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Post by Aryteneus on Aug 30, 2015 15:40:49 GMT
She shakes her head as if to agree. "Thats a relief! I hear that they are very very VERY tough." "Like my grandma!" "Your grandma sounds scary if she can beat a dragon." He laughs though. "Who taught you to sword fight, Theros? |
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Post by Burnadette on Aug 30, 2015 16:09:46 GMT
"Your grandma sounds scary if she can beat a dragon." He laughs though. "Who taught you to sword fight, Theros? Burn begins to giigle profusely at the thought of a large dragon wearing old woman clothes and knitting. |
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Post by theros on Aug 30, 2015 16:55:56 GMT
"Your grandma sounds scary if she can beat a dragon." He laughs though. "Who taught you to sword fight, Theros? Burn begins to giigle profusely at the thought of a large dragon wearing old woman clothes and knitting. "Hey!" He turns to Ary. "My swordmaster at school." |
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Post by Aryteneus on Aug 30, 2015 17:11:28 GMT
Burn begins to giigle profusely at the thought of a large dragon wearing old woman clothes and knitting. "Hey!" He turns to Ary. "My swordmaster at school." "What happened to him? Will he still teach you sword one day?" |
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Post by theros on Aug 30, 2015 18:35:07 GMT
"Hey!" He turns to Ary. "My swordmaster at school." "What happened to him? Will he still teach you sword one day?" "Nothing happened to him, but I don't think so." Theros looks down at his feet as they transition from one sword stance to another. "But maybe! If they let me back into school after I'm done here." He keeps looking around the room for evidence of the headmaster. (Any desk drawers, GM? Or letters hidden in books?) |
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Post by The GM on Aug 30, 2015 20:56:57 GMT
Nope! No headmaster evidence. Though when you glance out into the hallway it seems to lead to a flight of stairs now heading down. No other rooms anymore though
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Post by Aryteneus on Aug 30, 2015 21:11:42 GMT
Nope! No headmaster evidence. Though when you glance out into the hallway it seems to lead to a flight of stairs now heading down. No other rooms anymore though "You both realize we're going to be hopelessly lost? Let's go though." |
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Post by theros on Aug 30, 2015 21:24:14 GMT
Nope! No headmaster evidence. Though when you glance out into the hallway it seems to lead to a flight of stairs now heading down. No other rooms anymore though "You both realize we're going to be hopelessly lost? Let's go though." (Aw, no upwards stairs?) "We'll find a way back." Theros hops down the stairs, sneakily. |
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Post by The GM on Aug 30, 2015 22:17:22 GMT
the light seems to dim as you progress down. You all get a distinct feeling you are being watched. The stairs lead down to a large doorway leading into a large hallway with arched ceilings. The walls seem to depict images of people all staring down at you. Men in brown robes, some children playing. A group of men sitting at a table. A handsome king with golden hair and green eyes holds court over a line of peasants and common folk. A cloaked figure with two orange glowing lights instead of eyes stands in one corner of the throne room. While a faceless figure stands in the other. An Drakarian man stands on the bow of a ship weathering a fierce storm in the distance he spots a serpent rising from the waters. At the very end a woman with jet black hair sits at the head of a long table full of any type of food imaginable and several drinks, across from her sits a man in plain robes and black hair that sticks up any witch way. This is all formed as one piece of art with each scene flowing into the next.
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Post by theros on Aug 30, 2015 22:25:36 GMT
the light seems to dim as you progress down. You all get a distinct feeling you are being watched. The stairs lead down to a large doorway leading into a large hallway with arched ceilings. The walls seem to depict images of people all staring down at you. Men in brown robes, some children playing. A group of men sitting at a table. A handsome king with golden hair and green eyes holds court over a line of peasants and common folk. A cloaked figure with two orange glowing lights instead of eyes stands in one corner of the throne room. While a faceless figure stands in the other. An Drakarian man stands on the bow of a ship weathering a fierce storm in the distance he spots a serpent rising from the waters. At the very end a woman with jet black hair sits at the head of a long table full of any type of food imaginable and several drinks, across from her sits a man in plain robes and black hair that sticks up any witch way. This is all formed as one piece of art with each scene flowing into the next. "Hey there's that orange eyed guy i saw at the docks!" Theros points |
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Post by Aryteneus on Aug 30, 2015 22:26:17 GMT
"How old is he...?" He muses, studying the orange eyed man before the king.
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Post by Burnadette on Aug 31, 2015 2:29:47 GMT
She stares at the orange eyed picture barely listening to the others. For finds herself enraptured by the image.
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Post by theros on Aug 31, 2015 2:40:51 GMT
She stares at the orange eyed picture barely listening to the others. For finds herself enraptured by the image. "Do you know him too?" |
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Post by Burnadette on Aug 31, 2015 5:47:52 GMT
She stares at the orange eyed picture barely listening to the others. For finds herself enraptured by the image. "Do you know him too?" "No, I've never seen anything like it is all. I didn't think eyes could be this color, it seems... wrong." |
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Post by theros on Aug 31, 2015 11:57:52 GMT
"No, I've never seen anything like it is all. I didn't think eyes could be this color, it seems... wrong." "Lan thinks it's normal." Theros continues down a few steps, interest in the mural waning. |
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