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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2008 8:10 pm
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Kerrigan sat her ground the whole time while Viral was fixing to leave, after the brief eye contact they'd had she kept her eyes down on her plate and ate a little bit of food. Her face was expressionless, completely empty, just like her movements. As the door clicked close at Viral's exit, she stood up and dusted herself off.
"Lovely time for a walk, don't you think?" she commented blandly. Reaching into the sleeve of her top, she walked over to Marcus, then stopped until she found what she was looking for. She withdrew a number of letters, all tied up with a long strand of grass, with a small flower at the top instead of a bow.
"I think this may be a long walk... from which I may or may not return... never know what might happen in weather like this... Thank you for your hospitality. If I do survive, I'll do my best to send word to you. So if ever you have more adventurers coming your way, their hearts might have a small glimmer of hope as they set off on any impossible quests." Flashing a wry smile to Marcus, she took in a deep breath and walked past them all and out the door. Once she was free of the warmth and welcoming atmosphere of the mansion, she began sprinting after Viral.
((Au revoir, mes amis. It's been great, but I'm taking my leave also. The letters are there to be opened in times of need, when they need a bit of humour to lift up their spirits. 3nodding ))
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2008 8:18 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2008 8:38 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 24, 2008 1:56 am
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Cthugarai's dreams were warm and comforting, seemingly a shield of the harsh winter that was raging outside his window, winds banging the shutters against the window frame. Suddenly a feeling of dread flowed over him a slow chill working it's way up his spine.
He awoke with a start, shouting to the walls of his room, before realizing where he was. He leaned forward and hugged his knees for a moment, the feeling of something off still lingered, even outside his dream. "It seemed so... real" he thought.
The cold also seemed to have followed him from his dream as his body gave a shudder ending with his newly formed wings that were now brought to his attention. Looking at them with shock he threw the blankets from his body, and examined himself, rubbing a hand over his newly formed chest scales, and was surprised to find they felt... Normal. Like there were there his whole life.
I've adopted more dragons, please help them survive.
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Posted: Wed Dec 24, 2008 5:53 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 24, 2008 9:11 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 24, 2008 10:16 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 24, 2008 12:21 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 24, 2008 5:42 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 6:17 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 8:48 am
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