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« Reply #15 on: February 18, 2006, 01:11:23 AM »

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"Well no one has ever said I had a pure soul." Voltigar said, as he pulled his hands back.  "Damien do you wish to take your chances?" The King asked, jokingly.

Damien thought, if I touch it and it does some harm to me, the I would be considered foolish. On the other hand if I do not, then would I be considered a coward by Kain; not worthy to command him?  Damien sat there for a few moments and then decided.  He picked up the weapon and waited.

OOC Kain what would I feel now that I have dared and touched your blade?  

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« Reply #16 on: February 22, 2006, 01:48:23 AM »

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Damien at first felt nothing then suddenly he felt a shiver run up his spine.  He felt as if someone or something went through him.  He jumped, cursed but did not let go of the blade.  He involuntarily wrapped his cloak around him, as if to ward of a chill; though the inside of the Palace was quite warm.  Memories of the dead began to float in front of his face; those he killed and those he had repressed so far deep into his memory that he had forgotten them.

He began to sweat; rivulets of the moisture ran down his face and dripped upon the carpeted floor: more ran down his spine, as he felt the blade's power slowly consuming him...first his memories, then his very own soul.  With great effort he released the blade.  He wavered, stumbled around cursing. "That blade, that thing is straight out of Coor's place of internment!  How can you carry such a thing?" He asked as he finally found his seat, sat down and began gulping down his wine; splashing it all over himself.  "That thing is cursed. Your Majesty are you sure you want to...to."

King Voltigar had never seen Damien act this way in all the three plus decades he had known the man.  Damien was the epitomy of fearlessness, at least Voltigar had thought so, until he saw and heard his friend after touching Kain's weapon. Secretly he was glad he did not touch the blade; though it seemed to draw him to touch it as well.  "Master Kain, I suggest you put your weapon away.  Damien, I made an agreement, I will not go against my word.  Would you want me to go against my word, Damien?"

Damien still a bit shaken, but recovering quickly from his ordeal with Kain's blade shook his head no, but looking at Kain, as if to convey a hidden message. "No, your Majesty, I would not.  As it is only our word that seperates us from those with honor and those without; such as Cedric."  

He took another drink, "Master Kain, I should have heeded your warning. However I am a man that will try anything once, even if it kills me in the process.  I find that to know your enemy, you must be able to, at the very least, know his weapons.  Magic and the items true magicians, such as yourself use, is unknown to me. I had to find out. I know you understand.  I also know that if we face enemies that wield even a small bit of power of what I have just felt, then I am glad that you are on our side."  He stood up, held out his hand, "And I am man enough to admit when I am wrong, even in my judgements. I hold out my hand in friendship, I pray that you are willing to do the same?"

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« Reply #17 on: February 22, 2006, 02:34:23 PM »

Kain is suprised by Damien's reaction, it had taken he himself some time to realize the power of the blade. Yet he had been tainted long ago, and also was accustomed to the touch of magic and death by the time he found Mohepher. "How can you carry such a thing?" It is not a simple burden to carry. His responce is quick and quiet, as if he would rather not speak of the repurcusions of handling it's evil for so long. He listens to the other's quietly and nods when it seems appropraite, and takes Damien's hand when it is offered. I am sure you will find my servises worth while, and my powers at your side. There is no ill will between us, Darien. He then turns to Voltigar, his eys tired. I am weary from my stay in the dungeons. Could I be escorted to a reliable Inn so that I may spend my income on a fair bed? I am still new to this area, and unsure of the lay of the land. He takes the time to retrieve Moh'epher and gather his belongings in a neat pile.

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« Reply #18 on: February 23, 2006, 12:23:23 AM »

OOC Kain it is Damien not Darien.  Next time Damien is called Darien he might not be so friendly. LOL

Voltigar smiled when he saw the two men shake hands. now my kingodm is protected from all. he thought.  "No, Kain. No commander, as Damien, not Darien, has learned lives in an inn.  You shall stay here in the Palace.  I have heard that those such as yourself need a place to be able to watch the stars and such.  Though during this time of the year I doubt you would be able to see much, with this much cloud cover.  But my astrologers, tell me that the weather is about to change as tomorrow is the first day of Changing Winds."

What I am saying is that there is a very large room, although a bit untidy and dusty, which resides atop the North West Tower of the Palace.  I shall have my servants dust and clean it for you; put in new lamps, clean off a large bookcase that I am told reaches from floor to ceiling, put in a new bed, with goose down filling along with a pillow filled with the same.  That will be it, until I can get the carpenters in there and then you can tell them whatelse you would like; a new dresser, or tables or whatever pleases you."

Voltigar motioned for a page, but Damien stopped him. "Your Majesty I was planning on going to my room, I need a bit of a rest, besides I need to make sure all security precautions are in order for tomorrow.  I will gladly show Kain his quarters."

Voltigar thought for a moment and then nodded. "As you wish Commander."

Damien motioned with his hand to Kain. "If you will follow me Commander Kain." He said with a grin as he led the way out of the Throne room.

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« Reply #19 on: February 23, 2006, 11:51:23 AM »

That would be most acceptable. Kain murmurs, then starts off behind Damien. His mind ponders the events that had lead to this strange twist in life. To be a commander so quickly, and a commander of a section of mages at that, suprised even an elf such as himself. A tower for his own purposes! He quietly looks forward to seeing his new home.  

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« Reply #20 on: February 24, 2006, 01:10:23 AM »

Damien did not speak as he led Kain out of the Throne room, down the main hallway; which had portraits of the Kings of Voldar on either side of the wall, along with their wives and heirs if they had any.  He was too occupied with what he had felt when he had touched Kain's blade.

Damien knew instinctively that the blade was never to used as an ordinary blade; it was too heavy and very unbalanced.  He assumed that the blade was meant to either be touched so that what?  Damien pondered that question quietly.

He took a sharp left, through a door and down another hallway.  This one was quite long and Damien finally decided to break his silence. "Kain, I was wondering if you do not mind me asking, from what tribe do you hail from?  I have seen many elves, but none that quite match your description.  Most of the elves that venture here are either from the Quallorian or Yllerfrim, some are from the Thaelon, but they are few and inbetween."

Damien continued walking knowing Kain will answer him in his own time. He led Kain to the end of the hallway and then opened another door on his left.  This door led to a long winding stone staircase.  Damien began walking up it, passing a glass paned window every 3 peds or so.  Damien noticed that the rain had stopped and the clouds were slowly parting. On this side of the castle he could see the sun was begininng its trek down, soon it would be night.

After they climbed about 10 peds, another door had to be opened.  It led to a very wide circular room. As Voltigar had said, several maids were just finishing cleaning the room, putting sheets upon the bed and lighting the lamps.  When Damien and Kain walked in, they quickly curtsied, staring a bit at Kain, then walked out.  

Just as Voltigar described it, there was the floor to ceiling bookcase to put scrolls in; The King had forgot to mention a huge fireplace set in an alcove burning brightly; which warmed the room considerably, since it was made of all stone.  A winding wooden staircase almost dead center in the room led to a door in the ceiling.  Damien wondered what was up there as he had never been in this part of the castle.   There was also a huge tub in which to bathe in.  There were three windows set high in the stone and allowed whatever sun there was at the moment to filter through as well.  "Well Kain, I hope this meets your needs.  I prefer to be closer to the ground myself.  My quarters are directly below yours but on ground level.  I am not sure where those stairs lead to, as I have never been in this part of the castle before.  However since his Majesty said you could look at the stars from here I assume it is a room where you can do so, or it may even lead right outside to an upper parapett.  I will leave you to your own devices.  If you need anything, this long piece of bronze corded cloth is actually connected to a bell in the servants quarters; just pull it and eventually someone will come and ask you what you wish.  Since you are so far up, it may take a few moments.  Do you have any questions before I take my leave?" Damien asked Kain.

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« Reply #21 on: February 24, 2006, 02:59:23 PM »

Kain glances up at the Commander's question of his tribe. He contemplates his answer, and says with careful tones, I was born many years ago to a woman of the Kayrrhem tribe. They are a kind sort of people from Nybelmar. He follows in silence, paying enough attention so that he could find the room again, though he was sure that he would need a servent to show him the way for the next few days.

As he enters the room a thin smile turns his lips. It had been some time since he had slept in a bed of his own. Never had he been blessed with such luxury. His eyes slowly sweep the room, carefully drinking everything in, memorizing anything that catches his eye. Damien speaks again, and Kain responds No, not now Damien. Thank you. with an obviously distracted tone. With his eyes still wide, he drops his belongings on the bed, his sore and tired arms aching from the effort of carrying the load, and begins to pull off his damp shirt.

You have lived a life of cruelty and atrocity, you have bathed in the blood of the innocent, you have considered every act of depravity and your corruption knows no bounds. I am the angel of justice, I am the accumulation of all of your sins. Prepare for your redemption.

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« Reply #22 on: February 25, 2006, 12:58:23 AM »

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Damien turned, "Very well Kain, have a good rest. I saw through the windows that the sun is will be setting in an hour or so. Supper will be served in the Great Hall about an hour after that. So you can rest for about two hours before then. The servants will waken you in plenty of time for you to get ready.  The King will be expecting you.  I expect a few heads of the Nobility will be there as well.  If you do not have the proper clothing, I am sure the servants can come up with something. Just call and tell them what you need.  If not, then I shall see you in a couple of hours."

Damien left, closing the door behind him.  He walked thoughtfully down the stairs to his room.  His mind was reeling at the revelation that Kain was from Nyblemar!  Nyblemar was a whole different continent.  What was Kain doing over here on the Santharian continent?  Could he be a wanted man over there?  I wonder if I tell this to Voltigar, if that would change his mind?  Is that where most mages come from, Nyblemar?  

Damien admitted to himself that he did not know much about magic and especially magicians.  His way was through strength and steel.  But, that blade that Kain carries...a shudder ran through Damien's body as he recalled what he felt when he touched Kain's blade.  He shook off the feeling and entered his own room.

He unclasped his cloak, laid it over his chair.  His room was similar to Kain's except he had square walls instead of round ones.  He stoked up the fire a bit, then laid down upon his bed.  He put his hands behind his head and winced as a sharp pain shot through his left shoulder.  Though the wound had healed nicely and Nehtor did wonders with him.  He still felt where the arrow had pierced him, especially when the weather changed.  He ignored the pain as he thought about what to do about their new guest, and his newest commander.

He fell asleep with a plan in his head...but too many questions to be answered as well.

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« Reply #23 on: March 02, 2006, 01:32:23 AM »

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Damien heard the knock upon his door and quickly rose up and answered it.  A female servant stood there, glanced at his bared and scarred chest, then quickly curtsied and said, "Sir, supper will be served in the Great Hall shortly."

Damien smiled, "Thank you miss. I shall be ready. Has anyone gone and retrieved our newest guest, Master Kain?" Damien asked.

"Yes, Sir. I believe my sister, Iris has Sir."

"Fine. Now go run along and I shall be down as soon as I bathe and get dressed."

"As you wish Sir."  She curtsied one more time and then scurried down the hallway.

Iris

Iris tentatively knocked upon Master Kain's door.  She did not know what to expect.  The servants had been talking all afternoon about their mysterious guest and the gossip that he was a magic weilder.  Iris had never seen, much less known a magic weilder. In fact no one she has ever known ever knew one and now they have one living in the Palace.  What wonders will cease? She thought as she knocked harder upon the door and waited.

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« Reply #24 on: March 04, 2006, 07:01:23 AM »

Damien Scar

Damien dressed in his usual Nor'sidian colored pants, shirt and soft soled leather boots clasped his cloak to his shoulders, walked out of his door, down the hallway, turned right, walked down another hallway, turned left, walked down a shorter hallway and then was greeted by guards at the door leading to the dining hall.  He was ushered in and then the door was closed behind him.

The large oblong table was finely polished and sprouted many candleabra's in the middle of the table.  Several Noble's were already there; either drinking wine from silver goblets or ale from fine porcelin tankards.  They stopped talking when he entered then one of them a Sir Gir'old waved him over.

"Commander Scar come and join us." He said.

Damien did not see Voltigar so he thought he would amuse himself by accepting Sir Gir'old's invitation.  Besides he could also find out how the Nobles were leaning.  They were such a fickle bunch.

Sir Gir'old was a thin man in his late fifties early sixties of life, with graying hair and goatee.  He had large gray-blue eyes. Damien surmised that at one time they were probably blue-gray, but age dimmed them and now they were more gray than blue.  Damien walked over. "I would gladly tip a glass of ale with you Sir Gir'old."

"Why thank you, Commander, and call me just Gir'old.  You outrank me. In fact you outrank all of us, except the King himself." He said as he swept his hand over the other five Nobles who sat at the table.

"Just call me Damien or Commander if you wish. I do not hold to titles that much." Damien replied.

"Unless of course it is me, right Commander." King Voltgar had walked in and was striding across the crimson carpeted floor.

"Yes, your Majesty, unless it is you." Damien replied with a smile.

Voltigar looked around, "Where is our guest of honor, Commander?"

Damien shrugged, "He will be along soon, your Majesty."

"I hope so, the day is gone, night upon us and I am starving."

"Who is this guest of honor your Majesty?" Sir Gir'old asked curiously.

Voltigar sat down, took a goblet of wine in his fist, and sipped some wine, "You will see gentlemen, soon enough." He replied cryptically.

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« Reply #25 on: March 05, 2006, 06:01:23 AM »

After the commander had left, Kain had undressed and prepared for bed, he had stoked the cackling flames of the fireplace. Soon he found himself in his bath, laying in water he warmed with the now roaring fireplace. Finding solace in a moments relaxation, he drifts in and out of consiousness.

Kain sits on a finely polished stool, writing a verse of poetry with which he contemplated the time ahead and the time before. A robe he had found lain upon the four post bed upon which he would soon sleep, was wraped around his shoulders, though it left the vast majority of his flesh open to the warm, if musty, air. He scratches onto the thick vellum with a stromcrows feather, which dances out the tune of his cerebration. Drips of water flow through his hair, and fall onto the desk. For a moment, he pauses, and leans back. In that moment of silence, he hears footsteps carefully echoing towards his door. A small sinister grin wreaths the elves lips as he reaches for his short sword. Try to end my life so quickly, and thou shall find me a vicious game. Three knocks rap against the oaken door, and Kain's grim calms. With a quick grace, he crosses the circular room, and sides up against the door, so that his back rests across its warmth. He slowly wraps his nimble fingers around the latch to his door, and pulls the door open, keeping his back towards it, so that his attacker could not see him.  

You have lived a life of cruelty and atrocity, you have bathed in the blood of the innocent, you have considered every act of depravity and your corruption knows no bounds. I am the angel of justice, I am the accumulation of all of your sins. Prepare for your redemption.

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« Reply #26 on: March 06, 2006, 11:43:23 AM »

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Iris saw the door open but no one was there.  She had heard that this man was a "magician" and she became a bit frightened. Finally she spoke in a small voice, "Master Kain? Master Kain??  Are you there?" she asked, rubbing her hands together; wishing she were not there.

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« Reply #27 on: March 07, 2006, 02:44:23 PM »

With a slight sigh of relief, the mage slowly rotates left, pulling himself away from the door and into the woman's view. With a discrete smile, he slips the sword back into his scabbard.. I apologize for the strange circumstance of our meeting. I harbour certain precautions from ages past. Tell me, oh maiden fair, what calling hast thou forth? He tries to emulate the smooth soft caress of the midnight breeze, though finds he cannot disspell a certain cold distance to his tone.

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« Reply #28 on: March 08, 2006, 12:23:23 AM »

Iris

When Kain came out from behind the door, Iris took a quick step backward.  Then she noticed that he smiled and told her something, she really did not pay much attention as she was staring at a chest that looked liked the person who had it had been sick for a very long time, that was partly covered by a robe he was wearing.

She blushed and giggled when she heard the archiac speech calling her maiden fair.  "Master Kain, you are asked to come to the dining hall for supper with his Majesty.  If you need a guide I will wait for you to get dressed and lead you.  This castle is awfully large."

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« Reply #29 on: March 08, 2006, 04:28:23 PM »

I shall not hinder thee long. Kain nods and slowly shuts the door on the servant. He turns and whips off the robe, quickly striding toward a large chest, atop which he had strewn most of his belongings. While his attire is complex, he is practiced in motion, and is dressed within a short time. Glad to be wearing his usual outfit, he grabs his cloak and wrap the garmet about his shoulders. Next he reaches for Moh'epher. Due to the sheer size of the blade, it takes some time for Kain to get the ccabbard over his shoulder and adjusted properly. None the less, the mage is able to fully dress and arm himself in under half an hour. Before reopening his door, he makes sure the cloak's masking flap is raised, so that half of his face is hidden to a wall of bursha grey. He pulls the door open and nods to the serf. Let us join the ranks of those who seek my presence so dearly.

You have lived a life of cruelty and atrocity, you have bathed in the blood of the innocent, you have considered every act of depravity and your corruption knows no bounds. I am the angel of justice, I am the accumulation of all of your sins. Prepare for your redemption.

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