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Post by Autumn Valory on Aug 27, 2012 18:14:56 GMT
Umm...not really.
*She looks to The March.*
W-what do you think?
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Post by The March of Ides on Aug 27, 2012 18:20:12 GMT
*The March of Ides now appears 11 or 12 and looks curious.*
If he explains then we will know
What forces have deranged him so.
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Post by Lufane on Aug 27, 2012 18:21:27 GMT
I presume that is a yes?
*Lufane asks as he does not which to worsen the current problem*
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Post by The March of Ides on Aug 27, 2012 18:25:40 GMT
A "yes" if you remain at peace,
Or else your tale - and life - will cease.
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Post by Autumn Valory on Aug 27, 2012 18:26:26 GMT
Well...alright. But make it quick.
*She's starting to get impatient. Not just with Lufane, but with The March as well. She doesn't know why he refuses to take action. But then again, she can get easily impatient.*
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Post by Lufane on Aug 27, 2012 18:39:50 GMT
I will try, my friend. Elven blood flows through my veins. Calm is not my specialty. *He sits on the ground, cross-legged and is silent for a while. He then starts to speak to the pair.*
Even I do not know my whole story but I will tell you all I know. As a Elfling I was left on the doorstep of a human family. they were kind and took me in. Sara, my mother and Harold, my father. They had a child two years later. this child was my human sister, Lynn. *He sniffs at the pain of the memory*. The children of the village of Kynes-Graad, High Grove, mocked me because of my skin and hair. The village thought me a Daemon because of my eyes and they bullied me and my family. I was left with a Elven book, from which I have learned all of my Elven knowledge. One day *he stalls, clearly writhing in emotional pain* they physically attacked Lynn. The same thing happened then as you have just witnessed. I killed three of the attackers. After that, I ran. I have had no news of my family since I left. I am now in search of the Silver Sanctuary, an Elven structure that will offer refuge and aid to all those who need it. *His head falls and he shakes in silent sobs*
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Post by Autumn Valory on Aug 27, 2012 19:04:46 GMT
*Autumn watches Lufane crying. Deep down, she feels terribly sad and guilty for him. She wants to say sorry for being so rude to him. But the ring she's wearing won't let it surface. All her thoughts are more focused on The March of Ides.*
I...
*She wants to say it, but it won't come out.*
Do you expect me to believe that?
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Post by Lufane on Aug 27, 2012 19:15:15 GMT
*Lufane's head lifts incredibly quickly and he stares directly into Autumn's eyes. Tears are streaming down his face. His hair and clothes are plastered to his body with sweat. His eyes are watery blue, but are verging on turning red again*
How DARE you! You need proof that I tell the truth?
*He removes the top half of his clothes so that he stands naked from the waist up and stand with his back to Autumn. Intricate designs are carved into the skin on his back. The symbols glow faintly.*
This. THIS. This is the Sigil of Truth. Carved into my back at the age of eight by an iron poker. I took three months to complete. I physically cannot lie.
*He takes a small black book from one of his pouches*
And this is the book of which I spoke. I may also, for reasons unknown to all, commune directly with the Gods... it scares me. They talk to me more than I do them. Who is your god, Autumn?
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Post by Autumn Valory on Aug 27, 2012 19:18:09 GMT
...Imaginal. The brother of Esa. He is my god...the reason I'm alive today.
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Post by Lufane on Aug 27, 2012 19:27:37 GMT
*Lufane enters a very calm state and closes his eyes. He body shakes violently and he groans. When he opens his eyes, not only his irises have changed but his entire eye. His eyes are completely black. When he speaks his voice has a certain authority. His voice sounds like two people talking. Firstly Lufane's own voice. Secondly, that of a deep, booming quality*
Autumn Valory, you have no need to thank me. I aided only your luck. The skill which was showed was entirely your own. I tell you, this Elf, Lufane, he speaks the truth. Know this. You cannot speak to me, child, only Lufane may do this. Accept his judgment and advice if he gives it and aid him where you can.
*Again, Lufane shakes. This time, however, he collapses to the ground and writhes in pain for all of ten seconds. The he lies still. His eyes slowly turn white. Entirely white. He lays still.*
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Post by Autumn Valory on Aug 27, 2012 19:35:49 GMT
Wh-what the?!?!?!
*Autumn was half expecting Lufane to ask about her past, as most people she had come across had never heard of Imaginal. What she wasn't expecting was...that!
Umm...is he dead?
*She looks to The March.*
Did you...did you just do something to him?
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Post by Lufane on Aug 27, 2012 19:38:18 GMT
[OOC: Lufane's chest still rises and falls, but it is almost imperceptible... although his chest is rising and falling no air seems to flow into his nose or mouth]
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Post by The March of Ides on Aug 28, 2012 17:51:09 GMT
*The March of Ides shrugs at Autumn.*
Not by my hand has he gone strange.
*The March looks at his right hand, as if to check that this is true. The back of his hand slaps him on the cheek. He frowns. His hand pauses a moment before slapping the back of his other hand, once and then repeatedly. The March calls to Lufane,*
I do applaud your acting range!
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Post by Autumn Valory on Aug 28, 2012 20:09:53 GMT
Oh...well...at least he's gone...ish now.
So! What shall we do now, sir? There is so much I want to know about you!
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Post by Lufane on Aug 28, 2012 20:17:12 GMT
*Lufane blinks and colour returns to his eyes. He sits up, having heard TMOI's comment but not the reaction of Autumn. He puts a hand to his head and groans*
Ugh. Autumn, your god must be powerful. Usually I know what happens. I... what happened... I collapsed, I think. What did Imaginal say? I... I just don't know... *Lufane seems a confused child with anxiety* You, Changling, why do you think I act? Have you not seen the sigil? You disappoint me, Changling, you of all people should know of magic. I just... *He seems out of breath*... He is strong, the only God that has had an effect on me such as this was Kaios. *He breathes calmly for a few moments, wiating for replies of some kind*
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