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originally posted in:The New Dojo
5/11/2017 11:48:34 PM
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"Tree" Would be more like it, as Oracle had been near perfectly blended in with the leaves of an oak tree
She dropped to the ground, a strange baton protruded from her arm as she stood tall, not even a dozen feet away from one of the nights
"Your goal." Was all she said, pointing the baton at the Knight
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The nearest knight immediately stepped back, instinctively raising his shield. "To learn." Answers another knight. "Our goal is to learn."
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The baton suddenly retracted and the woman nodded approvingly "A Noble cause." She said, keeping her hand extended as if for a shake "I am Oracle. I will take you to where you may learn."
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The knights relaxed slightly. "Thank you, maddame."
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She took a step forward, than another and a few more before stopping, keeping her hand extended "Who might you be."
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"I am Sir Mark DeLance of the Order of Trinity Cross." Mark replied, sheathing his sword and reaching to shake her hand. "These are Sir Jean le Crecy and Sir William Morrison." He gestures to the other Knights.
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She shook his hand with a firm shake "Pleased to meet you."
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"It is good to meet you as well." He replied.
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"Now than, there is a place not to far away from here. It is named the dojo."
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"Ah, yes. We have heard of it. Perhaps there we shall find allies to our cause?"
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"Yes, most likely. There is a large library containing history and knowledge the likes of which you have never seen..."
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"Intrieging. We shall see it." He nods.
