Date: 12/25/97 2:07 AM Pacific Daylight Time
From: Duke UzieI
There was a faint hue in the mist of the place in between, something stirring through the veil of creation as a ill wind reached the the entity that writhed and stirred there.
* ...another....it cannot be.....i cannot * The entity writhed away..content in its sleep and restful dreaming as the will of the Prime Urge reached forth to pull it into the light once more.
> There are things yet to be done my son.....one such as thou cannot so lightly drop his tasks and hide in the darkness of non being. <
*....please...no.....the pain!!! *
> Of this I know my son, but thy will is mine...and so thou must walk upon the earth once more...for there are many things, and thy tasks are as yet unfinsihed. <
The entity's fighting stopped, overpowered by the immense will of the Prime Urge and without choice.....shimmered into being.
He stood.....strangely enough....in the Arena...at the top the the stairs, resplendant in his beaten silver armor, the azure and argent cloak covering his massive 7 foot frame as his eyes focused and fell upon the few inhabitants of the Arena.
Gnimish blinked...looking up and seeing the being, recognition dawning on his face and a wild look in his eyes.
"Adonai?" He quavered...not quite trusting his eyes.
"Aye my friends.....It seems...I have returned."
Adonai then strode down the steps, to the sound of ale being surprisedly spewed to the floor...as a dead man strode through the Arena.....alive..and immortal...once more.
((I am back....deal with it...I am hear to kick ass and chew bubblegum...and I am all outta bubblegum....have a nice day.))
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Date: 12/25/97 9:43 AM Pacific Daylight Time
From: CygnetSera
The seraph angel bolted upright from her deep, peaceful slumber. Her breath caught in a quick gasp, eyes wide, the deep midnight blue orbs swirling light reflected from the flickering flames in the fire place. The silence surrounding her was suddenly invaded by her faint whisper, "no"... the echo in the castle suite resounding, amplified in her mind, "No~no~no~no~oooo", then trailing off, lost only to the Duchess of Ezogaer's ears.Heart pounding, she just sat there in the stillness, wondering about unrequited love. The angel then blinked, something's too painful to dwell upon, her thoughts then shifting as she wondered about the peace and harmony she had achieved regarding Ezogaer through her talks with the Emperor of Dracoern and with Lupton and General Perrinis, her worthiness as Duchess proven. She thought about tomorrows Overlord challenge that she would be proctoring,and about her stepchildren, and Aggy's preparation as heir apparent of Ezogaer... And what of Heath?Her eyes lowered, head turned toward the fire, now reduced to nothing more than a scattering of glowing embers as the last flames died away.Here voice was barely audible,"what will I do"...
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The seraph angel bolted upright from her deep, peaceful slumber. Her breath caught in a quick gasp, eyes wide, the deep midnight blue orbs swirling light reflected from the flickering flames in the fire place. The silence surrounding her was suddenly invaded by her faint whisper, "no"... the echo in the castle suite resounding, amplified in her mind, "No~no~no~no~oooo", then trailing off, lost only to the Duchess of Ezogaer's ears.Heart pounding, she just sat there in the stillness, wondering about unrequited love. The angel then blinked, something's too painful to dwell upon, her thoughts then shifting as she wondered about the peace and harmony she had achieved regarding Ezogaer through her talks with the Emperor of Dracoern and with Lupton and General Perrinis, her worthiness as Duchess proven. She thought about tomorrows Overlord challenge that she would be proctoring,and about her stepchildren, and Aggy's preparation as heir apparent of Ezogaer... And what of Heath?Her eyes lowered, head turned toward the fire, now reduced to nothing more than a scattering of glowing embers as the last flames died away.Here voice was barely audible,"what will I do"...
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Date: 12/25/97 10:10 AM Pacific Daylight Time
From: Jakvaltrds
::after reading the notice, and the responses, Seamus returns to Invercauld. He walks into the study and looks over the the Oak mantle of the stone fireplace. Hanging above it, Belief.
Thinking back over the years he recalls the bearer of the blade. Calmly sitting at his desk he decides to await the request for the blade, knowing then , he will find the answer to his question..::
From: Jakvaltrds
::after reading the notice, and the responses, Seamus returns to Invercauld. He walks into the study and looks over the the Oak mantle of the stone fireplace. Hanging above it, Belief.
Thinking back over the years he recalls the bearer of the blade. Calmly sitting at his desk he decides to await the request for the blade, knowing then , he will find the answer to his question..::
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Date: 12/26/97 8:35 PM Pacific Daylight Time
From: Sidartha E
::looks up from official papers in her office in New Hope City, feeling a presence returning to this world::
::sighs:: <m> Dear gods, I have yet to see anyone *stay* dead. Not even myself...
::shakes her head, and returns to her paperwork with a slight grin::
From: Sidartha E
::looks up from official papers in her office in New Hope City, feeling a presence returning to this world::
::sighs:: <m> Dear gods, I have yet to see anyone *stay* dead. Not even myself...
::shakes her head, and returns to her paperwork with a slight grin::
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Date: 12/27/97 1:26 AM Pacific Daylight Time
From: Bayou Elf
::having seen the gargantuan man about the arena, he muses for a moment, and speaks a few words to his friend:: Smells funny around this place today.. kinda like that one guy.. I think his name was Elijah...
::the ivory-headed elf shrugs and continues about his day::
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::having seen the gargantuan man about the arena, he muses for a moment, and speaks a few words to his friend:: Smells funny around this place today.. kinda like that one guy.. I think his name was Elijah...
::the ivory-headed elf shrugs and continues about his day::
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Date: 12/27/97 1:53 AM Pacific Daylight Time
From: Aislain Uz
::quietly sits in the Oakenshield Manor going over her French lessons. A small pink tongue darts out of her mouth as she tries to conjegate, finding it much more difficult then a simple parry papa Morgan just taught her this morning. Her soft pink lips mouth the words she is writing::
Avec Moi?
::Her liquid black eyes look sharply to the window as a cloud passes over the winter sky blocking the sun. Her small heart flutters in her breast, beating against her ribs like a moth fighting the flame::
Papa?
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::quietly sits in the Oakenshield Manor going over her French lessons. A small pink tongue darts out of her mouth as she tries to conjegate, finding it much more difficult then a simple parry papa Morgan just taught her this morning. Her soft pink lips mouth the words she is writing::
Avec Moi?
::Her liquid black eyes look sharply to the window as a cloud passes over the winter sky blocking the sun. Her small heart flutters in her breast, beating against her ribs like a moth fighting the flame::
Papa?
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Date: 12/27/97 3:01 PM Pacific Daylight Time
From: MorteDulce
::Morte looks up from her chair in their bedroom at HOuse Oakenshield, a shiver runnin down her spine. She drops her book and runs ta the nursery where Lainy and Aggy are doin their lessons. She hears Lainy say "Papa?" and look around the room, but her eyes are drawn ta Aggy. He sits, stiff with pain and rage, a single scream torn from his boyish throat. Morte runs ta him, her arms enfoldin him as the word echos off the stone walls. ::
@---,--'-- Morte Strongbow--'--,---@
From: MorteDulce
::Morte looks up from her chair in their bedroom at HOuse Oakenshield, a shiver runnin down her spine. She drops her book and runs ta the nursery where Lainy and Aggy are doin their lessons. She hears Lainy say "Papa?" and look around the room, but her eyes are drawn ta Aggy. He sits, stiff with pain and rage, a single scream torn from his boyish throat. Morte runs ta him, her arms enfoldin him as the word echos off the stone walls. ::
@---,--'-- Morte Strongbow--'--,---@
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Date: 12/27/97 3:31 PM Pacific Daylight Time
From: AgravainUz
:: Aggy felt a sudden pain in his head, a total blackness enveloped his mind. A booming voice roared in his head and then he felt Marme's arm surround him as he hear someone screamin "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!". As the pain and darkness eased, Aggy realized that it had been his voice echoin through the room. Marme looked into his eyes, the relief breaking upon her face. She whispered, " He be back, eh?". Aggy could only nod, his eyes wideningas men in the livery of Ezogaer broke into the room. Marme stood up in front of 'Slain and him. "What ye be meain, breakin inta this House?". The men looked at her menacingly and the dark one growled " We want the boy". Morte drew her blade, her face set and replied softly " ye'll nae have him". With a nod of his head, the dark soldier directed the other men. The men surounded Marme and a tall burly one drew a dirk from his boot and tapped his Marmeon her head. She fell to the ground in a heap, and the men grabbed him.They had torn Aggy from Marme's arms, these men who were wearin HIS livery. Aggy screamed at them to let him go, but the dark one cuffed him hard to his head. He could still hear his Marme's scream as they mounted him on a dark horse and led him off into the night. Aggy was dazed and tired when the ride stopped at Adonai's stronghold. He was roughly handed down and dragged into the Great Hall. His father's General Maleoch looked him in the eye and said. "I have felt the return of the first to the land, and I have brought you here to face him." Aggy tried to look courageous, but his heart pounded in his chest. Abruptly, Maleoch turned and left Aggy standing there, surrounded by guards. In Aggy's heart, healready had felt the sharp pain of his Father's reappearance, he knew already the choice that would be asked of him. And so Aggy did the only thing he could, to avert disaster. In his mind he called out to the one strong safe beacon of light. His psonic voice called out to Morgan : " Morgan, come quickly!"
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:: Aggy felt a sudden pain in his head, a total blackness enveloped his mind. A booming voice roared in his head and then he felt Marme's arm surround him as he hear someone screamin "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!". As the pain and darkness eased, Aggy realized that it had been his voice echoin through the room. Marme looked into his eyes, the relief breaking upon her face. She whispered, " He be back, eh?". Aggy could only nod, his eyes wideningas men in the livery of Ezogaer broke into the room. Marme stood up in front of 'Slain and him. "What ye be meain, breakin inta this House?". The men looked at her menacingly and the dark one growled " We want the boy". Morte drew her blade, her face set and replied softly " ye'll nae have him". With a nod of his head, the dark soldier directed the other men. The men surounded Marme and a tall burly one drew a dirk from his boot and tapped his Marmeon her head. She fell to the ground in a heap, and the men grabbed him.They had torn Aggy from Marme's arms, these men who were wearin HIS livery. Aggy screamed at them to let him go, but the dark one cuffed him hard to his head. He could still hear his Marme's scream as they mounted him on a dark horse and led him off into the night. Aggy was dazed and tired when the ride stopped at Adonai's stronghold. He was roughly handed down and dragged into the Great Hall. His father's General Maleoch looked him in the eye and said. "I have felt the return of the first to the land, and I have brought you here to face him." Aggy tried to look courageous, but his heart pounded in his chest. Abruptly, Maleoch turned and left Aggy standing there, surrounded by guards. In Aggy's heart, healready had felt the sharp pain of his Father's reappearance, he knew already the choice that would be asked of him. And so Aggy did the only thing he could, to avert disaster. In his mind he called out to the one strong safe beacon of light. His psonic voice called out to Morgan : " Morgan, come quickly!"