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Post by Amphion on Jan 7, 2011 13:01:32 GMT -5
"My name is Amphion," he said stepping up a little, "I'm here under the same circumstances as you, yet at the same time completely different circumstances." That was the best way to explain it without going into detail how he's here looking for the something but came under different reasons.
"I assume you too are a Hero?"
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Post by Kouji - Hikari no Shiro Okami on Jan 7, 2011 13:35:29 GMT -5
He shrugged. "Yeah, I guess. Kouichi and I both," he said, indicating the other young man traveling with him - someone who could only be his twin.
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Post by glitters on Jan 7, 2011 16:23:59 GMT -5
"I'm glad to see you both again," Jasmine smiled, she couldn't ignore the small feeling of excitement returning. All their old friends from Earth were coming back, it was like old times...
...even with that ominous note. What did it mean the fate of Allorum would change? What could they possibly find here? Not to mention the fact it was sent to other people was unsettling.
"Who do you think sent the note...could it be Kevin?"
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Post by lana on Jan 7, 2011 16:30:35 GMT -5
Lana Princel stared at the note that appeared on Lady Elexa's doorstep, with her leader's name written on it in fancy ink. She thought it was something from Zelos and took it, was gonna make a joke with Ludro and laugh about it. But what she found was disappointing interesting.
Go to Naghtundtag. You will find something that will change the fate of Allorum.
Either this note was meant for ill doing to Lady Elexa...or Zelos was the worst poet in the world. Unfortunately it seemed like the first one was the meaning, when she arrived to the town she felt it...something was off. As she moved through the crowd she tried to find the sender of the note, thoughts of pounding the sender into the dirt filled her with mirth as she pushed through the throngs.
Of course if Lady Elexa found out she took a note that was meant for her, she herself would probably get her own ass kicked. As long as she doesn't know, as long as she doesn't know, she thought to herself, ignoring the urge to shiver.
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Post by Andy Jammer on Jan 8, 2011 15:20:48 GMT -5
Andy frowned at the suggestion, "Kevin maybe...he has that way of mysteriously informing someone of something. But how did he even know we're back? Or know the portals were reopened?"
As he skimmed the crowd, looking for someone else he may know and his eyes did rest upon Lana from afar. Despite the year apart she wasn't that different...cept maybe her hair was a bit longer. But the prospect of another fight with her made him smirk evilly.
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Post by Amphion on Jan 8, 2011 15:30:25 GMT -5
Amphion thought for awhile, trying to weigh the chances but in the end it was simple, what was the chances? Being attacked, or being summoned, the note was incredibly unhelpful so he was betting on an attack, after all only a foolish person would give a un-descriptive location to his allies.
Amphion finally spoke once more, "I doubt we'll figure out by just standing here, we need to look around but be cautious though."
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Post by Eli Ventus on Jan 8, 2011 16:18:04 GMT -5
As the heroes continued their conversation of what to do, we go back to Eli Ventus, who was finishing loading firewood onto the front porch. His last of the morning chores he had to do.
"Hey mom I've finished!" he yelled, running inside to his room. He had to grab something. In a crate lying on the side of his room was an awkwardly designed metal sword, he had made it -or well made the design- himself and he wanted to show it off to whichever hero was here. As he was picking up his sword he saw the crystal, the one he picked up from the injured man. He frowned and picked it up...he really should return it to him.
But...what was it? He couldn't help it, he was curious. He pocketed the crystal and made a mental note to stop by the library today, he wanted to see what this crystal was. With everything packed he turned and ran out the door.
"Eli wait I-" his mother called out but she couldn't stop him, he had leaped down the steps and out the front door. She sighed and turned to their 'guest'.
"Sorry about him, he's my son. He's heard some of the old Heroes were coming in today and he wants to go see them."
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Post by glitters on Jan 8, 2011 16:22:33 GMT -5
"I agree," Jasmine nodded at Amphion. "We can't say for sure who sent the note, we must prepare for a trap right Andy?"
She looked over to the orange haired boy who had this familiar look of battle lust on his face. She waved her hand in front of his face, nothing happened. Snapping her fingers didn't work, so she tried option two.
"Andy somebody grabbed my chest!" she said, not too loudly, but loud enough for the right effect.
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Post by Andy Jammer on Jan 8, 2011 16:25:13 GMT -5
Andy's eyes widened and he looked around, hand on his sword, nostrils flaring. "Huh what? Who! I'll kill him!"
After looking around and realizing Jasmine wasn't pointing fingers, but snickering at him, he managed to figure out what was really going on. He lowered his hand and growled.
"Will you quit doing that!?"
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Post by Amphion on Jan 9, 2011 18:06:28 GMT -5
There was a awkward silence for a moment before Amphion shook away the awkwardness (at least he felt it, but he assumed this was all normal for them), "Well then Andy, shall the three of us press forward?"
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Post by Andy Jammer on Jan 9, 2011 23:54:45 GMT -5
"Right...you're right," he said, shaking away the situation as he scowled at Jasmine's continued giggling. "You said you sensed something, can you pinpoint it?"
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Post by Scott Osborne on Jan 10, 2011 18:07:02 GMT -5
Scott entered Naghtundag, the letter he had received was folded and placed securely in his pocket. He was afraid of losing it in case he had to show it to someone for proof. Scott adjusted the rifle on his back and took a deep breath. The only armor he had was his kevlar and combat webbing. He had never bought any armor or suitable weapons, however this meeting drew his immediate attention and he decided that the armor could wait. He noticed three people, whom he assumed were heroes.
"Here goes... Time to make an ass of yourself.." He muttered under his breath as he approached the group. Politely intruding he said "Excuse me, I received a letter telling me to come to Naghtundag. I am in the right place, correct? I'm not really from around these parts..."
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Post by glitters on Jan 10, 2011 19:42:25 GMT -5
Jasmine couldn't stop giggling, although she was a little embarrassed the reaction was quite...bigger than she'd like, it still worked all the same. The voice of someone behind her alerted to someone else's presence to the group, she turned to her side and managed to add someone else to her 'I've seen everything list'. However before she could ask who he was he began explaining himself.
Jasmine frowned, someone else received the note as well. She pulled out the one she and Andy had and showed it as well.
"I guess you did find the right place, you don't happen to know who sent it to you do you...?"
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Post by Scott Osborne on Jan 10, 2011 19:55:46 GMT -5
Scott shrugged. "No, I don't even really know where I am yet.... Please, excuse me. I haven't introduced myself." He held out his hand towards the group and said "I'm Scott Osborne, French Foreign Legion. . . Any idea what this is about?"
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Post by Juno Runè on Jan 10, 2011 23:18:13 GMT -5
In the throngs of the city, pushing against the crowd was someone cloaked...hidden. Through the slits of her hood the color of purple could be seen, she pulled the hood tighter over her head. Her name was Juno Runè, and she was on an important mission. Their leader wants a set of Crystals...but not just any Crystals, they're supposed to be unique, only a few in the entire world of Allorum. She knew one was here...somewhere, all she had to do was find it.
Simple enough she guessed, as she roamed through the streets of the city. As she was passing through some ugly looking bar she didn't notice the beady eyes of the men outside follow her as she moved through the streets. Nor did she notice them nod to each other and follow her, knives drawn...
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