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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/1/2016 1:12:47 PM
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*After he says this a man walks up to the figure, a featureless mask covering most of his face except for his blazing crimson eyes and the bridge of his nose. He is rather thin, just reaching 5'10. His skin tight black shirt and pants emphasize this. He has a plethora of knives on his back and a strange metal cylinder on his belt loop. He looks at you strange*
Hello
English
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He looked down at the man quite curiously, his attire strange to him. Steam puffed out of a cylinder around his crown-like helm almost like a steam engine's smoke stack. "Hello, human..." At least he assumed he was human. Since he had traveled to the Dojo, a completely new place for him, he didn't know what to expect here. After speaking his quiet words he picked up and inspected the structure of the white orb he tossed in before he entered.
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Hello. Who the hell are you? *He certainly is somewhat human, just possessed by his old demonic self. It's obvious that he doesn't wanna think of it*
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"My name is Easis, mage of the so called, 'Fallen'." He scratched at his neck, which was exposed by his armor yet slightly covered by fur of an unknown creature.
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Oh, so of Eliksni origin. Of what house?
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"I...I do not remember." All magic had a cost at its use, his was taking its toll on his mind. Slowly eating away at his old memories.
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Ah, Alright. Ran into some of the House of Winter, had to take out a servator there, apologies if it was yours
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"Probably wasn't." Even if the Servitor was his, he wouldn't care much at all.
