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Post by Julia of Hillsdown on Feb 5, 2005 19:42:20 GMT -5
*she hugs Cat back, tightly.*
Thank you too. Wouldn't want to lose you.
You, and they, are welcome.
*she smiles a bit, briefly.*
Give Satorius my regards for your loss.
*she keeps her arms around Cat for a moment longer, then lets go.*
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Post by Catriona on Feb 5, 2005 19:45:46 GMT -5
See you later, Jules. Give Len a hug.
*She glances out, and brings the casket to the Evensong while avoiding guards and mobs of angry people.*
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Post by Julia of Hillsdown on Feb 5, 2005 19:51:31 GMT -5
I will, Cat. Give one to Tirith and Cirion for me.
*She watches the Elf leave, then takes both the other casket and the vine-bed along to the church. On seeing her, some clerics come over, but she sends them back to their work.*
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Angel
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Vampiric Astral Dragon
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Post by Angel on Feb 5, 2005 20:55:38 GMT -5
*She gets up and leaves the library, observing Julia and Cat's respective exits. Wondering what was in the vine casket, she makes her way to the Inn. Perhaps Cat was there, and maybe it would be a better place to find out what exactly happened.
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Post by Taerlin on Feb 10, 2005 11:49:56 GMT -5
*Taerlin looks at the library from outside the crowd. It's obvious a battle was fought their.*
"Eskel!"
*She screams it, knowing beyond doubt now that he is dead. She pushes her way through the crowd and past the guards, running into the library. When she gets inside and sees the damage done, she falls to her knees and throws back her head, letting out a keening wail of her pain, all hope gone.*
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Post by Julia of Hillsdown on Feb 10, 2005 11:57:48 GMT -5
*a halfling cleric with black hair and brown eyes walks over to the Drow-girl. She smiles a bit as she stops in front of her.*
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Post by Taerlin on Feb 10, 2005 12:01:08 GMT -5
*Taerlin looks over at the Halfling, tears in her eyes.*
He's dead. They killed him.
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Post by Julia of Hillsdown on Feb 10, 2005 12:02:52 GMT -5
Who, miss? There were a lot of wounded, maybe he's at the church.
*she walks forward, putting a hand on the girl's shoulder.*
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Post by Taerlin on Feb 10, 2005 12:14:51 GMT -5
Eskel. I know he's dead, he would not have stopped fighting while there were still humans alive. He died, and the humans lived. Why? Why do the gods favor them so?
*Her voice is incredulous, as if she is honestly puzzled by what happened, which she is. Eskel had died, and humanity had survived. It wasn't fair.*
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Post by Julia of Hillsdown on Feb 10, 2005 12:20:13 GMT -5
*the cleric looks at Taerlin, her face sad.*
Miss...
*she sighs.*
The gods don't favour humans above the other races. If they did, then how come we're here?
If you're sure he's dead...the bodies of those that have fallen today have also been carried to the church.
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Post by Taerlin on Feb 10, 2005 12:22:55 GMT -5
*Taerlin looks thoughtful for a moment.*
"Why are we here?"
*She sits there for a moment, as if thinking the question over, before shaking her head. Why does it matter why they were here? Eskel was dead.*
I'll go to the church. That's it, that's what I need to do. Go to the church.
*She stands up and begins to walk out, either unaware or uncaring of the angry mobs.*
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Post by Julia of Hillsdown on Feb 10, 2005 12:25:55 GMT -5
*she watches the girl leave, wondering what had happened that she disliked one race so. And not Elves, in the girl's case. She shakes her head and goes back to her work.*
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