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Post by Crimson Darkblade on Nov 5, 2006 0:20:43 GMT -5
It was cold and raining heavily, the leaves of the autumn trees whispering softly as the rain hit them. A figure soon emerged atop a cliff looking over a massive shipyard. Crimson slowly walked toward it, one hand on the hilt of his sword...the other shielding his eyes from the heavy downpour. The rain barely affected him...so he strode on.
Reaching the shipyard a man came out of the darkness. Of course Crimson ,being a dark elf, could have already seen him with his infared spectrum gaze...but he liked mystery and surprises so he barely switched into the infared spectrum. The man was tall and cloaked with a sword at his hip. He said "If you wish to get to the shipyard you must prove your worth."
Crimson smiled an evil smile for he knew that soon his swords would taste the sweet satisfaction of blood once again. "So be it," said Crimson. The man came at him but before the man knew it, Crimson was behind him. One...two strikes into the man's back and he was dead before he hit the ground. The blood dripped of the swords; Crimson cleaned them and then returned them to their sheaths. "What a waste..."
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Nov 5, 2006 18:25:49 GMT -5
A little girl, seeming only about six, walked out of the gloom, shivering slightly in the rain, though her face wore a bright smile. The child's eyes were large and a warm pine green. A purple and lime green striped tunic reached her knees, belted at the waist, and her soft leather shoes seemed resistant to mud. She grinned wider, seeing Crimson, and her head cocked jolyfully to one side.
"You hafta be my student. Nice to meet you!" she exclaimed, holding up a small hand for him to shake. Her deep blonde hair hung slightly damp in the rain, braided to her thighs.
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Post by Crimson Darkblade on Nov 5, 2006 20:44:13 GMT -5
"You my teacher!? I will not accept it! Surely my skills are more advanced than a mere human child's! This is an outrage! How horribly disgusting!" Crimson couldn't find the words to express his anger; however, in the back of his mind he felt that there was a thick shroud of mystery behind this girl. He chose to ignore that feeling though. "I am much older than you! No, little one...u surely kid yourself."
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Nov 5, 2006 21:54:26 GMT -5
She listened to him patiently, nodding here and there in a very convincing expression of attention. When he appeared to be quite done, she smiled and bowed.
"Do you want to go to school now?" she asked. "We can take a boat if you can't get across the water yerself y'know?"
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Post by Crimson Darkblade on Nov 6, 2006 19:42:58 GMT -5
"Very well i shall go to the school, but i will NOT be taught by someone who is smaller than me! I am of course a dark elf, superior to you. Becoming more powerful is the only reason i go with you now, for the revenge i owe my people!" Crimson hesitantly spoke, but followed the girl to the boats. "You had better have someone who can match my skills on that island!"
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Nov 6, 2006 19:55:22 GMT -5
She smiled and skipped over to the boat. "They wouldn't make me your teacher if they didn't think I could teach ya silleh. You see to much with your eyes-" she gently poked his eyebrows "-and not enough with your head," she said, poking his nose with another small, warm finger. Her bangs shifted, revealing an odd mark on her forhead.
"Don't be a silly goose at school, k? Off we go!" the teacher giggled, and the boat started moving towards school seemingly by itself.
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Post by Crimson Darkblade on Nov 8, 2006 12:00:29 GMT -5
Crimson waited impatiently, though he didnt show it. The boat was moving slowly...and he dearly needed to fight again. There was a little bit of excitement in Crimson because he had never really been anywhere that was entirely and completely safe. All his life he had to fight for what he earned and to just survive. Here it would be different he felt. A sense of warming entered his heart, but he did not let it overwhelm him. From all the experience he'd been through he knew this could very well be a trap...
He didn't welcome change however. He was used to his life and somehow he found peace in it. All he truly wanted was a fight after all...
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Nov 8, 2006 15:02:39 GMT -5
"Oh yeah," she said, pulling a packet of paper out of her belt. It was damp on one edge, but dry besides. "Just pick a few extra classes from there. You hafta go to some already, but these ones you get to pick!" she exclaimed enthusiastically.
The paper read: History, Life Skills, Music, Potionry, Puppetmaster, Samurai, and Study Hall.
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Post by Crimson Darkblade on Nov 9, 2006 11:45:06 GMT -5
"Samurai, potionry, study hall..if i have the choice,"exclaimed Crimson who was wondering if this kind of school wouldn't be to his liking after all...
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Nov 9, 2006 13:09:03 GMT -5
"You should choose something besides Study Hall- that's boring!" she said, wrinkling her nose. "How about Puppetmaster instead? A lot of students into the whole ~evilkilldeath~ thing have been signing up for it." She wiggled her fingers in what might have been an ~evilkilldeath~ way.
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Post by Crimson Darkblade on Nov 11, 2006 18:01:17 GMT -5
"Meh! I have no use for 'puppet master'! To be honest i only want to fight someone! You pitiful human wouldn't understand..." That being said Crimson turned his back and walked off the boat for it had just arrived.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Nov 11, 2006 19:39:30 GMT -5
"Stop running away!" she laughed, hopping after him. "I'm not even human. I have something I'm supposed to give to you, and you won't get it if you keep walking." The teacher stepped in front of him and held up a shiny black cube, perhaps the size of a jewelry box. She waved it winsomely at him, though carefully out of reach. "It's something that'll help you kill things, but if you want it you hafta say pleeeeease."
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Post by Crimson Darkblade on Nov 17, 2006 19:15:40 GMT -5
"Very well. please. There! NOW GIVE IT TO ME!" he was aggrivated and losing his patience. "i will stop walking away," he spat.
crimson knew in his heart he should hear her out...and for once in his life...he did.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Nov 17, 2006 19:28:59 GMT -5
"Alright," she said, thrusting it into his hands with a smile. Inside was a small orb. "Oh, and here's your school schedule too. You should go into the school now. It's Break Time right now, but soon it'll be Master class. Seeya there! My names Keyne if you wanna play!" Then Keyne ran off, surprisingly agile for her young appearance.
***Crimson has received Vengeance Orb***
The Vengeance Orb has the power to cause damage equivalent to the souls the owner of the Orb has killed. This can also be reverse to damage depending on how many souls the Enemy has killed. At first this Orb can be tiring, so be sure to practice!
***Crimson has received Schedule***
Pd1: Magic
pd2: Weaponry
pd3: Alchemy
pd4: Beastry
pd5: ~Break~
pd6: Master
pd7: Life Skills
pd8: Samuri
pd9: Potionry
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Post by Crimson Darkblade on Nov 22, 2006 16:17:56 GMT -5
"Very well," Crimson said. "I look forward to my latest openent," he smirked.
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