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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/18/2017 11:25:19 PM
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[i]"What are you doing?" Barb inquired, not knowing why she was laying there. She knew of the curse, but many things still confused her on it, with the exception of 'Girl become wolf, don't kill wolf.'[/i]
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[spoiler]mah she doesn't become a werewolf. She was cursed to act like a beast for all eternity, but she's managed to dampen its effects a bit[/spoiler] "It's warm. It feels nice. I am still shaking off feeling like I was drugged. I feel that is enough of reason." [b][i]She said as she removed her mask, continuing to lay there.[/i][/b]
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[i]"Do you want a belly rub or something?" Barbara asked hoenstly, sitting down beside Daun. She really didn't mind doing things like rubbing a belly, since she knew that Daun would at least like it. [/i]
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"I am not opposed, though it is not necessary." [b][i]She said laughing a bit. She was more than content to just lay there for a bit[/i][/b]
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[i]Barbara decided to do her friend a favour as she put her hand on Daun's stomach, giving it a good rubbing. [/i]
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[b][i]A soft happy sounding growl was heard from Daun as she did so. It was funny in a way, to see someone like Daun: a warrior and powerful shaman, in such a state like this.[/i][/b]
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[i]Barb did indeed find it a little funny, and she snickered when she rubbed. [/i]
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[b][i]Daun's just let her continue, resting there as she did. Her stone flesh ability had not been active, and for someone if her tribal nature her skin was surprisingly smooth. She had basically let her défenses down around her friend[/i][/b]
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[i]Alright someone needs to stop this and Barb certainly ain't going to. [/i] [spoiler]Lmao[/spoiler]
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[b][i]After a few moments of this, to avoid dozing off, Daun stood up, stretching herself.[/i][/b] "We should probably look for the others."
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[i]"I agree. Do you have any idea where they are?" [/i]
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"I was hoping you may." [b][i]She said as she looked around.[/i][/b] "I woke up, received blessings of the Rabbit, and found these three." [b][i]She said, slinging up the leg of her pants a bit to reveal the warpaint on the lower half of her body.[/i][/b]
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[i]"I woke up, took some herbs and went for a three Mile quick jog. Didn't know where anyone was after." [/i]
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"I think something managed to drug me and bring me out here. That is quite the feat, to drug me."
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[b]"You have a tolerance?"[/b]
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"Very high tolerance. Most poisons that would kill 5 men would barely affect me, if at all." [b][i]She said. She had mentioned her drug and poison resistance, though she had never specified how strong it was.[/i][/b]
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[i]"Lucky." [/i]
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"No. I had to go through many years of developing that. I have probably nearly died more times that you have my axe wielding companion." [b][i]She said laughing a bit[/i][/b]
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[i]"Really? You've seen how many herbs I take right?" [/i]
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"Yes, I have. I've met Shaman who that gives them a slight tingle."
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[i]"Showoffs." [/i]
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"They do not do it to show off but to keep themselves safe. They usually are the healers."
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[i]"The hell do you shamans get up to?" [/i]
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"Communing with spirits, attempting to broker peace with other tribes, doing rituals, and healing the wounded."
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[i]"Spirits?"[/i]
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"The spirits of the land, yes. The Warrior Bear, the Wise Owl, the Storyteller of the Fox. They are the primal spirits who I call upon to use my abilities. I show them respect and worship them and Gaia Mother, and in return they bless us with abilities."
