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Cantina Part 11- The Darkest Hour


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*Evan suppresses a smile at Odin's comment*

 

Warren: No offense, but if you remember...we weren't referring to your minds, but rather to the minds of the, ah, writers of these sections, which were all, well, mages of races from our dimension.

 

Adriana: *embarrassed* Well, um, ...*she takes the scrolls from Warren and hands them to Vidar* Have a look if you want.

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Atredis

 

Lokpihet: I need to leave before he gets here. We all do. Let his rage builds until it consumes him. In that case, I'll be departing for the Lucifer. Coming?

 

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Beler: I don't think he's a threat to us, anyway.

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*Odin looks at Warren as one who looks at a very young child*

 

Odin: Perhaps your write. Perhaps your wrong. You have had only access to your scrolls.

 

*Vidar takes the scrolls and studies them for a minute. He then hands them back, and begins writing on some papers. As he finishes one sheet he hands them to Svafa who studies those.*

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Adriana: Right. Well. That's why we're here, isn't it? Now, my analyzations tell me that part of the linguistic makeup of these scrolls has been removed, or hidden. Naturally, there are powerful magics weaved into the Scrolls themselves, which may or may not have something to do with this. Since we were told to come to you, I'm hoping you'll be able to help us.

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Odin: That is what my son and daughter are doing.

 

Now something that I dislike is when people ask for my-our help and are not forthcoming with information. Especially when helping them may force me onto a side. Some of you may see what I mean for those that don't. I'll clarify, Before you see one word of the of our scrolls you will be completly forthcoming. Tall order, but to begin with you can state who you are aligned with, what are yours objectives, and the objectives of your fraction. Furthermore, you will need to state who opposes you.

 

Fail to do that and then you will not see the scrolls. Another apocalypse doesn't concern me greatly.

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Adriana: ...Didn't Rwos tell you about us?

 

Orion: *looking at Rwos* Obviously not.

 

Rwos: No one mentioned that would be necessary until now.

 

Orion: Well, Lord Odin, except for Rwos here, we neither sympathize with nor oppose...or even care about anyone in your dimension. Our objectives here to find out what the Sleepers are, who they are, and what they mean for us. Some of the others may or may not pretend to care about the "good" of this dimension, but quite frankly, an apocalypse here doesn't concern me either. Unless it's going to spill over into my dwelling place.

 

*She pauses. The others look awkward.* Also, if you don't like people who aren't forthcoming with information, I'm surprised you associate with Rwos.

 

Warren: *awkwardly* We aren't, ah, a faction, so to speak... Most of us -not me- are Blades, but this is not at all Blade, er, business. You see, we are discoverers or inheriters of the Blood Scrolls...or at least, trusted friends of Rwos, and as you are friends of Rwos as well, we trust...er, *glancing at Orion* hope you will, ah, help us. *glancing quickly at Orion, then away* You see, it is said that those who have found or possess the Blood Scrolls are fated to be affected by them. You of course, being one of the writers, already know your fate. But we...we don't.

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Odin: You should have know Rwos.

 

Concering fate? Do you really want to know your fate? To know when, and how your going to die? To know when others around you are going to perish?

 

If this is the case then we will not help you, also consider this before answering. If something is fated to be, then it is inevitable, whether you like it or not. And finally keep in mind that I could care less about your dimension, but I do care a little about this galaxy. So if by helping you this galaxy doesn't get some benefit I will not help.

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Warren: Concerning fate? It's highly unlikely that the Blood Scrolls tell of our deaths, unless we die in the specific events the Scrolls describe. The majority of the Scrolls describe such things... Not, ah, life stories.

 

Rwos: *looking disappointed at the direction of the conversation* Of course this galaxy will be benefitted. I'm sure you know how I feel about this dimension's well-being. I brought them here because I trust them to help me...even if not for the same reasons...

 

*Adriana intently watches Vidar and Svafa, clicking her equipment hopefully*

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*Odin shakes his head at Warren's comments*

 

Odin: I wonder if you remember that I took part in the writing of the scolls. I have some knowledge of what they contain and what they don't contain. The point stands that if something is fated to be, it will happen regardless.

 

And Rwos, the paths of evil are often paved with good intentions.

 

*While this was going on Vidar finished writing, Svafa soon looked up. She had 5 pieces of paper that Vidar had written*

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Odin: Don't bother looking hurt. She is showing me respect for not answering out of turn.

 

Now here we are at the core of the problem. Your section of scrolls say to look for us. Our tell us to be wary of those that seek the scrolls. I've given you a couple of chances now, and I'll give you one final chance.

 

My mistrust of you mainly comes from the fact that your so called dimensional police force, aka the blades Are splitting. If I am to help you besides teh other conditions, you must be the more honorable of the two. So convince me that it is your side.

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(( :eek: Lost power from thrus (11:32am) to sat night (approx 1am)))

 

((Thinks about forgetting something...))

 

[Before time skip]

 

*Korriban*

 

*Irvine gets on his speeder and begins following his father. About a few thousand yards he stops, looking at the dark tower that laid behind him. He thinks of the power he had for the moment that he could barely remember, even if it wasn't very long from that current moment.

 

He turns around back to the tower.*

 

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*Getting to the tower again, he stairs back up at the enterence, consentrating he force jumps higher then his previous jump, grabing hold of the ledge and climbing up onto the cliff.

 

He stares into the still open doorway, and walks back in.*

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[After time skip

 

*Irvine on his speeder pulls up along side of Cracken's and Starr's parked speeders. He held an eerie arua about him, like when he had during his burst of anger, but controlled.*

 

((okay take it away red :D))

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