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Post by Yeligar Maelstrom on Sept 16, 2009 23:58:07 GMT -5
Yeligar had traveled after returning to his home planet, he decided to go to Bloccaretown to tone up on his lance moves and skill. He walked to a small temple that was really roomy inside. He pressed the red blade in the lance, and the lance got hot. He then practice in the temple for the while, but it got too hot inside so he walked outside to cool himself down and to have a cigar.
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Sept 17, 2009 21:51:11 GMT -5
Mark: You really shouldn't smoke, it's not healthy... *The voice belonged to a man who's appearance was of a 18 year old, which could be no one else but Mark.* Have you considered quieting?
*He had a smirk on his face as he sat down beside the temple's wall.*
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Post by Yeligar Maelstrom on Sept 17, 2009 22:02:03 GMT -5
"No reason for me to quit." He said has he took another puff. "And I like the taste of it. So, what brings you here, Mark?
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Post by annabelle on Sept 18, 2009 1:06:32 GMT -5
"I'll give you a reason to quit if you don't stop blowing that in my face!" the shrill voice of Annabelle echoed as she waved her staff madly around to blow the smoke away from her and Jasmine, who had followed shortly after her. She'd had them stop in Ghiaccio on their way to Ketulunanox and as they stopped by the old temple Annabelle had unfortunately been met with a cloud of thick cigar smoke.
This did not amuse her in the least, obviously.
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Sept 18, 2009 8:12:15 GMT -5
*Mark had laughed from Yeligar's response, knowing what his answer would be. Although that laugh went away when a elderly lady yelled at poor Yeligar.*
Mark: Don't bother trying, ma'am, it's useless. *He said before looking over at Jasmine which he was very surprised to see.* And hello, Jasmine. You're the last person I thought I'd see out here.
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Post by Yeligar Maelstrom on Sept 18, 2009 9:25:24 GMT -5
"Sorry ma'am" Yeligar said as he started to puff in the air, "I did not see you there."
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Post by glitters on Sept 18, 2009 11:30:37 GMT -5
Jasmine smiled politely at Mark, and thinking it well to choose her words wisely in front of Annabelle. At least, you'd think she would have learned this by now after travelling a couple of days with the elderly woman.
"Grandmother and I are looking for a hidden spring in Ketulunanox; she says it well help my magic," Jasmine answered Mark, "and what is it that brings you out here?"
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Post by annabelle on Sept 18, 2009 11:33:57 GMT -5
"Look with your other eye, then, rather than the one that isn't there," Annabelle snapped again before she noticed Mark.
"Who is he? Granddaughter, how do you know him? Does the boy know about him, too?" she asked, having started to refer to Andy as 'the boy' since she'd met him back in the kingdom of Crepusculum.
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Sept 18, 2009 12:13:09 GMT -5
Mark:...lost.... *he mumbled. It seemed he got lost a lot, he really needed to find someone who actually can get around this world. He scanned his head for a reason that didn't demolish his pride, and so he came up with one.* lost.
*...or maybe not.*
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Post by glitters on Sept 18, 2009 12:26:02 GMT -5
"Yes, Grandmother, Andy knows him. He is a friend of ours as well," Jasmine sighed, "Mark, Yeligar, this is my grandmother. Grandmother, this is Yeligar Maelstrom, he's been leading the hero army you've been hearing about. And this is Mark, he is part of this army himself and is a good friend."
With that aside, she couldn't help but giggle at Mark's response to her question earlier.
"Lost? You? That's silly. If anything, it's me who'd get lost out here if I were still travelling by myself."
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Sept 18, 2009 12:33:19 GMT -5
Mark: That makes two of us then. *Mark said with a smirk, he then stood up and gave a polite nod to her grandmother.* So you're Jasmine's grandmother? It's nice to meet you.
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Post by Yeligar Maelstrom on Sept 18, 2009 14:50:50 GMT -5
"It is an honor to talk the one of the grandma's of our healers" He said before her bowed to her.
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Post by annabelle on Sept 18, 2009 18:45:54 GMT -5
Annabelle smiled at Yeligar and Mark.
"It's good to know there are some of you young men who still know how to talk to a lady. So many of them have lost their respect," she grumbled and then looked over at Jasmine, "and my useless son-in-law was only able to grace us with a healer like Jasmine. Sadly, her abilities only reside in white magic and I personally will change that. A child of the twilight kingdom will fail if she cannot switch from white and black magic, afterall..."
Annabelle was quiet after that, holding tightly onto her staff and leaning on it.
"We've come to give our blessings in the temple and scope out a few things buried under the ice. I'm teaching Jasmine to make napalm..."
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Post by glitters on Sept 18, 2009 18:49:49 GMT -5
"I...I don't want to make napalm, Grandmother," Jasmine's face paled at the thought of blowing up...well, anything. The problem with a raging fire from a napalm potion was that that was just it...a raging, explosive fire that consumed anything and everything in its path.
And she rathered to have control over the fires she started.
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Sept 18, 2009 18:53:56 GMT -5
Mark:...napalm..? *Mark asked in disbelief, he saw what it had done back at Earth and wasn't aware there was a magic here.* It's... very deadly. One miss use and it could bring down a castle.
*Mark then felt that he wasn't giving enough encouragement.*
Mark: But, I'm sure an experienced magic user like yourself can handle it.
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