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Post by reddrgnspirit on Nov 11, 2005 17:09:03 GMT -5
Moving silently, swiftly, she made her way through the forest.
It didn't take long since she'd already felt the shift in the planes with Drako's death, and Death itself rendering chaos on this particular plane. She felt Syn's pain, Nicho's pain, even Solace's pain, and that was all it took for her to get to the forest of GoldenMyst in record time from Larshia.
Breaking through the brush along the river bank, she moves up behind Syn. "Then help you shall have..." Green eyes gleaming in what was left of the sunset, the breeze sending small firey strands across her face as she looks out over the river feeling the same thing Syn was feeling. Evil, darkness, and death.
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Post by Syn Thornheart on Nov 11, 2005 17:13:42 GMT -5
Not expecting that voice, he would turn and that katana would be about a good centimeter from her face. He would blink slightly and shook his head, sheathing his katana. "God..scare the bones out of me right now." He said giving her a bow of his head.
Standing beside her, he would turn, those lavander hues looking out foward, those black strands of hair blowing across his face. "Do you have that necklace in a safe place?" He turned his head to ask her.
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Post by reddrgnspirit on Nov 11, 2005 17:44:25 GMT -5
When the katana came at her face, she never even blinked. Watching him sheath it, she smirks then answers in a low tone. "Aye." Looking back out over the river. After a few moments, she looks back at him raising a brow. "Why do you ask?" Thinking it to be a strange question at a time like this. What did the diamond necklace have to do with this? Or anything for that matter?
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Post by Syn Thornheart on Nov 11, 2005 17:48:30 GMT -5
"Good, and dont worry..its nothing of importance right now." he sighed, those hues looking around from side to side. "What is it out here thats making my senses go hay wire.."
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Post by reddrgnspirit on Nov 11, 2005 17:51:26 GMT -5
She doesn't press the matter of the necklace, for now, but follows his gaze as he looks around. "The same thing that is setting me on edge. I don't like it, I don't like it at all. It's strong." She folds her arms across her chest glancing back across the river again. It was out there. Now they just had to find it.
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Post by Syn Thornheart on Nov 11, 2005 17:55:29 GMT -5
"Its something that I think I felt before, I just don't know from where.." He said, slowly he started to make his way towards the river banks. His hues look looking around. "I also think, you have felt it as well."
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Post by Stoic Soul on Nov 11, 2005 17:56:54 GMT -5
Death would stop, Anduin's body turning as he sensed two powerful beings, not far from where he was within the forest. A leer would form on Anduin's lips as Death's scythe would materialize from thin air, hovering in front of Anduin's robed body. A dragon's skull was wrapped along the top of the blade, obsidian gems in the eye sockets, a black light emanating from them as Death chuckled: So, some of the true power within this kingdom seeks to challenge me. Well, I shall enjoy this greatly. But first, a few surprises for my new foes: Death would then go about setting up traps along the path, his favorites being booby-trapped corpses which would either explode, or emanate noxious fumes on contact.
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Post by reddrgnspirit on Nov 11, 2005 18:00:07 GMT -5
"Well, yes, death. We've both been there. But this is different. There's death the way it's supposed to be, and then there's death that becomes an entity in itself. I believe this to be the latter of the two." She follows him down to the river. If his idea was to cross it, she was right behind him. Whatever it was, was on the otherside. The closer she to got to the water, the stronger it got.
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Post by Syn Thornheart on Nov 11, 2005 18:04:44 GMT -5
"Lina, I think we will do better if we cover more ground." He looks to her. "Will you do the honors?" He said, his body fully turning to her. Those hues looking from side to side still. He was on gaurd, serious gaurd. He hasn't felt something like this since he was in Hell for those couple of years.
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Post by Stoic Soul on Nov 11, 2005 18:31:27 GMT -5
The setting of the traps would be completed, Death standing now in the middle of a large clearing, north of the river. Anduin's lips would be set in a cruel grin, his eyes filled with ebon flame, midnight robes flowing over his body. Death's scythe hover in the air before, ebon flames flowing around the blade as the air around it became cold, frost forming on the nearest trees and plants as Death spoke: Im betting these two had also known the one whose body I possess...: A chuckle would escape from Anduin's pale lips as Death waited....
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