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Post by Knukails on Sept 9, 2014 20:24:26 GMT
As he closed on the village Vokun stopped cold. "You smell that"? "Child i feel that". Vokun use a technique he rarely uses these days. Enveloping himself fin darkness he creeped closer to the village. "One is Exoba..has to be". "The other is old...very very old". The dragon replied. "We'll have to end it quick". Vokun drew Dynasty & pulled Destiny from its shroud. Already alight. Vokun-dovah took control. "WULD"! Vokun-dovah roared . Like the wind he was gone, headed towards the village. He stopped near the center of the village. Cloak billowing from the sudden stop. "Hello Shadow-child".
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Post by Zeritia on Sept 9, 2014 20:46:10 GMT
Exoba wasn't fully paying attention when he gave the new voice his favorite hand gesture of this plane. "Not a shadow you imbecile. Whoever told you so is a dimwit." Then he got a good look at who greeted him. "Lizard Man!" He interrupted his thoughts to greet his..Companion. "Wow you look different, what's with the new voice." He leaned in real close to see any minute difference. "Ah!" He noticed that he wasn't talking to Vokun..but someone else and thus decided for once to do something childish for once. He rapped his hand in the air as if he was knocking on a door. "Hello can Vokun come out to play?"
He had no recollection whatsoever of what transpired in the underground temple.
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Post by shadowknight on Sept 9, 2014 20:49:47 GMT
Sir. Galen Farrel/Alpha:
Power coursed through his veins as he tore through the underbrush.....something had happened...something terrible and wonderful. A wave of power as old as the towers had washed over Alpha as he slept in human form......the old magic had...changed him he and his human mind were more intertwined. They were still distinct personalities...but the lines between them were more blurred than they had been.....it was hard to tell where one ended and the other began.....and right now they were both on the hunt. The smell of fear hung heavy in the forest......and the kill was close.
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Post by Knukails on Sept 9, 2014 20:50:27 GMT
Vokun-dovah cocked his head in confusion. "I am...unfamiliar with this response". He said. "You feel more like your past self, i suppose ripping the foul influence from you did wonders". "As i recall from the scream you gave me". The dragon turned his head, looking around. "But i am not here for you child..."
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Post by Zeritia on Sept 9, 2014 20:55:24 GMT
He was now thoroughly confused at what this entity was talking about. "What screams? Also If you're talking dumb bitch that was just here she's on the roof over there." He pointed at a distant roof. "But before we go any further..You wouldn't have my Golden Key would ya?" He was thoroughly missing that item.
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Post by Knukails on Sept 9, 2014 21:04:10 GMT
"You were thoroughly engulfed in the foul essence". Vokun-dovah looked in the direction Exoba. "I know nothing about this key". He says as he moves in the direction. "OLD ONE OF MY PAST"! "COME TO ME"!. He roars.
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Post by Zeritia on Sept 9, 2014 21:09:10 GMT
He was thoroughly disappointed that Not-Vokun didn't have his Key, he huffed. Oh well that must mean Karliah holds his key in her possession. Though he was attempted to go find Karliah he wanted to see the outcome of this. "So..we gonna kill the bitch?" Now that he noticed it Karliah and her beast were missing. "Say where's Karliah? Surely you haven't left her behind have you?"
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Post by MugiwaraBlair on Sept 9, 2014 21:20:23 GMT
A voice called out to her, an old voice, a new destination could wait, conversing with another old one could prove useful. In another flash she vanished from the roof and landed before the masked man
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Post by Knukails on Sept 9, 2014 21:35:39 GMT
Vokun-Dovah's mask shifted to a vented helm & sniffed. "Sosnaak"?! The dragon said in genuine surprise. "Your kind was wiped out in the extinction".
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Post by MugiwaraBlair on Sept 9, 2014 21:54:29 GMT
<"As you may recall, my kind is notoriously tenacious">
She replied to the old one in his native tongue
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Post by Knukails on Sept 9, 2014 22:15:08 GMT
<I am impressed you know my tongue> <You smell of High blood..not turned...pure> <Proper heritage....>
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Post by MugiwaraBlair on Sept 9, 2014 22:44:42 GMT
<"I am Laelia, grand-daughter of Echidna herself, excepting my genitors and their siblings there is none of higher blood than I">
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Post by Zeritia on Sept 9, 2014 22:49:27 GMT
Exoba was confused as the conversation continued. He slipped a soft tendril within the sleeve of Not-Vokun and through Upper layer of the armor and whispered to him. "Care to help the one who can't understand this language?"
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Post by Knukails on Sept 9, 2014 22:57:09 GMT
"She is of a time when the dark plains were but wilds & tribal". Vokun-dovah said with scorn. "You best act like your heritage & speak with noble tongue". He shifted his attention back to the vampire. "I remember when your ancestors were formed & given the gift of Partial immortality". "You were a blight for a time".
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Post by Zeritia on Sept 9, 2014 23:55:23 GMT
Exoba snorted as The Not-Vokun told him what to do. 'Even you can't order me Dragon.' He retracted his tendril and he gave a silent command to Nocturne. 'Nearby there should be a Half-Elf female. She should have a Golden Key on her person or on her pet. Please retrieve this key for me.'
Nocturne mentally nodded to his command and slipped through his shadow and slipped through into the night to find her target.
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