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Post by GreenDragon on Jan 16, 2008 16:40:25 GMT
*When she hears Zeytan speak, Meliss turns round quickly, then kneels at his side again*
"Welcome back, sir" she smiles. "You're lucky no bones've been broken, that fearsome looking dragon-man threw you quite a distance and with plenty of force! Here, let me help you to your feet. We're all going back into the Crazed Heifer and I think you could do with a rest after this incident".
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Post by Zeytan on Jan 17, 2008 1:27:45 GMT
*Zeytan stares blankly for a few moments as the fog in his mind slowly clears.*
"Oh yes thats right. Quite the temper that fellow had."
*Lets Meliss help him up and uses her to steady himself so as to be able to walk.*
"Yes i think ajourning back to The Heffier would be a good idea, I could do with a drink and also you can join our little school reuinon Miss Meliss if you so please."
*Sunderly stops and looks around and says in a some what concerned voice.*
"Where's Malark??"
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Post by GreenDragon on Jan 21, 2008 23:42:43 GMT
*Looks around for Malark and spots the mire-crab hiding behind a nearby barrel, looking extremely confused and blowing grey bubbles*
"Come on now, Malark - everything's ok now, were you scared?"
*Malark scuttles forward to where Meliss stands with Zeytan and starts tugging on her cloak with a claw and indicating Morwena and Red with the other. He blows more grey bubbles*
"You're wondering what they're saying, aren't you? I am too, one does wish I could understand that special language that magical creatures such as phoenixes and dragons use when they're communicating with each other"
*Malark looks at Morwena and Red for a few more seconds, scratching his head with a claw. Then he decides he's had enough and starts tugging Zeytan's cloak, blowing pink bubbles up at him*
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Post by Zeytan on Jan 22, 2008 0:05:46 GMT
*Zeytan smiles at his loyal pet.*
"Come on Malark."
*He says and bends down slightly and gently scoups Malark up.*
"Lets get back inside and get the reuinion back under way hmmm??"
*Malark blows some yellow bubbles...then a few green ones.*
"Malark you can't still be hungry you've had nearly three slices of bread and a bowl of milk."
*Malark blows some more green bubbles.*
"Ok ok. one more peice of bread and that it Malark."
*Turns his attention back to Meliss as they make there way to the Heffier.*
"So how are your magic studies comeing along Miss Meliss?? I trust your journy was a smooth one."
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Julian Lapin
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Post by Julian Lapin on Jan 22, 2008 11:13:24 GMT
Seeing Zeytan being taken back inside, Jules and Ed decided he was in good enough hands and left his group to their own devices.
'This really has turned out to be one of those days,' said Julian.
'I hope this sort of thing doesn't happen every time we have a quiet drink and some lunch. Speaking of which, we've had absolutly none of the latter. I think this needs addressing.'
'Yes! Can you walk, my dear?' said Julian, directing this last comment to Phoenix. 'I don't think we had the oppertunity to introduce outselves, what with the shenanigans and all. Professors Julian Lapis and Edward Kenji. I couldn't help noticing you're a user of the arcane. I think we have much to discuss.'
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Post by GreenDragon on Jan 22, 2008 17:33:18 GMT
"Well, one has accomplished a great deal since I was last here. One of the things I am most happy with is that I now have the power to transport myself to a place, if and when I am summoned by somebody. It took a great deal of concentration but one has finally managed to master it. No doubt it shall come in handy one of these days. I can also throw lightning bolts at enemies and can influence the weather if need be. My uncle told me how proud he was of me the last time I saw him. I only wish that Sidriss could master magic in the way myself and my uncle have. Every day she seems to get more accident-prone, no matter how much one has tried to help her.
The journey was mostly a fair one, the only thing of note is that a fearsome looking red dragon nearly attacked us. I managed to hold it off with a Shield spell unil it got fed up and moved on. It left myself, Red and Smirkenorff quite shaken for a while afterwards".
*Meliss smiles at Zeytan and Malark and relishes the idea of the school reunion and of talking about all the memories of being at the Knightmare Boarding School.*
"And how about you, Professor? How have things been for you during my absence? Is there any news on those dreadful Serpent Men?"
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Post by Zeytan on Jan 22, 2008 23:11:48 GMT
*Zeytan sighs slightly at the mention of Sidriss. Family issues were something he was all to familer with.*
"Strangley Meliss, after a very unsavory massacer of some members of the Grey Sisterhood with in The Rift of Angar there has been no further news or sightnings of them."
"We can but hope that either they have left this realm or that the Grey Sisterhood extracted some justice of their own upon them."
"As for me things have been a mixture of quiate and upheaval."
"When the school closed i set myself up as a private tutor as you know and soon aquired a pupil in Miss Cassandra. However due to personal issues of my own i had to temporailiy suspend our lessons untill they were resolved although i do belive she is still in Wolfenden some were."
"Thouse personal issues it seems may have been resolved...unfortunatly by the use of a rope neckless, which is not realy the way i would have liked my half brother to have wound up even if he probabley did deserve it."
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Post by GreenDragon on Jan 22, 2008 23:26:12 GMT
"I'm glad to hear the news about the Serpent Men, they were truly a threat to Wolfenden. So sorry to hear about your half-brother though..."
*Meliss puts her free hand on Zeytan's arm, trying to comfort him, and continues speaking*
"One has to admit that I don't remember Cassandra, so I wouldn't recognise her if I met her in the street. It would be good to meet another sorceress of my own age though, one admits I don't have many friends in one's peer group. I am still sad to hear that the school remains closed, is there no way it could be restored to its former glory?"
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Post by Callimpsest on Jan 23, 2008 0:31:58 GMT
*Meanwhile, inside the Crazed Heifer, Callimpsest has finished placing all the necessary thatching and wooden rods. Not feeling as flamboyant as he did earlier, he merely mutters his binding spell, rather than proclaiming it. The roof is now completely repaired.
Callimpsest slowly climbs down the ladder, which a couple of other punters than carry away to its original location (along with the bucket). The serving girls thank Callimpsest, but he feels no triumph. Looking at the innovative milk/wheat concoction in Malark's bowl, he feels a deep sadness at the way in which the mire-crab, the creature he took such a liking to, had ignored it, to the extent of stealing bread instead. He also feels despondent at the way in which his drinking partner Zeytan left the tavern without a word to him.
Callimpsest is descending into self-pity, just as he descended the ladder. The reason loners are loners, he thinks to himself, is that they don't know how to be likeable. I may no longer have the sanctum that was my library, but I should still be alone again. Sitting back down at the deserted table, Callimpsest decides to finish his drink and then return to his room at the Wolf's Howl Inn.
The tavern piper is playing a whining ditty about a discoloured man of bones. It is called Grey Skelly.*
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Post by Zeytan on Jan 23, 2008 0:45:45 GMT
*At this point Malark, Zeytan along with Meliss re-enter the Heffier. Zeytan is still trying to shake the remaing mental cobwebs away after his uninteneded flight, but is now walking unaided. Malark scuttles out of his arms and back on to the table. He waves a claw at Callimpsest in greating and then begins to boul bubbles at Zeytan impachaint to get some more food.*
*Then Malark noticed the blow that had been filled with milk, now appers to have a light brown liquid in it. He looks quizicaly at it for a few moments then tentivaly dips one of his claws in and pulls it out and watches the liquid drip off his claw and back into the bowl.*
*He reapets this action three times before he tentivly lets some of the mixture drip into his mouth. He tastes the mixture for a moment and then goes over to the bowl and starts lapping the mixture up.*
*Zeytan has got to his seat. He smiles at Callimpsest even if his smile is a some what pained one, the kind someone suffering from a migrain gives.*
"Why do bad things always come in threes and Short temperd Dragon creatures come in twos??"
*He askes.*
"Sorry about leaving abruptly their Calimpesst, while i'm more a philosapher now adays i was once a warrior/Philosapher and unfortunatly every now and then that old warrior nature dose still come to the forefront and thought i might be able to lend Miss Phoniexflame hand."
*Rubs the back of his head*
"Afraid however all i managed to do was get myself tossed half way across the street by one of thouse dragon creatures. Although on the plus side look who i ran into outside."
Indicates Meliss. He makes to order some more bread when he noticed Malark guzzuling down what he assumed was the milk.*
"Whats got into him he dosen't normaly drink milk on its own??"
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Post by PhoenixFlame on Jan 23, 2008 9:49:22 GMT
*Phoenixflame smiled at Julian and Kenji and bowed slightly to the both of them* "It's my pleasure to meet both of you! Welcome to the realm of Knightmare! Thank you, I'd be delighted to accompany you. My name's Phoenixflame, and this Morwena" *Phoenixflame motions to Morwena, who is watching after Meliss, Zeytan and Red somewhat forlornly. At the mention of her name, she flies over to Phoenixflame's shoulder and dips her head lightly at them* "Well, I know a few spells" Phoenixflame says with a slight smile "Will you join us?" She calls over to Robin, "I'd like to buy you a drink for your assistance back there as well" (OOC: Hopefully, I should be back more permanantly, Sorry for the delays, it's been manic! )
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Post by Robin on Jan 23, 2008 14:33:04 GMT
*Robin tips his hat.*
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Post by Callimpsest on Jan 23, 2008 15:04:50 GMT
Ah, Miss GreenDragon, greetings.
*When he sees that Zeytan has suffered injury, Callimpsest feels guilty for his selfish thinking. He quietly watches Malark tucking into the shredded wheat.*
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Post by GreenDragon on Jan 24, 2008 21:03:42 GMT
*Meliss offers a handshake*
"Greetings, sir. One has not had the pleasure of meeting you before. I am Meliss and this is my faithful dragon companion, Red".
*Red gives a regal bow*
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Post by Callimpsest on Jan 25, 2008 16:35:51 GMT
Oh, but we have met. I wouldn't presume to use your name if we hadn't. [OOC: Granted, Callimpsest and GreenDragon never met 'on screen' on the KMBS forum, but I'm assuming she visited the library during her time there.] And I know Master Red as well, from my forays to the familiars' quarters.
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