//major OOC props. thanks for taking the initiative to make this post yourself.
//and thanks again for the RP
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| Author: | Shadowynn_Nightshade [ Wed, Feb 03 2010, 20:34 PM ] |
| Post subject: | Empty and faded tracks buried in the snow (Skull Crags) |
Up in the frosty mountains of the Skull Crags at the near peak as one would head tot he Crystal spike. A gruesome display is left... A head, stuck upon a wooden branch turned make shift pike, now covered in snow with the symbol of Bane carved into it. The deep indigo hair blows lifelessly in the wind. Just a glimmer of the silvery white blue patch over the left eye. The pale as snow skin. The body now buried under a mound of fresh snow. Clad in blue and white. A bloodied and torn up mangled form. The flames of the head of the heavy flail long burned out as it rest in the snow at the side of the body. The symbol of bane branded into and carved to the back of the helm also laying scattered by the corpse. Just a vary still eerie breeze remains over the body.. as if something remains.. waiting... |
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| Author: | Jyro X [ Wed, Feb 03 2010, 21:23 PM ] |
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//major OOC props. thanks for taking the initiative to make this post yourself.
//and thanks again for the RP |
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| Author: | P Three [ Wed, Feb 03 2010, 23:29 PM ] |
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Padding up to the peak on one of her prowling patrols, a curse comes from a shadow, and Katsumi steps out. She lifts the body, slamming back a Bull's Might potion to even lift it, and carefully packs the head in her bag, before portalling off to Bendir Dale, looking for a priest. She smiles grimly down at the body. "We'll see some blood spilt for this, hm?" ((If you wanna RP it, grab me or drop a PM or a tell or something.)) |
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| Author: | Oinn [ Thu, Feb 04 2010, 4:51 AM ] |
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A while after the body is taken away and the snows have risen significantly to cover all signs of anyone being there a wind rises up and whirls around where it had been howling mournfully. It seems to be the voice of a woman, tempestuous and angry, scared and needful, calling out in a disembodied voice a name of one though lost forever. Though only those who have the patience and understanding of the wind's winding pealing words would be able to hear that voice in that instant. As the flakes of white ice continue to fall, swirling in the disturbance left by the wind's passage, the voice drifts away, still searching it would seem.... to call in other places. |
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