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Post by Feinon Aglarost on Jan 15, 2004 6:20:50 GMT -5
"Greetings, Mi'Lady." said the gray elven leader then, bowing to Exile "I do not know where your home is, but you are currently in the Faerie Kingdom of Celene. I hope, you will not consider it a rudeness, if I will ask you, what brought you into the Faerie Kingdom of Celene?"
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Post by Feinon Aglarost on Jan 15, 2004 6:21:07 GMT -5
Exile noticed, that even though the gray elven leader sounds polite, he doesn't look to be in especially good mood at the moment.
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Post by Exile, Bast Incarnate on Jan 15, 2004 21:07:06 GMT -5
She smiled, "My fa..." she stopped herself, thinking she shouldn't say too much, "It was a faulty teleportation scroll. " Exile looks around and raises an eyebrow, "It looks like I have come at a bad time?"
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Post by Feinon Aglarost on Jan 16, 2004 11:15:13 GMT -5
The gray elven leader nodded sadly, needless to say, he didn't return Exile's smile.
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Post by Feinon Aglarost on Jan 16, 2004 11:15:26 GMT -5
"Indeed, Mi'Lady." said the gray elven leader then "I do not know who are you or where you came from, but I must inform you, that you have arrived right into the middle of a bitter war."
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Post by Galadon on Jan 16, 2004 13:30:19 GMT -5
Galadon walk out to the front gate to discuss things with Feinon Aglarost.
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Post by Black Robed One on Jan 16, 2004 14:01:30 GMT -5
!For Arcaneye only!
Without saying anything more, Galadon suddenly walks away, apparently thinking that conversation is over. Arcaneye is alone once again.
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Post by Black Robed One on Jan 16, 2004 14:01:49 GMT -5
!For Arcaneye only!
[OOC:] Arcaneye, please, post what you will be doing now. [/OOC:]
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Post by Black Robed One on Jan 16, 2004 14:02:20 GMT -5
!For Galadon only!
[OOC:] Galadon, it will take you some time to reach the Windfort's gates. Please, don't post anything more until I will post about your arrival to the Windfort's gates, okay, Galadon? [/OOC:]
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Post by Arcaneye on Jan 17, 2004 19:14:21 GMT -5
Arcaneye, now having lost his spell for only an extremely short conversation, felt very frustrated. He shakes his head, closes the door and tries to get rest.
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Post by Exile, Bast Incarnate on Jan 17, 2004 19:35:45 GMT -5
Exile frowns herself, "Is there possibly anything I can do to help? I am strong in many forms of combat."
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Post by Feinon Aglarost on Jan 18, 2004 7:49:56 GMT -5
Feinon looked at Exile with a newfound interest.
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Post by Feinon Aglarost on Jan 18, 2004 7:50:24 GMT -5
”Would you really be willing to help us, Mi’Lady, even though apparently you know nothing about us and about what is going on?” asked the gray elven leader then.
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Post by Enniel Glóredhel on Jan 18, 2004 7:51:24 GMT -5
However, before Exile was able to answer Feinon, she saw a gray elven woman walking out of Windfort’s gates, accompanied by the dozen gray elven soldiers. The gray elven woman has hazel eyes, and more or less attractive, even though her short gray hair look to be a little bit unkempt. The gray elven woman is dressed in typical green and brown leather clothes, with well-made mithral chainmail over them. At her left wrist the gray elven woman wears a mithral buckler. And just as all the others soldiers in here, the gray elven woman is armed with longspear, longsword and longbow.
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Post by Enniel Glóredhel on Jan 18, 2004 7:51:48 GMT -5
The gray elven woman saluted to the gray elven leader and said ”Staff Sergeant Enniel Glóredhel, reporting for guard duty as ordered!”
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