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Post by Ursula on Dec 29, 2003 1:49:39 GMT
I... see... *Ursula atill looks somewhat bemused, but shrugs it off* Very well then.
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Post by Tom Troughton on Dec 29, 2003 1:57:39 GMT
"I know, your woundering howcome you never senced my presencs in the wood. Right?"
"Well thats easy enough to explain, My race are experts at camorflarge, that is why you couldn't see me.
"Second I have some skill in magic so when I venture in to situations on my wanderings that might be dangerous for example passing a dragons lair I use a spell called "SENCES BLACKOUT."
"It affects animals normaly acute sences so they can't see, hear or smell me & I can walk it complet safty."
(Ursula is starting to wounder about Toms Race and decides to quizz him on it.)
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Post by Ursula on Dec 29, 2003 2:01:06 GMT
I see. So what exactly are you, my friend? *Ursula frowns suddenly, sniffing the air as a shudder runs through her* Wait... there is a badness in the air... *She looks across at Tom, knowing that he may very well know of what she's sensing* The pain. Do you feel it? (OOC: She means Tzigane) |
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Post by Tom Troughton on Dec 29, 2003 2:06:31 GMT
(This is befor Tzigane presenc manifests its self.)
* Tom gets a mysterious Look on his face, he half wispers half speeks.*
"Ask No Questions and I'll Tell You No Lies."
*The Pain Hits him*
"Arrrgh, YES I FEEL IT ALL TO WELL."
*Tom suddernly keels forward in agony, his face contorted in a terribal grimace of pain and sadness. Much To Ursula's horror He appers to stop breathing.*
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Post by Ursula on Dec 29, 2003 2:09:53 GMT
I know, I feel it too, it's like... *sees Tom collapse, quickly crouches beside him* Are you all right? Can you hear me?!
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Post by Tom Troughton on Dec 29, 2003 2:13:51 GMT
*Tom sudernly Convulse Vilontly. A Gargeld scream emits from his mouth. Then all is still, Tom slumps forward, Breathing heavaliy as if he had just run a marathon twice in a row.*
"The Pain.....The sorrow....The anguish......The hatered.....The Missery, It was too much."
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Post by Ursula on Dec 29, 2003 2:27:32 GMT
Yes. We must find out where it is coming from...
*Ursula drives her staff into the ground, then starts to chant in a strange, gutteral language. Using one hand, she points at the air over Tom, and a dot of silver light appears until they form a miniature version of the constellation Ursa Major (the Big Dipper) Taking hold of her staff again, Ursula swipes it through the pattern she's made, and it vanishes in a flash of white light, calming Tom and soothing the spiritual pain*
Is that better?
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Post by Tom Troughton on Dec 29, 2003 2:40:30 GMT
<Slightly Brethless.>
"Yes...........Thanks."
*He opens his eyes and see's TRIPAL.*
"Oh No.....Not This...Focas on one thing."
*He focases on a Tree Stump until his sences calm down.*
"A down side to my race and of being a nomad you become entuned with the atmosphe and a disstubance like that affects you.
"It double effective for me people of my race normaly suppres there emotions, I on the other hand Like emotions and have let mine breake free. This how ever is the price I pay, Extrem sensetivetiy to Penomanom Like that."
"What was that anyway? God I have only once in my time felt such Pain and missery, Some poor soal must have died a wrethced death to leave that kind of imprint on the atmopher."
(OOC: To avoid confusion with another storyline this event take place after Tom's encounter with Rob which explains his presenc in the forrest.)
[ModNote: Unfortunately, confusion cannot be avoided. Tom posted in multiple threads simultaneously and depsite my best efforts, there is no way that his encounter with Ursula can be slotted in amongst his other encounters. We must just accept that, until later on, he is two places at once! ~YG]
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Post by Ursula on Dec 29, 2003 2:45:15 GMT
Yes. It was certainly not of this earth, that's for sure. Such pain and torment... the human world is a frightening place at times. Whatever kind of tortured soul this is, we must bring it peace... if this is what we feel then we can only imagine its pain.
*Standing tall, Ursula looks around and sniffs the air carefully in an odd, bearish movement* Hmmm. This way. *she points towards Wolfenden with her staff* How fast can you travel?
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Post by Tom Troughton on Dec 29, 2003 2:47:35 GMT
"ME? Well I could try and transport us there with a spell."
"It would cut the jouurny time in half. I could at least get use as far as the outskirts."
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Post by Ursula on Dec 29, 2003 2:52:54 GMT
Well, I was going to run, but if your spell will get us there faster, then use it by all means.
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Post by Tom Troughton on Dec 29, 2003 2:55:01 GMT
*Tom Mumbals The spell and In a flash Ursula is standing on the outskirts of Wolfenden. BUT Tom is no were to be seen, Ursula looks around for him.* (Continued In "On The Outskirts." in Wolfenden Village.) |
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