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Post by Millindae Winfried on Apr 29, 2007 1:15:57 GMT -5
::She wandered through the castle halls, almost skipping as her head swiveled left and right, examining the place that was to be their new home. She was hopelessly lost, but didn't seem to mind at all, which was easy to see by the large smile plastered on her face::
"Oh, what a lovely old castle! This will be a wonderful place for Mil to live!"
::Yes, it was quite nice. Even in its current condition, one could easily tell that the sturdy keep would support the Order well. And she had already found a place that would be perfect to set up a new atelier, although it would probably be a long time before she'd be able to find it again::
::Of course the place still needed some work, but she didn't care. The castle seemed to generate a nice feeling, much different than what was to be expected. She'd assumed that some old ruin of a castle would probably be haunted by hundreds of ghosts, but one hadn't appeared yet. Quite nice, indeed::
::After awhile of more aimless wandering, she stopped and looked around with a face that was slightly... less than happy. Being alone in such a big building was starting to make her feel somewhat lonely::
"A nice new home, but... where are Mil's new comrades?"
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Fang Blackwolfe
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Jette Tribunal Blackwolfe - Son of an Emperor,Godson of a Martyr...
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Post by Fang Blackwolfe on Apr 29, 2007 6:26:55 GMT -5
...Possibly just as lost as you,they are...
::The one named proudly after Jette Tribunal Senoir emerged from a heavy mahogany door soon after the woman spoke,carrying a pack of unknown (Yet blocky-looking) objects. He wore upon his face an expresion of confusion,upon his body simple clothing. A somewhat-tight shirt and pants,and a sturdy leather vest: The unofficial uniform of a crafter.
His long (and rather in need of a cut) crimson hair almost cascaded down,past his shoulders. It accented his emerald eyes and amulet rather nicely...::
I haven't the slightest clue where I came from or where I am. There are so many dungeons and rooms...This is insanity...::He leaned against a wall,and slid down it to a seated position...::
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Post by Lo Han on May 1, 2007 12:43:05 GMT -5
Upon receipt of a letter from Kevin Ikin he sets pace to travel there in one sun. Lo Han, the son of a samurai and a northern european merchant, sets out for another chance to rediscover himself.
He arises with the morning sun and steps from his bed. Two attendants snap into line upon his arrival. "Master Lo Han, preparations are set" Nodding contently he looked down and retrieved his bag. Glancing back up he spoke, "Ok. Have my horse ready for me out front." After all he was a man of few words and many actions.
He made his way down the palace stairs and into the armory. The task of defending those from evil would require at least his bare necesities. Wandering between the aisles of armor and weopans he found what was his. He placed his black scale armor over his shirt and slid his scale pants on as well. He then donned his helmut and made way to the arms. "A naginata and a scythe should do.. " He said to himself as he grabbed them, putting his naginata comfortly into it's sheath. He twirled the scythe around and let it rest on his shouldars as he made his way to the front of the palace.
He steps outside the morning air awakening his senses. Slowly, he makes his way to his horse. Slides the scythe into a sheath on the sadle and ties down his bag on the other side. He produces an apple from his bag and brings it to his horse. Approaching from the left slowly he presents the apple to the horse. The horse bites the apple out of his hand. "Mikashi, we must travel for two suns." He patted his horse gently on his nose and hopped up into the saddle. "Ya!" The horse reared and took off to a decent gallop in the direction of Peregrine Castle.
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Post by Lo Han on May 1, 2007 13:49:34 GMT -5
Upon the rise of the second sun he finally appears on the plain, his horse in a full gallop. He could finally see the castle as it get larger and larger until he was finally there. Lo Han dismounted as an attentdant came over to him. He handed the attendant the letter he received from Kevin. The attendant nodded and replied, "Ok Master Lo Han, I shall take care of your horse for you. The living quarters are through the lobby and upstairs.
He retrieves his belongings from the horse and pats his nose, knowing that they will take good care of him. He takes in a nice view of the castle from up close. "Hmm, needs work." Turning his head to the left he sees 2 workmen masoning some rock back into a wall. He knew this would be an adjustment, but maybe it wasn't all bad. He twirled the scythe producing the blunt side and slipped it under the straps on his bag, then hoisted the shaft of the scythe onto his shouldar and made his way to the living quarters. As he approached he noticed the two people in the hall talking.
With a bow, "Hello, name's Lo Han. You?"
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Post by Millindae Winfried on May 2, 2007 2:14:43 GMT -5
::Mil quickly turned around at the sound of someone's voice, not at all expecting a reply to her question. Her gaze revealed a red haired man, and assumed him to be the one that had addressed her. It... it was a comrade! Instinctively, she began to move to embrace the man in a crushing bear hug, but somehow managed to restrain herself and gave a formal bow. As she performed the bow, the numerous vials in her bandolier made small *kachink* sounds as they contacted each other. That along with her silver belt buckle in the shape of a stereotypical potion bottle made it quite clear of what her profession was::
::It was easy to see her barely controlled excitement as she spoke to him, her sky blue eyes twinkling in merriment:: "Mil is happy to meet her new comrade!" ::She removed her colossal backpack from her shoulders, and straightened out her long tanned leather skirt before sitting down against the wall opposite the man:: "The castle is big, but that makes it better when more comrades come to live inside. So, what is Mil's comrade's name?"
::While waiting for his reply, she heard the sounds of someone else approaching and turned her head to see who it was. The man didn't seem to be one of the workers either, which meant...! If it were possible, Mil suddenly looked even more happy as she gave him a friendly wave and motioned for him to sit down as well::
"Welcome, friend Lo Han. This is Mil!" ::She pointed to herself, to make it clear who she was talking about. For some reason that she didn't understand, people were sometimes confused with whom she was talking about::
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Fang Blackwolfe
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Jette Tribunal Blackwolfe - Son of an Emperor,Godson of a Martyr...
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Post by Fang Blackwolfe on May 2, 2007 11:05:32 GMT -5
Mi'name is Jette...Er...Fang. Whatever you perfer. ::The man's voice was somewhat scratchy and breaking,which seemed odd considering how young he looked. He couldn't have been older than twenty one,yet his voice made him sound in his early fourties.
He seemed enigmatic,that was for sure. Though,like Mil,his profession was easily noted. Around his waist was a tool belt,and not one aimed for construction: He had a chisel,a metal-working hammer,a pair of tongs,and a high-quality pair of light-resistant sun glasses. He was,obviously,a craftsman! The emerald pendant around his neck was made by him;one with suberp vision could just notice the initials upon one link of the golden chain. "J.T.B.".
Jette...Er...Fang,"whatever you perfer",looked up at the new arrival. Named Lo Han,apparently.
"Greetings..." ::The man's voice trailed off as his gaze shifted back to a paticularly uninteresting brick in the opposite wall. He did seem a bit distracted and uninterested...Was that normal for him...?::
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Post by Kevin Ikin Amon on May 3, 2007 14:42:50 GMT -5
::wanders down the hall noticing the group chatting:: Hello all. ::looks at them intently for a few seconds:: Ok.. you must be Lo Han.. ::snaps his fingers and an attendant strolls down the hall:: Show this man to his quarters and show him the guard house... ::he turns and looks at Fang:: So.. I guess you haven't been shown to a proper place either.. ::he then looks at Mil:: And you.. I don't believe we've met.. ::extending his hand to shake hers:: Kevin Ikin Amon...
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Post by swtdecembermist on May 3, 2007 21:18:56 GMT -5
::As she appeared in blue flames in front of the location she stepped into the castle and looked around. Her hips moved sedutively under the leather coat covering her outfit and katanas as fiery red eyes looked about in serach of others in the area.::
"Hello?..." she said in a calm voice with a seductive undertone.
::Agnola moved further in, hand running through onyx locks streaked with red. Would someone show up soon? She hoped so in order to meet someone around the area as well as find a place to relax a bit after traveling around so much::
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Post by Millindae Winfried on May 9, 2007 3:03:50 GMT -5
::She turned back to the red-haired man that she had met first and smiled at him, having already chosen which name to call him:: "It is nice to meet friend Fang." ::Mil was about to launch into cheerful conversation with Fang and Lo Han when she heard the sound of yet another person walking over to them. It appeared that this small patch of hallway was destined for meetings::
::Upon hearing this man’s name, her eyes widened in surprise. So this was her new boss! Hastily, she scrambled to her feet and shook Kevin's hand vigorously:: "Thanks for letting Mil join the guild. Mil won't let the Chief down!"
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Fang Blackwolfe
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Jette Tribunal Blackwolfe - Son of an Emperor,Godson of a Martyr...
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Post by Fang Blackwolfe on May 10, 2007 2:59:38 GMT -5
Boss...::Fang or Jette or whoever shrugged a bit,still slumped against that wall,and lazily saluted to the commander.:: What are we doing here? Surely there is some sort of work that needs to be done...::Yes,Jette...Always one to want to work. Always do something productive.::
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Post by Kevin Ikin Amon on May 11, 2007 16:21:47 GMT -5
::shakes Mil's hand:: Relax.. relax.. we are glad to have you here...
::looks over at Fang:: Well.. if you would like to start working.. then I believe I have a space large enough for the both of you.. ::glancing back to Mil as he finished::
Just follow me.. ::he walks a few feet down the hall to a staircase and descends into the basement::
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