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Crisis Chronicles: The Last Crusade {Open RP}
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Post by
Sparkbolt
Character: Salena Greyfang
Location: Golden Isles
Salena nodded then yawned. "I'm sorry but it was a real busy day and I want to turn in for the night." She said.
Post by
Atik
Locronos
Golden Isles, Main Isle
Locronos nodded. "Alright." He grinned. "Did you pick a villa yet? I'll walk you home." He offered.
He wondered if he should have gone for a stronger drink.
Post by
Sparkbolt
Character: Salena Greyfang
Location: Golden Isles
"I had Firecracker find me one." She said standing. "And I can walk myself home. Thanks for dinner." She added.
Post by
Atik
Locronos
Golden Isles, Main Island
"Really, I insist." Locronos commented, standing as well.
Post by
Sparkbolt
Character: Salena Greyfang
Location: Golden Isles
"It's okay." She said starting to make her ways to the door. "It gives me time with my thoughts about today."
Post by
Atik
Locronos
Golden Isles, Main Island
Locronos sighed, surrendering for the night. "Alright then." He nodded.
Post by
Sparkbolt
Character: Salena Greyfang
Location: Golden Isles
"Good night Locronos." She said before walking out the door and headed towards the villas.
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: -
Location
: The Golden Isles, Benalathor's study
Shortly after the two women departed, a faint, distant chord of chimes sounded in the elf's study. A presence made itself known, standing at the edge of perception but not quite breaching onto the Isles yet.
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Ahriman Ashwood
Location
: The Golden Isles, Benalathor's study
There were no more erratic sounds, nor was there even the tiniest spark to accompany the newest arrival. One moment the elf was alone behind his desk, the next a tall and lean figure stepped out of the thin air and onto the carpet in front of him.
The newcomer wore a free-flowing robe the color of steel, with wide sleeves ending just above the wrists and the skirt parted down the middle. Beneath it was a seamless black garment that enveloped the man like a second skin, covering everything from the chin down. He cast back the heavy hood of his cloak and revealed a slim, pale face of a middle-aged human. His long, graying chestnut hair was swept up and back in a widow's peak and his eyes were a dark enough shade of brown for some to call them black.
"I bid you welcome and offer my gratitude for the hospitality, Benalathor."
Ahriman Ashwood tipped his head at the host's direction and folded his arms behind his back.
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Ahriman Ashwood
Location
: The Golden Isles, Benalathor's study
"You will have to excuse me if I do not commit the entirety of my resources to your endeavor at the very beginning," the Keeper said rather bluntly, taking a seat opposite the elf, "But this visit speaks for itself. You have my support."
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Ahriman Ashwood
Location
: The Golden Isles, Benalathor's study
"In regards to Azazel, I know. I appreciate the vote of confidence that is his invitation. As for his mother, her presence in your domain I will interpret as your acceptance of her habits, without expecting somebody to restrain her."
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Ahriman Ashwood
Location
: The Golden Isles, Benalathor's study
Ashwood allowed himself a smile, "Then I will see you on the morrow."
The Keeper rose and made for the exit. The door opened to let him through, then quietly closed behind his back.
Post by
Aimsyr
Amora Frosthowl, Elsa Wolftongue, Vashadya Duskwind, Yalira Stormtongue
The Golden Isles, Villa Islands
"All alone?" Amora inquired innocently, shooting Bowie a small smile. It was the exact same expression he had allowed himself when summarizing his life in his manor, down to the smallest of nuances. It was uncanny.
She had been paying attention.
Vashadya made no sign to show she was aware, having soon fallen into a blissful sleep. An unusual occurrence for the night elf.
Yalira arrived at her own, organic accommodation, acquiring the key from the mailbox and turning in for the night, saber cat once again in tow.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Alexander "Duskhide" Bowie
Location
: the Golden Isles, Villa Islands
The druid paused momentarily and, for once without a smile, turned to face Amora and give her an appraising look. Only afterwards did his smile return, but this time, there was a very definite feral quality to it he no longer suppressed.
"It would be proper, now would it not?"
Post by
morginar
Character
: Falionna Shaderunner, Velnessia Nertheledil, Xeltan
Location
: Golden Isles, Villa Islands
Velnessia went to bed as soon as she had entered her preciously claimed house.
Xeltan decided that he needed to sleep to clear his mind. Maybe insomnia had clouded his head?
Falionna still layed asleep, in a soft bed shifting from side to side as if having a nightmare.
Character
: Ithalwen Azureweaver
Location
: Golden Isles, Benalathor's mansion
Onto the beach a high elf materialized. Dressed in the robes of the kirin tor and armed with a blade froged from dalaran hangin on a belt at her hip. Onto her back the elf carried a backpack.
The pale skined quel'dorei with black hair walked into the mansion as the message said.
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