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 Posted: Tue May 05, 2009 4:43 pm
Oh, she knows it, Ookmai....look over yer facts:
1. I'm apparently very old...ancient, even, and obviously immortal
2. I love riddles, games, and puzzles
3. As is evidenced by what got me in this shape, I can consume magic
4. I am emotionless, as ye kin feel when my mind touches yours
5. I kin ride nightmares...only one type of mage kin do that, normally.
6. Me pet name is Kero, or Kero-kun
Do those facts, that any observant creature would know, give me name away? or at least me title?
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2009 4:57 pm
amestru sighs... aye... and though it pains me to beg aid of one such as ye... i must... ye've the freedom of me realm voidmage... but i guarantee not the favor of me people... i refuse to do anything more than declare you freedom of passage... m'lady will not doubt vouch for ye... and that will sooth the ruffled feathers of a few, but there are those who will not listen, even if i should embrace thee fully as a welcomed kin...
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2009 5:04 pm
Master....not mage, Amestru...and I would prefer that this stay here.
*Flies up and over to the nightmare, easily riding him back to the stables, then flies back to Amestru*
Now...I'm going to change back into Luciel...he knows nothing of who I am...and I must ask you not to tell him...he's not ready for that yet. Amestru...I want nothing more than peace...there is no reason for the war between Twilight and Void...or Kami and Wraith...I extend the hand of friendship when this is over...we of emptiness are tired of war.
*Kero shudders and changes back to Luciel*
Oooooh...did Kero help you, Lord Amestru? Or did he refuse...he's refused to help me sometimes too...
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2009 5:07 pm
no doubt with good reason, young one... there are times when we must do things on our own or fail for the lack of trying... and yes he helped... ye must be tired, go rest... i've got a great deal to think about.... mutters amestru sadly before turning and walking away in the direction of the stables....
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2009 5:46 pm
*Flies away...then back to Amestru, whom he hugs around the neck before flying off to go play with Tam*
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2009 7:25 pm
the old wolf smiles to himself and continues on...
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2009 8:06 pm
*That night, Amestru is awakened by a forlorn howl coming from Luciel's room...he runs in to find the small dragon curled up in a ball, tears running down his muzzle as he sleeps. His nightmares still trouble him, even with the horse corralled*
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2009 8:24 pm
the wolf king sits down on the edge of the bed, straightens luceiil's covers and strokes his head until he calms, he remembers the pangs of seperation he felt as his kin disappeared... one by one into the mists of time... and wonders what it could be that troubles the young dragon so.... one so young should be resilient and capable of healing or forgetting most troubles...
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2009 8:28 pm
*Luciel stirs, but doesn't wake. He continues to whimper as his terrors torture him. Suddenly, he sits up and howls again...a name this time: Emnast...though there is no guilt in this howl, there is still the wail of a lost loved one. Not one lost by death, but lost to the shadows of darkness. Amestru notices that Luciel's pillow is wet from crying, then sees that, among the mess Luciel has made of whatever toys he could find, there are other things...crushed wet pillows and dreamcatchers..a testament to the nightmares Luciel has been having every night for nearly two weeks*
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2009 8:33 pm
the wolf king makes a decision to get rid of the nightmare as quickly as he can... he cannot kill it as to do so would only release whatever pent up emotions the beast has absorbed, but surely there was someone who would take it off his hands....
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2009 8:41 pm
*Luciel suddenly awakens, and sees the Wolf King sitting there. With a sheepish grin at his room, he flaps out of bed and begins picking up his makeshift toys and dreamcatchers, things he obviously made himself...as they look shabby and homemade. Only the wolf's keen sense of smell tells him there are unshed tears in the dragon's eyes as he cleans*
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2009 8:45 pm
leave it for now child, would ye care to talk, the old wolf asks
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2009 8:48 pm
*The dragonling shakes his head and continues cleaning, though he does send out a thought*
I can't talk, Lord Amestru...and I should clean up my messy room
*Keeps cleaning up his toys...though he places one on his bed...a small stuffed leopard. It's obviously a gift from someone, as all his other toys appear to have been made by his own two paws*
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2009 8:53 pm
the wolf picks up the leopard and smooths it's fur... then without telling luceil he lifts the curse... he carefully places the toy on luceil pillow after turning it so that the dry side is up - fresh and smooth
when ye feel like sharing yer pain, come find me, cub... i'll leave ye then to return to yer rest
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2009 8:56 pm
*Finishes his room, then lays down to sleep...Only to come flying after Amestru, flinging his thoughts out at him, begging him to stop so he can talk to him*
Lord Amestru...please....I need someone to talk to...the memories won't leave me alone!
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