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Post by salmaanmc on Jul 14, 2015 4:02:11 GMT
"Damn, right before things were about to get int'resting!" Rorik offers his hand. "T'is a pleasure to meet you!"
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Post by Storyteller on Jul 14, 2015 19:49:22 GMT
The Strange human leads you deeper into the tower. While you have walked for only a few feet you feel as if you have traveled a great distance in only moments.
As you come to a lighted Archway you hear the song of silver larks... birds found only in one place in the world.
Somehow you have arrived at the Druid Isle.
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Post by Sheyna Moonwolf on Jul 14, 2015 22:40:53 GMT
Rheyna smiles widely, happy to be at what she considers her second home. "Ah, its good to be back here. It feels as if I were just here yesterday. Literally! Last thing I remember before today was Beltane Celebration here on the island." She shakes her head in confusion. "I still don't understand what's happened to me, or what happened during the last two months. I hope we get some answers here."
Confident, now, that she is on the right path, she follows eagerly.
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Post by Finola the Bard on Jul 15, 2015 1:41:15 GMT
Giving a low, awed whistle, Finola looks about and takes in the scenery. "Damn. Never quite imagined I'd end up here...!" She grins, and quickens her pace to keep up with the others.
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Post by rioghan on Jul 15, 2015 15:13:01 GMT
While Rioghán has never been to the Druid isle, it crossed his mind to come a time or two. He breathes in the air and finds some serenity for a minute before realizing he is being left behind.
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Post by gabetanenhaus on Jul 15, 2015 20:46:09 GMT
In my best forced joviality, and to no one in particular as we follow Talis: "That's twice in one day I've found myself moved to a different geographical location without so much as a "heads up." If some explanations aren't forthcoming, I might find myself getting a little irritated."
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Post by Storyteller on Jul 16, 2015 17:36:48 GMT
"oh really now?" says the wizard.."Soon as we are all settled I have a tale to tell., on that should interest you all"
with that the wizard sits at the foot of an old oak, gesturing to some cushions that seem to just appear.
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Post by Sheyna Moonwolf on Jul 16, 2015 18:10:48 GMT
Sheyna drops gracefully to a pillow, the wolf laying beside her, head in her lap. He looks up at her and gives a soft whimper, and, laughing, Sheyna scratches behind his ears. The wolf's eyes half close in dog-like bliss, tail thumping slowly. Sheyna closes her eyes for a moment, in brief meditation, breathing deeply of the clear air of Druid Isle. The familiar smells and sounds, and the feel of Wolfe's fur are comforting. The stress of the last few hours falls from her shoulders, and she opens her eyes, eager to hear the wizard's tale. A gentle smile brightens her face as she patiently waits for the others to settle themselves.
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Post by braden89 on Jul 16, 2015 18:21:48 GMT
Demetyr sets his bow and pack next to him on the ground and takes a cushion.
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Post by gabetanenhaus on Jul 16, 2015 18:42:29 GMT
I make a great show of stretching out on the ground and using a cushion to prop up my elbow & head. I smile at Talis.
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Post by Finola the Bard on Jul 17, 2015 21:24:53 GMT
"Oh goody, storytime!" Finola follow's Mr. Sunshine's example, and stares wide-eyed up at Talis.
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Post by Storyteller on Jul 18, 2015 0:24:30 GMT
as you it, the wizard begins to strum a battered old harp.
Druids/Bards you can tell you are in the presence of not only a formidable wizard but a very accomplished bard
"In the beginning, there were two, Order and Chaos. Chaos brought life with no direction, Order brought death for at its heart absolute order with no moral guide is stagnation and death."
Another flourish on the hard is followed with
"From the two came the primordials, first the embodiment of the Elements, Earth (Erde), Water (Mor), Fire (Tanno), Air (Rhia) and Aethyr"
He continues the ballad of the primordials and the war of gods, the last he speaks of is the last primordial to be defeated... The Queen of Air and Darkness.
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Post by Finola the Bard on Jul 19, 2015 23:14:02 GMT
Finola's on the edge of her metaphorical seat, almost buzzing with wide-eyed excitement as she listens.
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Post by rioghan on Jul 19, 2015 23:20:05 GMT
Rioghán lays on the ground with his cloak rolled up as a pillow and listens intently to the story until its completion.
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Post by gabetanenhaus on Jul 20, 2015 0:10:49 GMT
He had me at "chaos".
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