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Thread: Trog's Tavern CCLI
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2016-04-02, 12:47 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Apr 2008
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- Fever dreams
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"So you will be on the run soon. What, did you head off to Brittania or something?"
Cleo leans her not-at-all-draconic self to a more comfortable lounging on the bar position. Her eyes (only two of them!) follow the bow on Reina's tail as it moves.
"But with your fur, you might have wanted a cooler tone. A nice lavender, maybe."
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2016-04-02, 03:28 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Sep 2009
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- Beyond the Wall
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[Just Outside]
Oh yes, Trog's is far from a respectable place. She wouldn't want to go inside there! Look, even outside some couple is making ou- Oh, that's Sakura and Adir.
The dryad has Adir backed against the wall. She's has one hand balled up in the front of his shirt and the other on the back of his head to pull him down to her level. She kisses him without the least amount of shame, as if they were all alone. She presses in close while she shoves her tongue down his throat.
It's safe to say she hasn't seen Cessie yet.
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2016-04-02, 09:38 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Aug 2011
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- Where indeed
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Sorrow, Loss, Danger, Power, End.
A neophyte, newly in training to replace one of the fallen. He does not understand the order, nor their methods or reasons. He does not understand why they keep sacred the name, why they must steel their resolve. He is not ready to know the crime, but he has learned the name and seen the path, and will know the error of his youthful folly soon.
For as he lays awake on downy bed, the name he must clear from his mind in times of weakness lest his lips form its syllables and his breath shake loose its sounds, comes to the forefront of his mind. He regrets, he sympathizes, he worries.
The crime. He worries about the crime and not knowing it, as if such a thing could be committed without knowing and he could be next. Such an unspeakable evil that only the most prepared minds must face it.
And without knowing why, he speaks the name. Renault can just barely hear it within the vision, the name Orhndal. His name. A name he was forced to remember, but never speak again. And then a glow, a void, and finality. Nothing. The neophyte and his room are gone, and the vision is nearly done. The twinkling of torchlight shimmers to life, reflecting off the many crystals, and Renault can feel the being inside the prison more than see it. Orhndal. He Who Seeks will find him, and in so doing find themself.Julie, everyone's nth favorite succubus, by Gulaghar.
An amazing Misha, Mimi, and Riss painting done by Ofride.
For anyone in plots run by me, know that I always tailor solutions to those in the plot. The answer may not be obvious, but it's there, and doable by the displayed abilities of the present characters. If you need help or hints, I'll try to be available to provide them.
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2016-04-02, 09:53 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Jun 2007
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- Lost in the Town
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Renault blinks, coming out of the trance. He looks shaken and reaches out for his teacup, now cold, and takes a sip. The elf pulls a face, but needed the drink to bring him back to reality, and to wet his dry throat.
"I... I know the name." Renault stammers out. "What am I to do with this information? It's dangerous to have. However, in Seeking him I shall find myself. That is incredibly tempting, to know who I am, truly." Nervously, the elf fingers a golden torque locked around his neck.~Amor Vincit Omnia~I have a Youtube Channel
I write and draw occasionally: Have a look.
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2016-04-02, 09:57 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Sep 2012
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- Definitely lost
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Tep leans back, staring up at the ceiling.
"Names have power. I'm sure you could use it to find the place you seek. If that is what you wish, I do not think it would be very hard to find now that you know the name and the direction. Do you know how to scry? Or would you need my assistance?"Spako Highclaws by Ceika.
[Sorry Boss, but as always, I get the last word.]
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2016-04-02, 10:03 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Jun 2007
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- Lost in the Town
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"I am a trained diviner." Renault says, pride coming into his voice. "I have a mirror. Some other tools. What do you have in mind?"
~Amor Vincit Omnia~I have a Youtube Channel
I write and draw occasionally: Have a look.
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2016-04-02, 10:05 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Sep 2012
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- Definitely lost
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Tep points down to what he's sitting on.
"I would have used my Record. It's very good for finding things out. It was made for and by Knowledge, after all." he explains.Spako Highclaws by Ceika.
[Sorry Boss, but as always, I get the last word.]
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2016-04-02, 10:10 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Jun 2007
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- Lost in the Town
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Renault perks up a bit. "I would be very interested to see how that works, actually. Would you mind using it?"
~Amor Vincit Omnia~I have a Youtube Channel
I write and draw occasionally: Have a look.
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2016-04-02, 10:13 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Sep 2012
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- Definitely lost
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Tep nods and stands up, kicking open the book and flipping through it at blinding speed, stopping at a seemingly blank page. Runes spill from the ancient pages, and he flicks a finger at each in turn, with no rhyme or reason to the outside eye which is touched, its color changing or getting more vibrant, and which merely float. Then, at last, a simple line appears, and a feather pen.
"Give it the Name, and we'll see how hidden it is."Spako Highclaws by Ceika.
[Sorry Boss, but as always, I get the last word.]
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2016-04-02, 10:19 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Jun 2007
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- Lost in the Town
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"Amazing!" Renault marvels at the runes the book emits and delicately reaches for the pen. Before touching it to the paper he asks "Will others have access to this? Those men tried so hard to keep this secret. I don't know if I should speak the name aloud, nevermind write it."
~Amor Vincit Omnia~I have a Youtube Channel
I write and draw occasionally: Have a look.
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2016-04-02, 10:25 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Sep 2012
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- Definitely lost
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Tep turns up his muzzle.
"The Akashic record is an artifact handed only to-" he stops, reigning himself in before he blows his cover again.
"No, they would have to kill me to use my tome. You have my word."Spako Highclaws by Ceika.
[Sorry Boss, but as always, I get the last word.]
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2016-04-02, 10:28 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Jun 2007
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- Lost in the Town
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"Very well." Renault writes down the name: Orhndal.
~Amor Vincit Omnia~I have a Youtube Channel
I write and draw occasionally: Have a look.
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2016-04-02, 11:03 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Jan 2015
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- Deleted account
Re: Trog's Tavern CCLI
The twins seem to look thoughtful for a long moment, rubbing their chins in sync and looking down at the bar.
"So, the original Sith are aliens..."
"...and the present Sith are merely pretending to be something they're not."
"It does beg the question, though..." Currant begins as he turns to look directly at Nimaah
"What makes you so different?" Dixie continues, pointing at the Sith lady.
The twins then turn to each other and start talking to themselves.
"I'd wager she's not so different after all." Dixie says simply.
"I'd wager she is, dear sister." Currant replies, disagreeing.
"How so?" She appears confused, but only slightly.
"Any difference, no matter how slight, is still a difference." He raises up two fingers, separated by a tiny space.
"I suppose you're right, dear brother." She thinks for a bit, then nods in agreement.
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2016-04-03, 04:40 PM (ISO 8601)
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- May 2010
Re: Trog's Tavern CCLI
If Adir is seeing anything but the backs of his eyelids, he doesn't make it apparent. He just came out here to get some fresh air! He was attacked! Why, his thoughts were innocent and pure!
Now he's joined at the mouth with a small brown woman, and his ears twitch like freshly struck lightning rods. His hands push deep furrows in the soft places around Sakura's waist. It looks like he could go on this way for a while... without temptation or naughtiness in his thoughts, I'm sure. His head gently moves every so often to accommodate their shifting mouths.My avatar was done by Gullara. Thanks again!
"If you meet a spirit walking,
Incline your head.
Do not meet their gaze.
Do not follow after."
-Things Our Mothers Tell Us
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2016-04-03, 04:52 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Jun 2011
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- Where I am.
Re: Trog's Tavern CCLI
Nimaah rolls her eyes, honestly annoyed by now. "Oh come on. I won't get into all the stuff, but two things: One, I use my brain as something other than a grudge-keeper. Two, I let myself feel emotions other than anger and hate. They seem to have forgotten that 'passion' covers, you know, most of the strong emotions."
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2016-04-03, 06:50 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Dec 2007
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2016-04-03, 06:53 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Sep 2009
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- Beyond the Wall
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2016-04-03, 07:13 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Aug 2011
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- Where indeed
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Re: Trog's Tavern CCLI
And the name was again loosed into the world, and the world did taste it again, feeling its presence long after it must be forgotten.
A shift, a glimmer of light beneath their feet begins to pulsate and widen, extending north before splitting into two shafts that encircle a deep, yawning void only Renault and Tep can see. Stairs flow from the walls, forming a spiral stairwell into the depths that awaits their entrance with the patience of a tomb.
Speak the name and you will know the way.Julie, everyone's nth favorite succubus, by Gulaghar.
An amazing Misha, Mimi, and Riss painting done by Ofride.
For anyone in plots run by me, know that I always tailor solutions to those in the plot. The answer may not be obvious, but it's there, and doable by the displayed abilities of the present characters. If you need help or hints, I'll try to be available to provide them.
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2016-04-03, 07:58 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Jun 2007
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- Lost in the Town
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"Oh my..." Renault gasps at the appearance of the stairwell. Cautiously, he gets up from his chair and pokes at the steps with his staff. Were they real, or illusionary? "Are you seeing this?" He asks Tep.
~Amor Vincit Omnia~I have a Youtube Channel
I write and draw occasionally: Have a look.
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2016-04-03, 08:14 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Sep 2012
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- Definitely lost
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Tep picks up his book and flaps up to land on Renault's shoulder. He's surprisingly light, even with his tome.
"Yes, I am." he says simply.Spako Highclaws by Ceika.
[Sorry Boss, but as always, I get the last word.]
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2016-04-03, 08:49 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Aug 2011
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- Where indeed
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The stairs certainly seem real enough. There's a draft coming from down below, and if Renault retreats from the staircase, it will shift with him, the hole in reality staying to his north, always staying at least a few feet away, waiting for him to enter.
If you know the name, you can follow the path.Julie, everyone's nth favorite succubus, by Gulaghar.
An amazing Misha, Mimi, and Riss painting done by Ofride.
For anyone in plots run by me, know that I always tailor solutions to those in the plot. The answer may not be obvious, but it's there, and doable by the displayed abilities of the present characters. If you need help or hints, I'll try to be available to provide them.
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2016-04-03, 10:19 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Jun 2007
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- Lost in the Town
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Re: Trog's Tavern CCLI
Well, there it was, the way to the cavern, laying open before him. What could be learned? What could be gained? Of course it could all end in disaster, but surely he was clever enough to stay out of danger?
"I suppose there's no turning back now. It's following me, even. I'm going down." The elf decides, gripping his staff a bit tighter as he takes that first step into the stairwell.~Amor Vincit Omnia~I have a Youtube Channel
I write and draw occasionally: Have a look.
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2016-04-04, 12:30 AM (ISO 8601)
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- May 2008
- Location
- In hiding. Always hiding.
Re: Trog's Tavern CCLI
"I'm not sure. Maybe?" Reina decides, inching just slightly away on her seat from the admitted participant of espionage and murder. It is hard to tell what Bliss meant by that funny comment largely because Reina doesn't even recall anything she said that could be construed as funny. Maybe Bliss's species considers drawing attention to one's wings a topic of humor? Comedy really translates poorly across species.
Might as well be blunt about it and figure out what Bliss is so miscommunication doesn't become a big issue. "What are you?" About as straightforward as you can get.
"Lavender, huh?" Reina glances at her own tail, considering. "I'll take a look at it next time, thanks." No reason not to try it out.
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2016-04-04, 02:37 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Sep 2012
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- Definitely lost
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"I have nothing better to do, and you should not plunge into the unknown alone. " says the imp, not moving from his elven perch as he steps into the portal.
Spako Highclaws by Ceika.
[Sorry Boss, but as always, I get the last word.]
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2016-04-04, 07:05 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Aug 2011
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- Where indeed
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The stairs are cold, well-worn stone, and as Renault takes that first step the tavern will fade, the portal closing and pulling along anything even partially submerged within it, so the lingering scent of stale beer and various smokes mingles with the damp, mineral-tinged cavern air.
They are truly in another place now, Outside of all that's familiar.Last edited by Slii Arhem; 2016-04-04 at 07:05 PM.
Julie, everyone's nth favorite succubus, by Gulaghar.
An amazing Misha, Mimi, and Riss painting done by Ofride.
For anyone in plots run by me, know that I always tailor solutions to those in the plot. The answer may not be obvious, but it's there, and doable by the displayed abilities of the present characters. If you need help or hints, I'll try to be available to provide them.
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2016-04-05, 03:57 PM (ISO 8601)
- Join Date
- Sep 2012
- Location
- Definitely lost
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Re: Trog's Tavern CCLI
A young woman walks in. The narrator of the previous post might have trouble knowing she's a woman, if she tends to have that problem with humans. She has dark hair hanging at just above her shoulders, and she's relatively tall and fit. More than that, and possibly of notice is the many small bits of magic in and around her. The first, and most obvious is the fae glamour that tries to make her seem a bit more glamorous to those viewing her, though what that means depends on the individual. The second is her innate gift of the theater, which is not currently active. And the third, and one so subtle it might not go noticed save for reading this narration, is one that has been woven into her being since before her birth, which has been determining her genes since the beginning.
Regardless, she simply sits down nearby and waits for a drink, looking both tired and very relieved.Spako Highclaws by Ceika.
[Sorry Boss, but as always, I get the last word.]
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2016-04-05, 04:29 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Apr 2008
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- Fever dreams
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Someone of interest enters. Human shape, but there's interesting magic around them. Glamorous. That's what the magic is for, but the magic is itself glamorous. I turn to get a closer look, a closer feel, for how this magic works. Was he created magically as well?
"Long day?"
I ask of him, because tiredness is obvious, even in different creatures. I offer to pay for this magical thing's drink. I've barely touched my own, but it's the gesture that's important. The humans here are rather different from those at home. Some of them are not completely worthless. Maybe this one is among them.
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2016-04-05, 04:37 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Sep 2012
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- Definitely lost
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Clara looks at the strange creature next to her and smiles.
"Yeah, finally finished my last show of the month, so I get to be me again. I've been beefy and furry for weeks. Maybe I'll miss it, but I'm too tired to think about it now."
The glamour is as described: it's meant to affect how others see her. The theater enchantment is somehow bound to her specifically for the theater, and affects her mind and body. And the last spell is simply meant to ensure she inherits small things like hair color and height from her father and mostly everything else from her mother, and wasn't a minotaur like him.Spako Highclaws by Ceika.
[Sorry Boss, but as always, I get the last word.]
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2016-04-05, 04:48 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Apr 2008
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- Fever dreams
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The strange creature next to her is the most superlative strange creature of its sort in all the Nexus. Not much competition, you see.
I wonder about the theater-magic, and where she came by such glamour. There's no obvious magic source in her herself, just this thespian gift that she was born with. "This self is more real to you? Not just a default part?" It's good to be precise about such things.
I am more puzzled by the inheritance spell. It seems like sorcery, and rather frivolous. Is it what anchors her to humanity? If it were undone, might she remain in one role until the next comes along? Well. That's her business. I remember it as 'strange magical phenomena' and mostly forget about it.
I smile back; we are not inexpressive visually just because we hear best.
"Do you have much time before you have to get ready for the next show?"
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2016-04-05, 05:15 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Sep 2012
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- Definitely lost
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"I s'pose so. It all feels very natural at the time, less so afterwards." she answers to the first question.
The spell would likely do little at this stage if simply undone. Perhaps reversing it would have more visually noticeable effects, if only due to her father being a different species and her mother being a red-head, but it has already been forgotten, it seems.
"If I'm lucky, it'll be a week before I'm given my next part and things get weird again. Boss is experimenting with what I can handle, and it's already gotten bad, like I said. If I'm not, he'll have a great idea in the mail to me by tomorrow."Spako Highclaws by Ceika.
[Sorry Boss, but as always, I get the last word.]