Fairy Light
for centuries the dark denizens of the world have been kept at bay by the power of the fey crystals. no longer. \\ something strange is moving the bad lands beyond armist mountains. the fey crystals are beginning to weaken and darkness creeps across the la
Aug 15, 2007 21:27
By Saturn Sensei
In Role Play.
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(Sorry, I haven't been posting, school kept really busy and then I got distracted by Silkroadonline. I'll try to keep up on this from now on.
@Bleachboy Lithium is directing her questions to Traxex, not you).
Narrator: The first skirmish has been fought and the shadow has been held at bay. Now the adventures must forge ahead and enter the Badlands or the world will fall into darkness.
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(O.O wow, del's been busy.
@Styx my character's a fairy, not an elf.)
Felona: Felona bristled at Traxex's response and flying past her then turned, blocking her path. "You stop right, there! That's no way to return a greeting, I know even drow have a code of civility." Seeing Traxex's sneer Felona sighed and switched tatics, "You must have sensed the presence of those creatures, right? I," she glanced at Lithium and D, "we could really use your help." Her expression grew sunken and she added in a voice close to sobbing, "besides it's my fault they appeared in the first place."
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Lithiums sharp elfen ears picked up what Traxex had mumbled. THe ingrediants in her potion. she smiled. "That's right." she stood from her knelt postion listening to traxex speak to felona. Lith sighed. "So you're just going to leave then?"
   
"Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me. You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me!"
~Hamlet, Act III Scene II
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Traxex didnt take a step further, the glare she was getting from the person infront of her was enough to make anyone cautious. The small vial she pulled out from the bag infront of her was filled with brown and green liquid, sqirling silently in its little prison.
When the stopper was released from the vial, Traxex immediately knew what it was. 23 years of potion making and working as a woods guide in lower Westwood had honed her senses.
"Aum leaves for the healing, bonemeal for thickness and crushed ivy for strength", she said softly under her breath. She thought briefly over her travels, trying to think where the last time was where she encountered such strong smelling Aum leaves. She knew in the back of her mind where it was, but couldnt piece together the details enough to recall a name.
A question from the elf, now awake, brought Traxex to her senses. "My name is of no concern to you light-walker, and neither is my business. Ill take my leave now, there is no more danger here."
She turned her back on the party, feeling the sneer finally leave her lips. It seemed the prejudices of her people were easily carried down through generations.
(And, waterwolf. We are in a forest a short way away from the town. We left a while back and traveled to a river. Just remember that for future posts. Other than that, nice story guys :P)
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Lithium: " Let's just say ivy leaves hm?" Lithium ginned placing the vial back in her bag and her bag back in her cloak. "Glad to see you've come back to us," She smiled "Have a nice sleep?"
Felona: Felona gave Lithium a skeptical look and replied, "Good enough." Then she turned to Traxex and introduced herself executing a small bow in process, "Greetings, I am Felona Stardust, Priestess of the Order of Fey. I have not seen many Drow in my travels. May I inquire as to your business in these woods?"
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" Let's just say ivy leaves hm?" Lithium ginned placing the vial back in her bag and her bag back in her cloak. "Glad to see you've come back to us," She smiled "Have a nice sleep?"
"Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me. You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me!"
~Hamlet, Act III Scene II
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Felona: Lithium's potion brought Felona back to consciousness coughing and sputting.
Felona: "What in five realms was that?" demanded Felona--her energy mostly recovered--between coughs as she tried in vain to remove the fumes from Lithim's potion from her nostrils.
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"Hm I might have something to help." Lith said more to herself than to anyone around her. She gently lay Felona on the ground close to her and knelt on one knee digging through a rather large pouch she had pulled out of her cloak. Lithium looked up and met Traxex's eyes. Lith's daring the drow to step on Felona because the idea was apparent.Lith dropped her gaze back to her bag. "Ahah!" She said pulling a small vial filled with odd spiky and oily looking leaves. "I've never been much for healing...not an expert but simple strength revival should be easy enough." Lith smiled and opened the viall while carefully placing it close to Felona. "Ever heard of aroma therapy?" She joked as a green sort of gas slowly crept out from the vial and towards felona. "Smells aweful but the vitamins it contains are enough to at least awaken her won't restore full power though."
"Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me. You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me!"
~Hamlet, Act III Scene II
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