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Post by Black Robed One on Nov 30, 2003 11:10:41 GMT -5
The Marance’s study wasn’t especially large, yet it suited its owner’s needs perfectly. There was an elegant darkwood desk, with a vial of ink, a few inkpens and a several sheets of paper, usually lying upon it. Currently, upon the desk also stood a bottle of red wine, and a full glass of red wine.
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Post by Illit on Nov 30, 2003 11:13:13 GMT -5
Also, a young and striking beautiful woman currently sat upon the desk, sipping red wine from another glass. She had long reddish-brown hair, which fall freely behind her shoulders. Her brown-feathered wings, which slightly resemble wings of an eagle, were currently folded behind her back. She wasn't carring any weapons or armor, and her only clothes consisted of black leather bikini and black leather belt with many pockets.
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Post by Marance Talendar on Nov 30, 2003 11:17:40 GMT -5
Suddenly a man appeared in the Marnce’s study. He was dressed in slightly wet black robe and slightly wet dark purple cape with a hood. Though man's face was mostly covered by the hood, a few locks of white hair and parchment-yellow skin suggested, that this man was quite old. The man wore no armor and carried no apparent weapons, except for a simple wooden quarterstaff in his hands.
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Post by Marance Talendar on Nov 30, 2003 11:18:12 GMT -5
”I see, you feel like at home already” said the old man with a sign of displeasure in his voice.
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Post by Illit on Nov 30, 2003 11:19:09 GMT -5
”Well, I was waiting.” replied the woman ”Red Sembian, is it? You should have a glass too.”
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Post by Marance Talendar on Nov 30, 2003 11:20:09 GMT -5
”No, thank you.” replied the old man ”Now, what about your mission? This is the reason why you have called me here, right?”
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Post by Illit on Nov 30, 2003 11:21:35 GMT -5
”I had about same amount of success, as you had with that archmage.” replied the woman ”They immediately started to threat me with their weapons, and…” the woman winked ”…Well, I am not the kind of person who like being threated, you know. If you ask my opinion, these heroes are as good as dead.”
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Post by Marance Talendar on Nov 30, 2003 11:22:21 GMT -5
”A pity.” said the old man ”I presume, we will have to find somebody else then. Your mistress apparently have no wish to undanger herself by opposing Demonic Wizard openly, and if these heroes will fall, the Faerie Kingdom of Celene will soon meet the same fate, so no real aid could be acquired there… hmmm… this situation becomes troublesome, troublesome indeed… Very well, if that’s all you wanted to tell me, you better return to your… whatever you are going to do now.”
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Post by Illit on Nov 30, 2003 11:23:18 GMT -5
”And you?” asked the woman.
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Post by Marance Talendar on Nov 30, 2003 11:25:23 GMT -5
”What I am going to do is none of your buisness.” replied the old man sharply ”Just contact me when there will be something else to report, or when my magical powers will be needed, that’s all.”
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Post by Illit on Nov 30, 2003 11:26:14 GMT -5
”How rude!" said the woman ”Well, until we meet again then.”
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Post by Illit on Nov 30, 2003 11:26:34 GMT -5
Afterwards, woman put down her half-drained glass of wine, and instantly disappeared.
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Post by Marance Talendar on Nov 30, 2003 11:27:37 GMT -5
After that, the old man sighed, and exited the room through the door…
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