IC: That wasn't my point. The discrimination is nothing new, and is to be expected, unfortunately. My point was that rather than allowing the spell I use to stay sane and healthy, he told me that the Rakdos cult would welcome that bloodthirst. If I remember correctly, you were attempting to eliminate the cult, wheras this man appears to be indifferant, if not supportive. I meant this as a tip, not a complaint. Sincerely: Nayari the Traveler.
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IC:Understood. I simply thought the information could be useful to you.
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IC: Smiles. "I hardly know how to get anywhere here." grins sheepishly
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IC: Nods. "Why do you ask?"
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IC: "I believe in integrity and intelligence, but I am also over 1000 years old, even I've lost count. I tend to work off of my own morals, when in a crisis." Shrugs. "I'm also a bit introspective, coincidentally."
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IC: Seres leans back against a tree. "What do you think of the newbies?"
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IC: "I would love to learn, I could try to teach what I know as well, once I have my spells back." Not even trying to pull something, just stating the facts. (Nayari is a bit blatant with those she respects.)
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IC: Resists the urge to facepalm. She's learned to let Isperia handle her subordinates, and the result is near always amusing.
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IC: Smiles gratefully. "Thanks, I wasn't aware I needed a licence to write." a bit embarassed about not knowing that.
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IC: Looks to boy. "And until you regain you'r memories, I'd avoid getting involved in the Guilds. Someone could recognise you, and that would be awkward at best."
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IC: begins filling out the forms. "The punishment itself wasn't what worries me. It's not having my spell. It keeps me sane without my needing to kill, without it I risk blood madness." Finishes. "The first and last time that happened was just after I changed. Four men had bound me while I slept. Slave traders, I think. I killed all of them without a second thought. It was after that the inevitable 'wait, what and where am I?' Moment occurred."
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IC: Aisha cocks her head. "There's also a large person walking in the forest, and a girl laughing near him."
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IC: Puts a hand on each of their shoulders. "Good luck, both of you.", then steps back.
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IC: "They can choose that themselves. My life since the dogs found my house has consisted of moving around the country, fighting when I must. If I can handle that, I think they should be able to."
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IC: "Somewhere that way." Gestures.
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IC: "The room is great. I actually prefer it to my old room." Blushes when she realizes how that sounded.
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OOC: Maybe you could be one of the people we rescue.
IC: "Thanks again. My previous plan was to ask you to arrest me if I became a threat." Smiles in relief.
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OOC: I'd suggest reading it. Falcon wrote a recap on page sixteen, so I'd start there.
IC: Smiles back, then blinks and says, "so what should we do about the stranger?"
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IC: Looks at the group staying behind. "Alright, we need a plan of attack. I know for a fact that those dogs can't resist a direct challenge, I can keep them entertained for a while. Mathew, if you decide to help us, I'll need you to snipe the enemies with guns. Skyler, death from above. Ceiren, you are hard to get a scent on, I suggest you sneak in and help with the evacuation. That sound good to everyone?"
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IC: Nods, and begins looking for any metal and cloth she can find, beginning to stitch and hammer together some rudimentary armor for everyone.
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