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Man: Ohh, so it's like that, then? Maybe you'll change your tone after a few moons in the town prison! *He draws his weapon*

 

H'lena: *under her breath* Don't be an idiot, Davin. We don't want any unnecessary trouble. *to the man* That won't be necessary. We're just trying to find this girl's mother.

 

Man: What? Oh, well, you won't be finding her. She's been taken into Esgate, and she won't be leaving for a long time.

 

H'lena: What is Esgate? Where can we find it?

 

Man: The magic prison, of course! She was caught practicing wizardry...in the town square, no less!

 

Rwos: How do we get to Esgate?

 

*The man throws back his head and laughs* Right through the sherrif's doors, outlanders! *pointing at the square building* If you like, I can give you a personal tour right now! Ha ha ha!

 

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Arc Musea

 

Man: *looking at Talon's offering* An old, rusty sword? Surely you jest...

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*Talon smiles*

 

Talon "With these types of swords to become worn after wear and constant useage is impossible. Swords like these, to become worn, its due to them not being used. This sword is very powerful, granted whom wields it is of a certain type of individual, and with that the sword restores itself."

 

"How ever there is a second purpose to this, with the sword in this state it is dormant, in a matter of speaking, think of it as regenerating it's poetental."

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Arc Musea

 

*The man laughs in disbelief* Enough of your comedy! Begone, stranger. Come back when you have an offering. In truth, I would like to let you pass for your marvelous jests alone. However, I value my post too much to give charity to poor bards. Ply your entertainment skills on the passerbys on the town streets, and return with coin of the realm to give the Arc Musea, if you still desire to see it.

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Talon "Very well then, why should I allow a simple minded human to posess such a dangerous weapon."

 

*Arcs of energy begin to arc from Talon's right hand, down to the tips of his fingers, which coil around each and innocently arc to another finger every now and then.

 

With his left hand holing on to the seathe, Talon grabs the hilt of the sword with his right hand and pulls the sword out.*

 

Talon "Perhaps a demonstration is in order?"

 

*Talon takes a few steps back, then when he notices that no one is near, and preferably watching, he pulls the sword from the sheathe and brings it to his side, the energy arcing from his fingers had chained up the blade to the very tip, then in the same motion brings it back up so that its completely horizontal about a foot from his face...

 

The rust on the sword began to fade as the restoring metal of the blade began to glow a yellow. When the rust had been finaly disapated the energy stops chaining upt he blade, but the blade itself retained the glow. The reflection of the robed man clearly in the blade.*

 

Talon "The name of the blade is 'The Caladblog', it was once my brother's sword when he died wielding it meny centuries ago, it has not been used since, hence the sword going into it's dormant state."

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Talon "Did I hear someone call out that this was wizardry?"

 

*Talon sheathes the sword*

 

Talon "Bunch of pathetic closed minded fools all the like of ya!"

 

*Talon begins to walk back down the street, but he smells the scent of te Vampire's nearby...

 

He then proceeds down the street, towards the nearest alleyway on the same side of the street where the Vampire's hide-away is...*

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Outside the Jail

 

H'lena: Why did you arrest this girl's mother for 'practicing wizardry'? Your weapons, equipment, and armor all have enchantments on them. Surely wizardry was involved there.

 

Man: Don't question the law if you know what's good for you, outlander. The public practice of wizardry is not allowed in Arc Musea. Only those who guard the King's resting place and his Arc are allowed to use active magic here. But we're not crusaders...enchanted objects are frowned upon but allowed within reason. You don't see us confiscating everyone's translator jewels, do you?

 

H'lena: If the law here is so reasonable, why do you take children's mothers and leave them to wander the streets alone?

 

Man: That girl's a wizard herself! Let the alley cats and dogs protect her! Now enough questions, or I'll see you in a pillory for a week! *He turns and walks off, a baleful eye still on the group*

 

H'lena: *quietly, to the others* What do you think we should do?

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H'lena: The situation here is very unusual.

 

Rwos: Not really. Simple, only the powerful are allowed the benefits of magic, and use their monopoly to keep their power. Classic magocracry.

 

H'lena: It's not that. Can't you sense it? There's magic everywhere here. Too much ambient magic to be natural in a place that doesn't allow wizardry. In fact, now that I think about it...even without using a spell to check, I can sense a huge, unstable magic center located about...

 

*She turns and points* There.

 

*Following the direction of her finger, the black rectangle of the Arc Musea looms above the dull yellow buildings surrounding it*

 

H'lena: I think I know what K'Warra's come here for...

 

K'Warra: Too right.

 

*The figure of a tall human man steps out of the shadows, with K'Warra's sneering grin on his face*

 

K'Warra: Now, now. Before you all think about doing something stupid, I should direct your attention to the object in my right hand.

 

*He holds up an object that looks like a palm-sized, pyramidal five-pointed star, made of stone and carved with runes*

 

H'lena: It's...

 

Trael: It's a bomb.

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((I thought K'warra was a gargolye))

 

Vertmor "Kvana? Did you see that what he did with that sword? weapons that I've seen aren't equal in caliber, such as that sword. What sort of individuals are we going to be upagenst?"

 

 

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*alleyway*

 

*Talon's head becomes a bit heavy all of a sudden, almost like he nods off, but wakes up agian. but has his head tilted forward, letting his hair fall in front of his face.*

 

Talon "<Come all this way to threaten me with a little trincket? Go ahead, blow us all up. I'm willing to bet that if that does go off if you have to, you're set that up to only blast hard enough so that you can live through it, right? Not everyone here is a frail human I remind you...>"

 

WH Irvine "Explain your visit K'warra."

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((OOS: K'Warra is a gargoyle. It's a glamour (magic disguise). ;)))

 

House

 

Kvana: I am a mage. I do not fear steel, even steel such as this. Besides, we have K'Warra...and Elizabeth, wherever K'Warra's taken her...

 

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Outside the Jail

 

K'Warra: Magic bomb, actually. All I do is give this a squeeze, and we all die, including me. The difference is that I'll come back. You won't. But I didn't come here to kill you. Rather, I have a proposition. Willing to listen?

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Vertmor "Forget about it then... But that didn't feel like a mortal weapon. Even our swords, or other weapons have has some point been crafted, or helped to be crafted by mortals, even if turned mortals, just to keep their methods."

 

*Vertmor stops, shakes his head*

 

Vertmor "Appologies, under Vorador, he kept things conservitive..."

 

*The door bursts open, on the otherside, Talon.

 

Talon casualy walks a few steps in, then draws his Ichimonji.

 

((The sword he has that changes its own elemental property to the opposite of its enemy's, to negate))

 

He points it at the two vampires, then twists it 90 degrees, the sword reacts by the lgith around it turnign into a black arua, the light from it is absorbed into the blade, which glows into a white hot phosphorus, the only thign that can bee seen inside the aura, rather the holy aura.*

 

Talon "I have an idea, give me a reason not to kill you, and I might spare you..."

 

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*Davin growls like an animal*

 

WH Irvine "Down boy.. K'Warra, let's just get this over with."

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*Drago steps foward.*

 

Drago: You're not the only one who will come back, Gargoyle. Kill them and I will hunt you down, cut off your head and bury it in sulpher, so that every day you'll have your eyes burnt out. I'll take your body, chain it to a rock and let the buzzerds feed on your inards.

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K'Warra: Oh hush. You know it doesn't work that way. I don't have the same immortality as you. I die like everyone else, I just keep coming back. By the way, wouldn't blowing you to smithereens count as separating your head from your body? Or have things changed for you? I know you're all from different times. I don't know how you did it, but I can sense it. My dear clan sister, for example...

 

H'lena: That's enough. What exactly are you trying to offer?

 

K'Warra: I thought you would've figured that out by now. I came here to use the Arc of Veldimos, housed in the black structure in the town square, to kill Shunaria. But I can't get it alone, and none of you know how to use it. Why don't we help each other out?

 

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*Kvana throws up a magic shield with a spell*

 

Kvana: Who in seven hells are you?

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Talon "My name is Talon."

 

Vertmor *Whom is partaly being repelled by the sword* "He doesn't carry the scent of any mortal I have seen."

 

*Talon takes a few steps forward*

 

Talon "Thats right, I'm not a mortal. I am a demon."

 

*Talon's eyes turn red, as he forces his wingspan to re-emerge.*

 

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WH Irvine "Well if thats what can kill Shunaria, then why don't we take it, and find a way for ourselves to kill it."

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K'Warra: My dear boy, you haven't a clue how to use the Arc. I can tell by the look on your face that not even you, H'lena, even with the sorcerous power you've gained in your true timeline, know what it really is.

 

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Kvana: *drawing a carved metal stick out of his robes* Magic circle, protect me and my companion against this power.

 

*A glowing, flat circle of ornate, illegible script forms on the floor around Kvana's feet. It expands to contain Vertmor within its perimeter as well. Vertmor and Kvana cease to be affected by the sword's aura*

 

Kvana: We will not be threatened by you, beast.

 

 

 

edited for double negatives

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*The aura on Talon's sword dimishes as the protective barrier is created.

 

Talon sheathes the sword then draws 'The Nameless', the 5 foot diamond coated silver longsword, with its own demonic powers.*

 

Talon "Beast? Don't patronise me, haven't you smelt yoursleves lately? Living, if that what you call it, night to night feeding on the blood of meny, if a beast I am, then is to you a ravenous bunch of animals."

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