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Edited by Alonfé:
10/14/2015 5:05:37 AM
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[i]Alon is busy throughout the night, his staff a constant glow, as he goes around treating minor wounds and closing larger ones. He wipes sweat from his brow, looking at the long line of those awaiting treatment.[/i]
Well shit... okay... let's do this....
[i]The orb atop glows a cheerful green as he slams the bottom of the staff to the ground, a green pulse emanating it's way around the room. It repeats in waves, each wave bringing soothing relief, even to those uninjured. The next few's pain was drown out by the soothing of the first, as most wounds were closed, leaving about half left; those with major injury, or far away.
Alon falls to his knee, metal fist banging on the ground, leaving a dent. He grimaces at it.[/i]
Gotta get used... to that...
[i]He stands shakily, the energy spent to pull that off tremendous. Those laying in pain before were now up, wondering what happened, 100%. About 60% were all better. That left 40%. Alon groaned as he went around, tiredly healing them individually. He went around all night, not stopping, not until it was all done. It was the least he could do. [/i]
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Edited by Murph Tha Smurf: 10/14/2015 9:25:50 PM[b]There is a soldier across the room, collecting tags and tending to wounded. When your eyes meet you feel like you know him from somewhere... A previous life maybe, or memories passed through your bloodline.[/b]
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[spoiler]NO WAY. NO WAY. Uh uh. Uh. Uh. Oh no you didn't.[/spoiler] [i]Alon looks up curiously, his curiousity seemingly unquenchable today. "Agh, who is it? I know him...", he thinks, looking at the figure as he raises his staff, another wave of cleansing light flowing over a soldier. It nagged at the back of his mind, making him slightly irritable, as he knew he had a duty here. But his curiousity was INSANE.[/i]
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[b]He approaches you.[/b] "Hey... Uh... Do I, uhh... Know you? Names Joshua, maybe we... went to school together or something?"
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[i]Suddenly it clicks in his head.[/i] Joshua? Famous sword for hire? Or was that a relative of yours? [i]He sighs, realizing he avoided the question.[/i] Sorry about that... no, I don't think so... but I do know you from SOMETHING... [i]It visibly irritated Alon that he couldn't remember, and he scratched at the back of his head.[/i]
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Edited by Murph Tha Smurf: 10/15/2015 12:00:49 AM"Wouldn't exactly say I'm famous... Rather small business nowadays. People underestimate the power of a blade in these times, just wanting guns. Back before guns, my ancestors, we were the greatest swordsmen you could find. We still are. Er... [i]I[/i] still [i]am[/i]."
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[i]Alon smiles to him, rubbing the back of his head.[/i] Swords over guns? Definitely. Same with magic; don't think a gun can match that. Swords actually took skill, but now, guns are being wielded by children... it's crazy how fast the world changes, eh?
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"Indeed. Though I know many men who can use guns with great skill. Anyway, you mentioned magic? What kind? You don't really hear about that type of thing much these days."
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[i]Alon smiles at the question.[/i] You name it, I've probably seen it or cast it. I memorize the tomes. [i]He says, tapping his temple[/i] Also that of other lands. Alchemy, "bending", some of my own works... it's all relevant. Somethings you just need to adapt in this world of tech, don't have time to pull a tome out anymore. And this staff... [i]Raising the bronze staff, wings coming from it's mantle, a glowing whit orb set in it.[/i] I call it Latona. Yet now that I've recognized you, I don't know where else I've heard that name... [spoiler]I named my staff BEFORE I knew of the Fire Emblem Latona. Kinda a coincidence.[/spoiler]
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[b]He looks into the orb for a few moments, his eyes getting lost in it.[/b] "My sword, it's been passed through the family. Audhulma, they call it." [b]A chill goes down your body as he speaks the word, as if it let out a blast of cold.[/b]
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Audhulma? The Ice Blade. I've done my studies; helped in the defeat of that Demon God thing... agh... forget it's name. I have the Ragnell here on this ship, and... ugh... you'd think I know my knife's name... but names are cosmetic, only given to those weapons which have done good in the hands of others. So, you have it here with you?
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"I was under the impression only my family and close friends knew of it... Either you do very [i]very[/i] good research, or..."
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[i]He raises an eyebrow, obviously unsure of where this was going.[/i] Ooooooooooooooor...?
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"Nothing... You mentioned Ragnell?"
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[i]He nods proudly.[/i] A bit heavy, and big, if you ask me, but I've gotten used to it. Sharp like a dagger, but boy, that thing hits like a war hammer. No stopping it once a swing is in motion. Wanna see it?
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"Id love to, though I'm more of a light sword kind of guy myself."
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[i]He nods.[/i] Stronger, heavier sword training helps for that too... I think... arms get used to it then it's like holding a feather later on. But anyways, I always have it if you want to check it out! [i]He smiles, a contagious grin[/i]
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[b]He grins, running his hand along the golden blade.[/b] "How'd you get your hands on this?" [b]He is mesmerized by the blade.[/b]
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[i]He rubs the back of his head sheepishly, smiling nervously.[/i] Let's just say the Begnion Empire wasn't too happy letting go of it. It's my birthright, though, so they should've given it to me. I'm kinda a jack-of-all-trades, so to say.
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Edited by Murph Tha Smurf: 10/16/2015 2:52:45 PM"Birthright eh..? We should spar sometime."
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[i]Alon nods[/i] I don't know if I'd be much of a match, but I could learn a thing are two. Spears are more my thing, but I was never able to find one that didn't break 10 seconds into battle... [i]He laughs nervously, hefting the golden blade onto his shoulder.[/i]
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"I'm sure someone on this ship could make you a quality one."
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[i]He thinks[/i] I dunno, they all seem to be interested in guns... only gun I trust is my Five-Seven, and the ones I've made; with an arcane touch, of course. Who did you have in mind?
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"Be surprised. Audhulma was in pieces before I brought it to Lethal."
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Pieces?!?! What?! [i]He looked pretty confused, but sighed heavily, looking down.[/i] Guess all things break, huh? Maybe I'll go looking for him later, I would really like a spear, I work better with 'em then you'd think.
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"This thing all things devours, Birds, Beasts, Trees, Flowers, Gnaws iron, bites steel, Grinds hard stones to meal, Slays kings, ruins town, And beats even the highest mountain down." "Know what it is?"
