Sea
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Post by Sea on Jul 1, 2008 14:05:47 GMT -5
"Aye, there is a dark side to power. We all have a price to pay for what makes us stronger." Maha's voice took on a slightly airy, even mysterious quality. "You have to give up a few things, chasing a dream." What he meant was not clear, nor what his dream was, nor what he had given up. "Well, I best be off. Guinivere will be hungry when she wakes up." Maha rose to his feet, and padded off silently down the hall, leaving a trail of mystery in his wake. What had he given up? There had been a time when he could barely remember.
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Cyndon
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Post by Cyndon on Jul 3, 2008 13:43:26 GMT -5
Cyndon looked at Maha as he walked away with even more respect at this point. He was more than happy to have met Maha, even if Cyndon wasn't liked in return. What had Maha given up to get here, Cyndon wondered to himself as he walked away towards the deck. Hell, even Cyndon didn't know everything he had given up to get to this point... Then it hit him.
'The potion... i forgot to get the ingredient for that potion i was making. With that kind of potion, i would have needed a very rare herb, and the town that Kerrain attacked was supposed to have had some of it.' Cyndon sighed heavily. 'Quicksilver leaf is found in very remote places, and somehow one person had found a way to cultivate it in that town... they had a single plant and were about to get seed pods from that one plant when the town came under attack.' Cyndon thought back to why he was traveling down that path. His hometown was under occupation by the Hyndren Organization, and he had escaped handily, with the help of Naorin as it had so happened to occur. The entire time, Cyndon was expecting that the Organization would be right on his tail, as Naorin was supposed to be one of their lackies, but it was soon obvious that that was the last thing on Naorin's mind.
Cyndon was soon on that very pathway, getting that last piece to make a condensed healing potion. A potion that would take less than a table spoon to take effect, healing almost any injury and ridding them of almost any illness. Cyndon chuckled wryly as he thought about it; if he had gotten the leaf and thing still worked out the same, he could have possibly used it to help Gwen. He soon shook the thought from his head though, no use thinking of what could have been. He quickly went topside to talk with Kerrain as to anything he could do to help at the moment.
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Kerrain
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Post by Kerrain on Jul 22, 2008 13:12:32 GMT -5
Kerrain came in through the door, his ears picking up the conversation concerning power, between Maha and Cyndon. He soon collided with Cyndon on accident, though. The pirate captain looked at the man, his eyebrow raised. He went past the water mage and sat down, taking a look at Gwen. The ship rocked and disembarked as Kerrain sat, it heading on the way to the Quarter.
And I lost my humanity to get this power... He thought to himself.
Kerrain studied Gwen carefully, noticing any type of disturbance in her body and mind. Something still wasn't right. Though, he was sure some sort of help could be obtained int he Quarter. The bazaar there was world-renown for obscure objects, things, and stuff. His hand reached down to the golden hilt and gave it a squeeze, the chaotic power pulsing ever-so-slightly.
"And now the wait until we reach our destination..."
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Sea
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Post by Sea on Jul 22, 2008 13:32:01 GMT -5
Guinivere slept quietly in her quarters, Maha sitting by her side protectively. He patted her head as she slept with a sigh. He barely understood why he was so attached to her. What was it? He knew he knew. He just didn't want to. He hid his face with his hands, ashamed of his avoidance. He was holding a piece of bread and some water for when Guin woke up.
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Cyndon
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Post by Cyndon on Jul 24, 2008 11:33:06 GMT -5
Cyndon stood where he ran into Kerrain on accident. There were obvious signs of stress on his face, but he wanted to find a way to get past it. He wanted some busy work around the ship, but it seemed to him that everyone else had everything under control... Blast!
He heard Maha shuffle as he was sitting in the room silently. He was expecting the worst, yet still hopeful that things would work out. Guinivere liked Maha, but Gwen liked Cyndon... he hoped.
And then there was still the fact that Kerrain didn't really need someone like him on the ship to begin with... Or maybe he did and didn't want to admit it... Cyndon thought that he had been handy at least a couple of times. Obviously this whole thing was confusing for him at least, and he could only imagine what Guinivere was going through...!
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Sea
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Post by Sea on Jul 26, 2008 10:29:47 GMT -5
Maha-Raja peeked out the doorway. "Cyndon, I remembered something. I need to talk to you and Kerrain," he murmured urgently, before disappearing back into the room. How could he have forgotten that?! It was so important! He cursed himself several times, pacing the floor.
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