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Post by Skarkill on Nov 23, 2007 0:56:08 GMT
[ModNote: Continued from Returning Home.] *After a wash to try and get as much of the grave dirt off of him Skarkill emerged wearing a new set of clothes but the same old beat up worn out chain mail and eye patch.* *Normaly he would have just changed his cloths becuase dirt didn't bother him perticulay but this was not ordinary dirt. It grave dirt and not just any grave dirt but grave dirt from what had been HIS grave and that REALY botherd him.* *He finshed trying to dry his hair with the towel he had in his hands, well at leats thats what it had been once over now it was more of a moth eaten, thread bear some what grimey old rag that had once been a towel.* *Skarkill went to the door of his Sisters room and knocked.* "You ready yet Sis??" *He called threw the door.*
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Post by Sinstar on Nov 23, 2007 2:07:00 GMT
*Sinstar on the other hand was pretty far from ready, after leaning against the door for a while she had merely looked around the darkened room. The drapes that covered the windows had been closed, the furniture had been dusty though nothing had been moved, the old books still stood on her bookshelves in various stages of disarray though the pages were a lot more yellowed than they had been when she had seen them last time. The air had the tinge of dust and must and a fair few cob webs and spiders had made themselves at home in he ceiling corners.*
*Her room was naturally dark anyway due to the dark wood that was used for her walls, a dark rough wood with the grains very obvious. The bed was the only thing bar the wardrobe that was neat and she felt no real rush of emotions until her gaze had come to the mirror and her face was seen to her for the first time in so long.*
*A pale hand lifts up to brush back the long brown hair with slight streaks of red seen even through the dirt that covered it and her pale reflection looked back at her. Her eyes were dark brown sometimes mistaken for black with flecks of gold and green, she was slim of build and came to over five foot five in height. She tilted her head back against the door closing her eyes and holding in a breath as she started to feel the urge of panic beginning to vibrate in her stomach.*
*For minutes she had held to the panic trying to prevent it forming into a bird and soaring through her into causing hysterics and slowly she regained her composure but walked over to the mirror and took it down from the wall then laid it face down on the cupboard before heading to the small bath room that lead off of her room. The bathroom was small and only had a large bowl on a small table to be used as a basin, a rather small bath tub though water had to gathered from the well outside and then heated up for a proper bath but for now she simply picked the bowl up and placed it on the bath room window sill opening the window and pushing it out as dark storm clouds wandered over the village and rain began to fall, the dusty bowl quickly filling with rain water before she pulled it back in and stripped out of her clothing and began to wash when she heard her brothers voice.*
No I'm not.
*She calls back loudly.*
Surely you remember how long I need to get ready?
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Post by Skarkill on Nov 23, 2007 18:38:35 GMT
"Well hurry up Sis. I've got a horried feeling mums gonner brew up one of her meals for us if we hang around to long. And we'll need to be makeing a move if we intend to cover any ground today to get back to Wolfenden."
"Or do you wanner spend the night here and set off tommorow??"
*just then Skarkill heard his mother start to come up the staires.*
"Oh heck!! Sis I hope your decent or at least have the bathroom door shut. cuse mums comeing up So I'm comeing in."
*Skarkill coverd his good eye felt for the door knob turned it and quickly moved into his Sister's room and shut the door.*
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Post by Sinstar on Nov 27, 2007 12:37:30 GMT
*Sinstar sighed quietly before quickly closing the bathroom door by kicking her foot backwards, the bathroom door shutting with a quiet click.*
You know if she can't find you she is going to simply come here any way and she may be on her way here any way.
*She mumbles as she starts to wash her face and then arms with a rough cloth dipped into the rain water.. The dark clouds were becoming darker and a deep but at present distant rumble of thunder was heard *
And if she comes here with pink things because of you being missing. You are going to suffer.
*She shouts through the door.*
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Post by Young Grimwold on Nov 27, 2007 18:15:28 GMT
[ModNote: I have moved this thread to Otherlands, as it's better suited to this section of the forum, what with the house being a week's journey from Wolfenden. Abnormal service may now be resumed. ]
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Post by Sinstar on Nov 27, 2007 22:55:27 GMT
((OOC: And here I was beginning to think that I was going crazy.
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Post by Skarkill on Nov 28, 2007 18:28:33 GMT
*Skarkill lowers his hand slowly as he hears the bathroom door shut. He chuckles lightly at his sister's threat as well.*
"Even if she dose your just going to spell cast them to some other colour. Or accidently on purpose spill something on them or some how get them dirty so whats the problem??"
*Lissens to the distent thnder.*
"Hmm don't know about you Sis but I don't fancy travaling in weather like that mabey we should spend the night here and set off tommorow. What do you think?"
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Post by Young Grimwold on Nov 30, 2007 3:51:54 GMT
[OOC: A late night/early morning NPC surprise. ] *As the rain descends, the open areas of the village become empty. Most members of the local goblin population have no intention of partaking in an activity as horrendously hygienic as being caught in a downpour. But along the vacated streets are scuttling two figures, as indistinguishable as they are inseparable. They've caught a scent: a scent they never dreamed they'd catch again (not that they do much dreaming of any kind). It's a scent which to them means security, purpose, and maybe even friendship. The pair arrive at the house of Skarkill and Sinstar and their mother. They pause, turn to each other, and exchange crooked grins - something they've seldom done since they escaped the unguarded pens in Marblehead and completed the trek home to Kobalt Province several months ago. From their very limited vocabulary, they manage to extract one word, and they utter it in squeaky, raspy unison:* Grippa & Rhark: Lovely!*Grippa & Rhark turn their attention to the front door. Unfamiliar with the custom of knocking, they scratch at it.*
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Post by Skarkill on Dec 1, 2007 19:32:39 GMT
*Jezabella (Skarkill & Sinstar's mother) was on her way upstairs when she became aware of the scratching noise comeing from the front door.*
"Thats Odd."
*She said to herself and started to slowly go back down staiers and towards the door. Before she opened it she picked up a rather hevey looking stick that was leaning against the wall. Hieding the stick just behind her back she opend the door.*
*And was imediatly knocked over as two shapes rushed into the house, makeing the most bizzar gibbering noise.*
"What in the Underworld!!!"
*She sat up and saw two Goblins gawking at her with a bemused expresion on their faceses and a blank stare in their eyes hinting at not to great an inteligence.*
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Post by Sinstar on Dec 3, 2007 11:57:02 GMT
*Sinstar stared out of the window a moment at the storm clouds and listened as the thunder rumbled louder and a flash of lightning briefly lights up the darkening sky. The rain starting to come down heavy and hard, splashing against the dirty window and leaving clean trails in it's tracks.*
Indeed not, it does seem to be in for a fair while, won't hurt if we stay here a night.
*She tilts her head slightly a moment her eyes narrowing as she looks at the floor a moment.*
Will you go check on ma, I am sure I heard a heavy thud like her fainting again.
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Post by Skarkill on Dec 3, 2007 16:03:46 GMT
*Skarkill opens the door slightly and calls out.*
"Ma?? You Fainted??"
"Well She's hardly going to be able to tell you she's fainted, If she has fainted now is she??"
*Sinstar calls out sarcasticaly from the bathroom. Skarkill gives the bathroom door a dirty look. He is just about to walk out when he hears 2 things first if his mother yelling.*
"Get out of my house!! No, no you can't go up there."
*Second is the sound of feet on the staires but there not thouse of his mum, their to light and fast paced. It sounds like a little child running up the staires. He then becomes aware of an exted gibbering sound that he reconises.*
"That Sounds like......"
*before he can finish speaking the door is pushed open and he is bloed over both by the door swinging open and the imapct of his two former charges bounding into him like a dog welcoming its master home.*
"Grippa??? Rhark??? how on earth and what are you doing here???"
*The 2 Goblains gibber at Skarkill.*
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Post by Sinstar on Dec 3, 2007 18:14:45 GMT
*Sinstar hears the comotion from up the stairs and the sounding of something smashing it ways into her room. She quickly pulls ont he old rags in the bathroom with her at least able to cover up mostly before running ut into her room and seeing the three pests on the floor she gives a quiet sigh and lowers her head. Walking over to her wardrobe to grab something more appropriate for her style.*
Well at least the animals have got back together.
*She mutters as she walks back into the bathroom closing the door again.*
If they wreck anything your fixing it!
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Post by Skarkill on Dec 3, 2007 18:44:57 GMT
*Shoots his sister a very dirty look.*
"There house trained........least there were, don't know what that Raptor may have been teaching them."
"Flamin Brigand din't know the first thing about being a Goblin Master."
*Looks at Grippa & Rhark.*
"Well.....Get Off me!!!"
*The 2 Goblins scurry back off of Skarkill. Who gets up and dusts himself off.*
"Care to tell me why your not in your pens??"
*The Goblins Gibber at Skarkill again.*
"What do you meen Marbleheads deserted??"
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Post by Sinstar on Dec 3, 2007 18:53:42 GMT
*Sinstar shouts through the door.*
They mean as they say, that Martblehead has become deserted, abandoned, left unattended, with out guards or rules or people generally. Hence deserted, no longer in use. Need I go on?
Or should I say in other words, your lord and high though very pale Fear has done a runner it seems. Does that mean the powers that be are in charge around here now?
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Post by Skarkill on Dec 3, 2007 19:03:31 GMT
*Skarkill is unsure for a moment.*
"I.....I would guess so."
"Suppose that meens i'm out a work again and no job for you either."
*has a think*
"Suppose we could offer our services to Queen Acsandra she's been looking for some minnions for a while. Or perhaps we could get work with The Grey Sisters. Could always sweet talk Greystagg. Or we could just go into buissnes for ourselves. What do you think Sinstar??"
"Witchhaven, Wintieria or Freelance??"
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