, shadow-king. I have afforded you respect as is warrented by your station and power within this sphere; I demand no less in return." With that said, he deigns now to eye the crow with a gaze of irritation. "What manner of carrion sends this harbinger of rot to greet me so?"
[#] Porrima has left the Dark Realm.
[ Vision whispers, "~Shall I remain waiting? My companion is no longer with me. I could wait for your companionship or go in search of something more lively than a tree.~" to you. ]
Snigsly, once the conversation has turned to him - as it should be, or so Snigsly believes - he takes this oppurtunity to snatch up the reward for his diligent pruning - a tick, squirming mightily and tinily, is hefted up in the tip of that beak, before the neck is twisted back and the remains chomped upon happily. Once he's swallowed, he ruffles his feathers again, addressing Nyar. "Ah, correspondence fer yeh, Blood. From Sigil, don'tcha know."
Trench shakes his head a bit, "I mean you no offense, Lord Nyar. I hold you with as much respect as I offer my own father. However, to come into my home and insult, as well as threaten, those I keep company with is also found disrespectful, and I will show the respect I am given."
Nyar: ...Speak, then, messenger.
[ You whisper "" to Vision. ]
Snigsly: The Corpse beckons yeh t'come, does he. Says the Godhand is givin' 'em undue trouble, and the real Powers are busy rumblin' - not like this court o' th' clueless. Says t'bring yer sword, and that blood'll be spilt in the belly of the Planes, he does.
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Nyar: And, shadow-king, I spoke merely truth as to regarding those you consort with. Is truth now a thing offensive...
Nyar: The Corpse.
Nyar: Of -course- he would now...
Trench: It is not the content, as much as the delivery...
Nyar: The delivery was not aimed at you, shadow-king.
Nyar: And truth rarely has need to apologize, though it is a bitter medicine.
[ Vision whispers, "~That depends on how she behaves.~" to you. ]
Trench: I take offense for my kingdom, for one who strikes at my people, strike at me... As I would believe any decent leader would feel.
Snigsly caws, wickedly and harshly, feathers flapping. "The Corpse! The Corpse!" The words are high and shrill, like a parrot squawling. A moment passes, and the crow reclaims himself. "Ahem, pardon that. Bloody geases, don'tcha know? Anyhoo, whatchoo dancin' 'round with these fleshies fer? Just roast the joint and come on down t'Carceri."
[#] Meloney has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Ryukishi has entered the Dark Realm.
[&] 12:25:02 AM Player Ryukishi is online.
[ Vision whispers, "~Ryukishi is present in the realm, perhaps a four some.~" to you. ]
Snigsly: Give 'em the laugh or scrawl 'em in the Dead Book, whatever yer pleasure be. There be more important scenes afoot, in far more interestin' places, Blood! With yer pardon, o' course. *The crow is quick to add - there's a nervous anticipation around him.*
Nyar: I have not yet assaulted your kingdom, shadow-king... though some seem to think that such destruction is warrented. Nevertheless, I will exercise restraint for now, and give your subordinates parole for their ignorance. Educate them well, however; my patience will not be tried a second time.
Nyar: As for now, shadow-king... circumstances seem destined to see me elsewhere. Adieu...
Nyar: Lead on, crow.
Trench: A good day to you.
Ryukishi seems to have appeared.
Snigsly's feathers ruffle. Suddenly, he raises up a tremendous, shrill caw - "The Corpse, The Corpse!" - as he takes flight, swooping out of the room, leading the way for Nyar.
Nyar exits, his booted feet echoing upon the floor even as he fades from view...
Trench offers a slight nod to Ryukishi.
Ryukishi raises a claw in greeting to Trench. "How goes it?"
Trench chuckles a bit, "I've had better eves... Even now, another seeks my audience..."
Ryukishi nods. "Hm. I see what you mean."
Ryukishi: Having that one pay you a visit...
Trench: Oh, that's been the least of my troubles, this eve...
Ellia A're sighs and rubs her forehead "That man was.... testing..."
Ryukishi leans forward a bit. "I presume you know why I'm here."
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[ Vision whispers, "~Perhaps I will join you in, is there a free throne that I can sit in?~\" to you. ]
Trench: Um, well, actually... No...
[#] Yiffy Schoolboys has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] Slyan Elem has entered the Dark Realm.
[ Vision whispers, "~I thought I noticed a large surplus~" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Vision. ]
(You see Slyan Elem.)
> A shrill cry rings out as the curved blade of an Edoryu knife slides against a whetting stone.Its bearer is clad in dark blue,&shod in black;with red bracers&a crimson cape.Long white hair hangs down unbound&gleaming cold,framing a face fair&sable-hued.Piercing eyes glance down upon her work,fierce they are&yet soft,revealing this Drowish womans inner nature:prone to great wrath&capable of the kindest mercy. jpg:hometown.aol.c^hunterexamus8386/images/sly
Ryukishi chuckles softly, his tail flicking up and down behind him. "Come now....what do I ever approach you for? I am a mercenary, after all."
[#] R'Lyeh has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench rubs his temples a bit, nodding, "You must excuse me... It's been a bit of a busy time..."
[ Vision whispers, "~I am not sure, I think the two best ones are already taken...~" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Vision. ]
[#] Yiffy Schoolboys has left the Dark Realm.
[ Vision whispers, "Vision laughs wickedly, "Only if you are already sitting in it.~" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Vision. ]
Ryukishi sees that Trench appears a bit overwhelmed at the moment, and nods. "I'll leave you to your business, then. There is someone else here that I intend to visit." He grins.
Trench: Oh?
[ Vision whispers, "~You never know... ~" to you. ]
* Current players: Dark Realm, Trench, Nyar, Katmandu, Vision, Snigsly, Ellia A're, Ryukishi, R'Lyeh, Slyan Elem.
* 10 players in the dream of Dark Realm.
* 2543 total players online. Uptime 16 days 22:26
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* Max players today: 2961
Ryukishi: Aye, Vision.
Trench: Hm, she's the one I spoke of that I have to meet with...
[ You whisper "" to Vision. ]
Ryukishi quirks an eyebrow. "Is that so? Do you know where she is at the moment?"
[ Vision whispers, "Vision chuckles...." to you. ]
Trench: She's suggested of heading this way...
[ Vision whispers, "~The jealous type, eh?~" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Vision. ]
[ Vision whispers, "Vision shakes her head, ~She's got a leash on your already and not even voted in, that is impressive.~" to you. ]
[ You whisper "" to Vision. ]
[#] R'Lyeh has left the Dark Realm.
[#] R'Lyeh has entered the Dark Realm.
(You see Ryukishi.)
> Clad in light, loose-fitting robes, this male draconian sits alone, usually in deep contemplation. The decades have taken their toll on him; his scales no longer bear their obsidian lustre and his wings look a bit tattered. His emerald eyes still burn as intensely as ever, though, and his physique remains honed to near-perfection, should chaos ever try to swallow his beloved homeland again. He looks at the world with the eyes of a child and the mind of a sage.
[#] The shadows shift unnaturally.
[ Vision whispers, "Vision nods, ~He is one of my longer term friends. I spoke with him briefly. You suggested meeting me with Ellia, I countered with inviting Ryu along. I think the subject matter we would discuss would not be pleasurable for Ellia to hear. Leaving the possibility of many awkward silences, unless she hopped on your lap and began to rape you. I might watch with amusment but I think I would rather purse activity. Like sports... I don't like to watch, I like to do."" to you. ]
Slyan Elem walks through the main doorway into the throne room, her body transparent and beginning to solidify quickly as she continued toward her usual seat. She would look first at Trench, then Ellia, and finally Ryukishi. She moved the sheaths of her edoryu's back and up as she sat crosslegged on the bench beside Ryu. Orbs of lavander continually scanning the room from under a black hooded cloak.
[ You whisper "" to Vision. ]
Ryukishi nods to Slyan as she sits down beside him.
Katmandu returns, looking more rested than before.
Slyan Elem returned Ryu's nod slowly, keeping herself entirely hidden beneath the cloak.
[ Vision whispers, "~The night grows old and stale.. I have been waiting for hours. My patience has reached it's end. Next time it is you that will invite me when you are ready. Good Evening.~" to you. ]
[#] Vision has left the Dark Realm.
[#] Syris has entered the Dark Realm.
[#] R'Lyeh has left the Dark Realm.
Trench blinks as he looks to Ryu, "Heh, she had waited all night to meet with me... Then, as I tell her that the situation is right for us to do so... She departs."
Ryukishi blinks and then nods in understanding to Trench. "She had a tendency to do that."
Ryukishi: *has
Katmandu chuckles, "I don't think she likes to wait, I don't think you will find her waiting again so long."
[#] Adrien Ravenloch has entered the Dark Realm.
Trench shrugs absently, "Perhaps so. I feel a bit bad. It's not my way to keep people waiting on me so." He sighs a bit, "Ah, well. I can't harbor on such things. Truth be told, I thought she was on her way here when you first had come in... Apparently, I was mistaken."
Ellia A're laughs lightly "Everyone makes mistakes, Trench, your only.. pseudo-human" Ellia continues to look through her notebook "Nothing adds up in the current situation..."
Katmandu shrugs, "Having served her before, I can tell you that she has kept many waiting too. Perhaps she will be by again when you are not so busy, Master."
Trench looks over to Ellia curiously, "What's wrong?" He nods slightly, as he gazes to Kat, "Perhaps she has... And I have, as well. But she is both an old friend and well respected within the Realm, and certainly deserved more respect than what I think I gave."
Ryukishi was about to say something to the effect that Trench's attendants did, but now feels the air has been cleared on the matter. "Anyway, I hereby offer my alliegance to you, Trench. My various skills are at your disposal once again."
[#] Allistaire has entered the Dark Realm.
Ellia A're: This entire military situation doesn't make sense... Abaddon has been labled the enemy several times, but this tiger of his has only been mentined once... however, Rhuddlan was also labled an enemy yet he warned us, and his little jester plots against him and abaddon... perhaps he is behind the man attacking Lerdia in our name..?
Trench returns his gaze to Ryukishi, inquiring, "Do you know Abaddon?"
Ryukishi shakes his head. "Not by name, I've probably seen him around, though."
Ellia A're: [*goes to get food!*]
Slyan Elem: Someone attacked Lerdia in your name?
Trench quirks a brow, looking to Ellia, "For what it's worth, it's becomming quite clear to me... But, then, I had a meeting earlier that clearified a bit..." His gaze once more returns to Ryu, "He's a major target for us, right now... Him and Jinn..."
Trench nods, towards Slyan, in answer.
Adrien Ravenloch: [n.n The Hook blade wielder?]
Slyan Elem hasnt been around for awhile[]
Trench: (Aye.)
Adrien Ravenloch: [That would be Balthasar]
Slyan Elem: [I was stuck on RA2 and SC: BW ^_^]
Katmandu presses her coral hued lips together, "Explain to her, I suppose, if she is even angry. You have a whirlwind around you, as all with power have. But then, she may have her own whirlwind as well."
Ryukishi scratches his chin. "Abaddon and Jinn, you say? What can you tell me of these two?"
Trench: (Why would Balthasar attack his old kingdom?)
Slyan Elem: [thats a good question]
Slyan Elem: [i was thinking of asking myself o.o;]
Adrien Ravenloch: [He didn't he was there and was attacked, he defended and killed one...or did he get both..anyway, he was attacked there, and apparently they're blaming DR for them getting their handed to them..]
Trench looks to Ryukishi, "I've had minimal dealings with both, really..."
Adrien Ravenloch: He didn't.
Trench: (Well, if it was Balthasar, I will support his actions and take the blame for them.)
Adrien Ravenloch: their asses*
Trench: (But, I'll have to know for certain.)
[#] Alykia has entered the Dark Realm.
Adrien Ravenloch: [n.n If they're referring to what I think they are, then I witnessed it myself.]
Ryukishi nods to Trench, and shrugs. "Well, I suppose it doesn't matter. If it lives, I can kill it. If it's undead, I'll kill it again."
Adrien Ravenloch: [>.>; And how many people do you know that uses hook blades?]
Slyan Elem: [when did this happen?]
Trench: (Alright, I just realized... It's much later than I thought... I'm heading out.)
Adrien Ravenloch: [Oh..a while back]
Adrien Ravenloch: [Cya]
Slyan Elem: [bye]
Slyan Elem: [like a week?]
Adrien Ravenloch: [More]

Session closed 2004-12-12 01:01:02