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dark mage
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 Posted - 11 Apr 2015 : 22:08:41
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*Rosemarta smiled wider and nodded before taking a drink of her wine*
"Ladies and Gentilman welcome to my life again" Sonata Artica |
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Fizban Who
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Posted - 11 Apr 2015 : 22:59:24
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"I'm kind of looking forward to the arrival of furniture for the nursery tomorrow, how about you my Rose?"
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RaistlinsLight23
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Posted - 12 Apr 2015 : 05:27:04
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Aredhel appeared concerned and stepped aside to let Lameria into her room. She then shut the door. "Yes, of course. Not a problem," she said as she did this and then continued once they were both inside the room, "What is it, my friend?"
"Raistlin!" It was Crysania's voice. Lifting his gaze, he saw her standing before him, holding his hands away from his face, her eyes wide and filled with concern.
"I'm all right", Raistlin said coldly. "Leave me alone!" But, even as he spoke, he sighed and lowered his head again, shuddering as the horror of the dream washed over him. Pulling a clean cloth from a pocket, he began to dab at the wounds on his face.
"No, you're not", Crysania murmured, taking the cloth from his shaking hands and gently touching the bleeding gouges. "Please, let me do this", she said, as he snarled something unintelligible. "I know you wont let me heal you, but there is a clear stream near. Come, drink some water, rest and let me wash these".
Sharp, bitter words were on Raistlin's lips. He raised a hand to thrust her away. But then he realized he didn't want her to leave. The darkness of the dream receded when she was with him. The touch of warm, human flesh was comforting after the cold fingers of death.
And so, he nodded with a weary sigh.
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dark mage
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Posted - 12 Apr 2015 : 05:43:03
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"Yes I have the same feeling my love, I think it might be fun even, in a way"
"Ladies and Gentilman welcome to my life again" Sonata Artica |
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Fizban Who
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Posted - 13 Apr 2015 : 05:55:36
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"To set it up in his room will be fun too"
**She took a seat on a chair**
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dark mage
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Posted - 13 Apr 2015 : 06:11:47
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"Yes I agree" *she took another slow sip of her wine* "It still feels a little strange too, me with a baby. No one ever would have guessed that"
"Ladies and Gentilman welcome to my life again" Sonata Artica |
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RaistlinsLight23
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Posted - 13 Apr 2015 : 21:11:18
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Aredhel took a seat as well, on her bed.
"Raistlin!" It was Crysania's voice. Lifting his gaze, he saw her standing before him, holding his hands away from his face, her eyes wide and filled with concern.
"I'm all right", Raistlin said coldly. "Leave me alone!" But, even as he spoke, he sighed and lowered his head again, shuddering as the horror of the dream washed over him. Pulling a clean cloth from a pocket, he began to dab at the wounds on his face.
"No, you're not", Crysania murmured, taking the cloth from his shaking hands and gently touching the bleeding gouges. "Please, let me do this", she said, as he snarled something unintelligible. "I know you wont let me heal you, but there is a clear stream near. Come, drink some water, rest and let me wash these".
Sharp, bitter words were on Raistlin's lips. He raised a hand to thrust her away. But then he realized he didn't want her to leave. The darkness of the dream receded when she was with him. The touch of warm, human flesh was comforting after the cold fingers of death.
And so, he nodded with a weary sigh.
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Fizban Who
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Posted - 14 Apr 2015 : 04:54:37
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"The same here My Rose, I'm somewhat pleasantly surprised..."
"When you and everyone left The Temple Gardens I was about to do the same but someone spoke out to me. I was startled at first because I thought I was alone"
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RaistlinsLight23
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Posted - 14 Apr 2015 : 05:11:59
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Aredhel paid close attention. "Who was it? Are you in danger of some kind?"
"Raistlin!" It was Crysania's voice. Lifting his gaze, he saw her standing before him, holding his hands away from his face, her eyes wide and filled with concern.
"I'm all right", Raistlin said coldly. "Leave me alone!" But, even as he spoke, he sighed and lowered his head again, shuddering as the horror of the dream washed over him. Pulling a clean cloth from a pocket, he began to dab at the wounds on his face.
"No, you're not", Crysania murmured, taking the cloth from his shaking hands and gently touching the bleeding gouges. "Please, let me do this", she said, as he snarled something unintelligible. "I know you wont let me heal you, but there is a clear stream near. Come, drink some water, rest and let me wash these".
Sharp, bitter words were on Raistlin's lips. He raised a hand to thrust her away. But then he realized he didn't want her to leave. The darkness of the dream receded when she was with him. The touch of warm, human flesh was comforting after the cold fingers of death.
And so, he nodded with a weary sigh.
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dark mage
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Posted - 14 Apr 2015 : 05:34:10
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"Suprised my love?"
"Ladies and Gentilman welcome to my life again" Sonata Artica |
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Fizban Who
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Posted - 14 Apr 2015 : 05:35:13
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"Yes kind of, I mean we are two entirely different species, your human and I'm Minotaur. Unions like that do not normally produce offspring easily"
"No not really, he was a Paladin of High Ranking, it what he said that confuses me"
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RaistlinsLight23
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Posted - 14 Apr 2015 : 05:53:41
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Aredhel nodded. "Hmmm...what did he say to you?"
"Raistlin!" It was Crysania's voice. Lifting his gaze, he saw her standing before him, holding his hands away from his face, her eyes wide and filled with concern.
"I'm all right", Raistlin said coldly. "Leave me alone!" But, even as he spoke, he sighed and lowered his head again, shuddering as the horror of the dream washed over him. Pulling a clean cloth from a pocket, he began to dab at the wounds on his face.
"No, you're not", Crysania murmured, taking the cloth from his shaking hands and gently touching the bleeding gouges. "Please, let me do this", she said, as he snarled something unintelligible. "I know you wont let me heal you, but there is a clear stream near. Come, drink some water, rest and let me wash these".
Sharp, bitter words were on Raistlin's lips. He raised a hand to thrust her away. But then he realized he didn't want her to leave. The darkness of the dream receded when she was with him. The touch of warm, human flesh was comforting after the cold fingers of death.
And so, he nodded with a weary sigh.
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dark mage
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Posted - 14 Apr 2015 : 05:54:48
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"Hmmm, that is true. Well it might be the magic of the axe working again, since you are able to become human when we are alone"
"Ladies and Gentilman welcome to my life again" Sonata Artica |
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Fizban Who
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Posted - 14 Apr 2015 : 20:25:33
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"That is my guess as well My Rose"
**Smiling he held up his glass to her again and took a sip of the wine**
"He made a statement like: "Quite an individual,...isn't she?" "
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RaistlinsLight23
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Posted - 14 Apr 2015 : 20:38:20
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Aredhel looked at her questioningly. "Who was he talking about?"
"Raistlin!" It was Crysania's voice. Lifting his gaze, he saw her standing before him, holding his hands away from his face, her eyes wide and filled with concern.
"I'm all right", Raistlin said coldly. "Leave me alone!" But, even as he spoke, he sighed and lowered his head again, shuddering as the horror of the dream washed over him. Pulling a clean cloth from a pocket, he began to dab at the wounds on his face.
"No, you're not", Crysania murmured, taking the cloth from his shaking hands and gently touching the bleeding gouges. "Please, let me do this", she said, as he snarled something unintelligible. "I know you wont let me heal you, but there is a clear stream near. Come, drink some water, rest and let me wash these".
Sharp, bitter words were on Raistlin's lips. He raised a hand to thrust her away. But then he realized he didn't want her to leave. The darkness of the dream receded when she was with him. The touch of warm, human flesh was comforting after the cold fingers of death.
And so, he nodded with a weary sigh.
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The Inn of the Last Home (Version 12)
