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originally posted in:The New Dojo
5/6/2017 4:41:58 AM
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Mark dismounts to calm his horse.
"Aye, she likes not your aura."
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"I wouldn't blame her...you deal with enough death like i have and it will effect your aura"he says
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Mark nods. "Aye, I've seen it happen many a time before."
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"Yes then you know what im talking about then"he says
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Mark nods, pettinv the horse's nose to calm it. The poor beast's eyes dart from him to Death and back.
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[i]aiyanna is standing nearby to the horse and she reaches with her mind then somehow calms her letting the horse know that he means no harm.[/i] "Well i should get going before i frighten your steed any longer"he says
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The horse calms down, attempting to nuzzle her. Mark pats it's back. "No, it is I that will leave. I was but passing by anyways and shall be off shortly."
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[i]aiyanna gently brushes against his horse as his horse tries to nuzzle her. Aiyanna is glad that the horse is no longer spooked. [/i] "Hmm i see but must be going anyways i have buisness to attend to. Oh i have a gift for you since its been a long time sense i have actually talked to someone for this long. Its not much but please take it will be of more use to you than me sir knight."says [i]death with a mere snap of his fingers produces a sword out of the very air. It is sheathed in a ornate silver and black scabard it has a faint white glow to it. He hands to aiyanna after saying something in a dead tongue long forgotten. [/i] "This sword will make evil quake in its boots bye now"he says [i]but before he can say a thing the man is gone and so is his horse.[/i]
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Mark looks the sword over, examining it's aura.
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-your quite lucky only few ever received anything from him - [i]aiyanna watches as he looks the sword over. The swords aura is warm and a calm feel to it.[/i]
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He unsheaths it to inspect the blade.
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[i]it was a bluish grey color to the metal it looked like it had been crafted by a true master as its design was breathtaking as he held it. Aiyanna just watched as he looked at it.[/i]
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"What is this made from, I wonder..." He says as he runs his thumb across the flat of the blade.
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-probably mythril im not exactly sure-
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"Amazing..." He resheathes it.
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-mhm it certainly is-
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Mark smiled. "It was a pleasure to see you, friend. But I must be off." He says, remounting.
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-me as farewell sir knight- [i]aiyanna turns and walks away slowly fading into the darkness. [/i]
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[spoiler]end[/spoiler]
