The Amulet of Azuth.
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				Title: <strong> The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bella90</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 13:21:50</strong>
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				&nbsp;<span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><em><span class="bbc_u">To apply go to: </span></em></span></span>The Amulet of Azuth -Idea and -Character's skeleton (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82849.0)<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;(http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb211/gothangel7/ArT%20-%20VaRiOuS/2a34.jpg)<br>(http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y114/the_wooper/RandomPictures%20of%20other%20things/Helsinki-July2006/DSCN0245.jpg)<br><span class="bbc_u"><strong> Characters:</strong></span><br><br>Me -Bella90- : Rozalinda Frost, Melina Cyverti.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;Nim: Mae <br><br>&nbsp;Kiric Rand: Richard Allen Masters<br><br>FallenFeather: Lynette Rue Arianne,&nbsp; &nbsp;Alexiel Anahera<br><br>bluemoon: Zhi-Halu Eowin Emairun<br>&nbsp;<br>Lira:Christine Lynn Baker<br><br>Kate: Uranda<br><br>Magma1519: Gordarath <br><br>&nbsp;_________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;Taken or untaken positions:<br><br>&nbsp;<span class="bbc_u">2</span> council members. 5 positions left for that.&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>&nbsp;<span class="bbc_u">3</span> elder councils members (all open)<br><br>&nbsp;<span class="bbc_u">2</span> Blackentry (the '<em>thief</em>') &nbsp;still open for more, but enough to start.<br><br>&nbsp;<span class="bbc_u">3</span> party members taken, <strong>9</strong> or more open. <br><br>&nbsp;<span class="bbc_u">2</span>creatures or humans...etc, from the old world. <strong>OPEN</strong>. <br><br>&nbsp; <em>-Note that each player can open up to four characters. also note that some chacters along the game are not main character ex: bar tender, taxi driver..etc, so anyone can take shifts playing those if needed. </em>
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bella90</strong> on <strong>01-10-2010, 12:19:38</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Rozalinda</strong></span>:<br><br>&nbsp;Once again Rose was being forced to another party. Not that she hated the loud noises and the crowded place, but she did hate the crowded place and the loud noise. She sat a corner, being generally pissed gobbling down her Redbull like her life depended on it. <br><br>&nbsp;The whole idea of a loud place, people drinking and the crowed just made her edgy, what was wrong with a nice quiet night, snuggled in her bed with a good book?! Oh right, her friends just keep pulling her to these parties, and when she arrives, she just mingles. She couldn't stay upset. But tonight was different, a kid slipped and his punch went all over her white dress. So yes, she was <em>really </em>pissed.&nbsp; Shesimply smiled at the kid and told him it was OK, but it fact it wasn't her dress was stained, her head was throbbing with the&nbsp; loud noise, and she would do anything to just go home. <br><br>&nbsp;This summer had been like this from day one, if the party was every few weeks or days, she would have been fine, but every single god-for-saking day she would refuse, then her friend would blab and complain then she'd decline again only to agree eventually as to not ruin any excitements her friend had. Roza's hair was pulled up a ponytail, but even then her hair would be separate large loops. A few strands dangled on the side of her face as her eyes studied all the people present. Some she knew from school, some from town, others she didn't even see before. <br><br>&nbsp;Her parents were out of town something about a 19Th anniversary honeymoon, so her house was empty which would have been great had she not been dragged to this party. She rose up slowly, getting another can of Redbull walking outside to the summer night breeze. It was calm, warm and soothing. It brushed her skin like a velvet caress, and her eyes closed automatically, yes she could still hear the banging loud noises of the party inside, but the soft breeze blowing her hair off her face, and waving her dress like a flag from side to side was really relaxing. <br><br>&nbsp;Her dress was a summer dress, cotton and knee-long, tied behind her neck and an open back. it was simple, and now it was dirty. She sighed slightly, it's no wonder she hated wearing white anyway. <br><br>&nbsp;_____________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Ellanore</strong></span>:<br><br>&nbsp;Just behind the cascades in the middle of a forest resided the sorceress. Yes her cave looked normal when&nbsp; you see it, but from the inside it was all marble, and the ancient Greek arches just added to the beauty and serenity of the place.&nbsp; The sound of the water flowing outside left Ella in a very calm state, and the soft sprays coming from there too always freshened the place up, it even smelled like water Lillie's in there. <br><br>&nbsp;The arches were tall and white, circling the place. In the very center of the circle was something table-like. It looked as ancient as the arches around. The table was made of stone, held to the ground immobile. It had carvings all over, graphs that modern humans can never comprehend. One pattern was like grape vines climbing up the sides of the table, these vines were made of marble, contracting with the dark color of the stone, it surrounded the round opening at the top of the table. <br><br>&nbsp;Smoke rose from that opening, inside was a mercury-like substance, intangible, yet soft to the touch, has smoke, but yet is not hot. Ella walked to the enchanted table, her red robes brushing against the marble floor. She wasn't feeling well, for the past few weeks she wasn't feeling well. Vision after Vision, visions she couldn't explain. <br><br>&nbsp;She could only see one side of the conversation, and she would only see people but not the place, usually, her visions were very accurate to the time of the incident, that's what left her worried about this vision. But one thing she was sure of. She and the other guardians had something to check on, for every vision she had she'd always hear the word 'amulet' and she knew more than anyone else what that meant. <br><br>&nbsp;The sacred Amulet. <br><br>&nbsp;True it was not hers to protect, but that's how the guardians worked, each protecting one of the seven sacred objects, one has trouble, all have to help. And every few decades, the hiding places of these sacred objects must be changed for safety reasons. <br><br>&nbsp;One of her fellow guardians was responsible for the Amulet, and she had to contact them and let them be on guard. She on the other hand protected the <em>ice crystal of Zarath. </em> The crystal was safe where she had it, in her scepter. She looked up her grey eyes assessing the scepter. Safe. She knew it. No one ever figured out the place, not even her fellow guardians. <br><br>&nbsp;She pushed her bright urban hair to the back and walked slowly to the enchanted table, passing her hand through the smoke, but no vision came, nor was it cleared. It was time for her to get out of her cave and go to her comrades. <br><br>&nbsp;_______________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Melina</strong></span>: <br><br>&nbsp;Melina walked out to her balcony, it was time to set their plan into motion. Finding the Amulet was very hard, and it would be harder still getting it out from under the guardian's noses. She closed her eyes, and reopened them to look at the harvest moon lighting the town, strange how times change. She gave off an ironic smile. Time, if only she had control of that, everything would be okay, everything would fall into place, and ....everything would be different.<br><br>&nbsp;Sometimes, she herself didn't understand why she did the things she did, but it did burn a passion in her to destroy those who destroyed her and her family. It was a difficult time, time where she had to get on her feet alone, walk a thousand miles alone, survive alone, as a young girl. But now, all that did not make a difference, if she got the amulet. She turned back to look at her companion (s). <br><br>&nbsp;Determination swept through her icy blue eyes, showing exactly what she intended to do, and that she will pull through it no matter the consequences. 
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kate</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 08:05:49</strong>
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				<div align="center">Uranda (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82849.msg3689491#msg3689491)<br><br>(http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/2/2d/Bilberry_glade,_Chevin_Country_Park,_Otley_-_geograph.org.uk_-_177049.jpg)<br></div><br>It was such a lovely glade where it happened. Uranda Had stumbled upon a Demon of deceit or a lying demon a week ago which had left her drained.&nbsp; The fight had been brutal but she had prevailed. Such conflicts always happen between demons of different types. What wasnt known about demon culture was pretty much all of it to others. Others never really would believe a demon, to their detriment. History was so full of records of people influenced by several demonic forces but in reality that wasn't possible Each had territory and could sense the other demos and to-the-death-conflicts occurred rapidly. Most blamed demons for things that were not true. But they certainly could be blamed for many things, including what happened on this field a few hours ago.<br><br>The girl was minor nobility which had feel off her horse while riding with three others of her station. It had taken a week to organise the event and what happened was enough to change many things. Small steps mostly did. The girl was shaken now and had since been attended and returned to the castle but the seeds of perversion had been planted.<br><br>The horse at the time was possessed briefly and rape of the woman was attempted. It had failed no penetration occurred but the important part wasnt that. The act had shocked all of them but they wouldn't stop thinking of it over time some would like to think of it and rumors of the raping horse would spread and be embedded in their culture. More people that believed it the more wild horses would be inclined this way, the more it would appear in paintings, stories and gossip. It went perfectly. A perfect cycle.<br><br>Where it happened didnt matter, the demoness could already feel the thoughts of those that witnessed the event become more releavent . This provided energy to the strange creature which now lay beside a small pool gazing at itself while a smile slowly formed.
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Magma1519</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 17:23:20</strong>
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				<span class="bbc_u">Troy Garmen&nbsp; </span> <br>Troy was speeding down the road. He could not believe he had slept so late and was this late to the party. His loose fitting hawaiin shirt and blue jeans that he had pulled on quickly almost as he ran out the door was fitting for the warm summers day. He pulled up on the front yard and tried to calm himself and be cool as he walked around back. "I wonder who else made it." he mused to himself. His deep green eyes flashed across the yard as he spotted several of his friends. "Hey, there. I'm here so lets get this party started!" His fingers combed through his gelled up brown hair.<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kiric Rand</strong> on <strong>07-10-2010, 16:26:56</strong>
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				<span class="bbc_u">Richard Mastars (Allen)</span><br><br>Allen just Sighed as he walked to the place. He really hadn't been invited to many parties, and it was not wonder why. He always preferred to spend his time at home, working on his next project than to be publicly seen. Oh well he thought to himself. Maybe this is what he needed after all, a chance to get fresh ideas for his works. He straightened his clothing, which wasn't much. A nice dress shirt and slacks, and some white shoes to match. It was far from formal, but it would make him stand out at anything casual. Slowly, he raised his hand to knock on the door. Hopefully this wouldn't be a waste of his time.
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bella90</strong> on <strong>08-10-2010, 00:05:03</strong>
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				<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Rose</strong></span>:<br><br>&nbsp;Rose glanced to the back, seeing Troy and Allen arrive, odd how such two can be so different. She smiled to herself turning her head away again, here it comes, another loud night. <br><br>&nbsp;She sat down dangling her legs into the pool, the water always relaxed her, she couldn't quite explain it. <br><br>___________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Melina</strong></span>:<br><br>&nbsp;It was about the time to turn the clock, just long enough to know about the location of the Mercury lake, Melina held the ancient trinket tightly within her grasp, contimplating on whether to do this now, or wait a little longer, perhaps one of her comrades had actually found the lake? <br><br>&nbsp;She glanced at the baseball sized pendant, it looked more of a half a baseball with the silver crystal there, beatiful as the thing was it was completely dangerous. She couldn't risk doing anything without assuring it first. <br><br>&nbsp;___________________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Ellanor</strong></span>:<br><br>&nbsp;She shot up with a gasp, another vision had kept her worried all month, and each day it got worse and worse. Until now when it was clear what the vision was, she frowned deeply, it was time to gather the council and relocate the objects. They weren't safe, she knew that, little did she know the the Amulet of Azuth was already gone. 
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Magma1519</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 03:10:11</strong>
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				Troy walked over to rose and threw his arms around her. "Hey, how are you babe?!" It crossed his mind that he could toss her into the pool at any moment he wanted...better save that for later. Looking around he spotted the snacks and went to help himself. "Some place you got here. So tell me...Why have I not been invited here sooner?"
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				Post by: <strong>Bella90</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 09:51:23</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;<strong><span class="bbc_u">Rose</span></strong>: <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp; She chuckled slightly shaking her head, "ecstatic," she said with a smile yet spoke sarcastically, emphasis on the point that she actually hated loud noises and parties. But sometimes exceptions were made. "And yourself?" she went with him helping herself to another soft drink. ". 
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				Post by: <strong>Kiric Rand</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 20:06:36</strong>
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				Allen just shrugged off the others, preferring to stay on his own for a little while. He wasn't much of a people person, probally why he never got invited to do a lot besides his work. He could only laugh at Rose's tone of voice. She didn't sound to thrilled to be here, despite what she had said. Finally leaving his corner to go for a drink, he nodded to Troy and Rose, no words really exchanging between them at this time before he grabbed a drink and just looked around.
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bella90</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 12:18:52</strong>
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				<strong><span class="bbc_u">Rose</span></strong>: <br><br>&nbsp;She smiled slightly to Allen with a nod. He never spoke much, making it all the more interesting to just go and try to talk to him, he seemed to be more of the mysterious quiet type. And those were always the ones to have something great hidden.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;She glanced back at the soft drinks, another redbull perhaps would be good. She picked the can and slicked it open sipping slowly. She enjoyed the fizz on her lips slowly slipping to her tongue and down. Extremely relaxing.
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				Post by: <strong>Magma1519</strong> on <strong>23-10-2010, 17:40:19</strong>
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				Troy grabbed some chips and a redbull and started to wander away from Rose. There was something about Allen that just irk him for some reason and he did not intend to stick close by and talk.<br><br>As he turned away something caught his eye in the bushes. It was a flash of color and then disappeared just as fast. "What the hell was that?" He looked around and no one else seemed to have noticed. But it was TOO real in his mind to just be a chipmunk something roaming around. It had to be a person. He got closer and in a flash, faster than and person SHOULD be able to move, a shadow of a figure burst from the bush and out into the woods.
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kate</strong> on <strong>25-10-2010, 13:47:10</strong>
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				<div align="center">Uranda (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82849.msg3689491#msg3689491)<br><br><div align="center">[ Timelike: Mythical past ]<br></div>Uranda looked up from the pool with a start. Something was wrong. A lance of concern seemed to appear out of knowhere. Something she had not experienced before. The demoness looked up towards the sky and about her anxiously. She had lived an eon but nothing like this feeling came to memory. Something ... what was it ?<br><br>Looking about she hoped to see another soul nearby, not to effect them like she usually would but to watch and see if they could sense it also ... </div>
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				Post by: <strong>Kiric Rand</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 03:59:09</strong>
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				Allen glanced at Troy, noticing the look on his face before he turned. Yeah, most people felt creeped out by his loner attitude. Maybe a lot of it was because he didn't want a lot of people around trying to change his works, to let them be free. Opening the pad of paper he always carried, he grabbed a pencil from hi pocket and started sketching a drawing out.<br><br>He notices Troy glance off as the sketch took shape. It appeared to be a large rose, blossoming and a female figure standing in the middle of it. She seemed to be holding a flower cup up, gathering the rain and letting it pour over her frame. When he got to the figure, he found himself sketching Rose, or at least what he imagined.
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bella90</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 15:25:47</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;<strong><span class="bbc_u">Mellina</span></strong>:<br><br>&nbsp;She held out the amulet it was time to go, the little amount in it should take her and her minions to the right time and place. inddeed it would be a long search, but it would be worth it. <br><br>&nbsp;She opened the pendant, and twisted the hourglass like structure in the center. It took her around 75 years to study the amulet's mechanism. and there it started. The bright silver liquid inside the hourglass flipped, the place around her was shaking, in fact the whole neighborhood was, the grounds shook aggressively as thunder roared around. the place around her was changing, the Amulet vanished from her hands, as shock shot through her. Hell. this wasn't good. <br><br>&nbsp;________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Rose</strong></span>: <br><br>&nbsp;She glanced at Troy outside wondering what the hell was going on out there, she glanced at Allen, she walked slowly to him, "I admire your art," she said sitting down, "I passed by the Gallery yesterday," she smiled, "I simply love the way you change the real image into something so beautiful." she smiled slightly standing up, upon standing the earth shook horribly, once again the drink spilled over her dress.&nbsp; She almost forgot about the earthquake to fuss about the dress! for god's sake! it was the second time!<br><br>&nbsp;A bolt of white light blinded her from outside, the house was starting to shatter, making her wonder what the hell was happening. <br><br>&nbsp;_______________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br><br><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Ellanor</strong></span>:<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;She held her staff tightly,<em> it's been activated</em>.&nbsp; she thought. this is definitely not good. <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;Around perimeter from where the Amulet had been activated was all swallowed to the earth, taking all the people around there. The place after that seemed untouched, like nothing even touched the houses, as if the ground never shook at all. <br><br>&nbsp;____________________________________________________________<br><br><span class="bbc_u"><strong> -in front of Uranda-<br></strong></span> <em>over a thousand years ago</em><br><br><br>&nbsp;The Amulet had been sucked first, thus causing a slight change in the location of the travelers. The Amulet had fall in front of Uranda, the liquid inside the bottle gone. Only the Amulet -powerless- remained. <br><br>&nbsp;The others in the party were tossed off around the same area. As of Melina, she fell dead right into a lake. Cussing as she pulled herself out, <em>oh great, they don't have hair driers here! </em>she thought irritated, now how the hell was she supposed to find that wretched Amulet!
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kate</strong> on <strong>29-10-2010, 04:11:08</strong>
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				Uranda (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82849.msg3689491#msg3689491)<br><br>The Arch Demoness didn't blink but a raised eyebrow was impossible to repress.<br>In front of her &nbsp;The Amulet &nbsp;(http://www.moonslightmagic.com/images/categories/magical_amulet.jpg) glittered. Did it change form to resolve to what it looked like now or was that just a trick of the light ? The demoness picked it up by the necklace with two delicate fingers. It was a LOT heavier than it looked. Even made of lead or gold couldnt account for its weight. Perhaps it changed form in the hands of one who knew of its secrets. Either way it seemed like one common to the current age, albeit one someone of nobel blood would carry.<br><br>This was no ordinary keepsake. A almighty splash perked her attention from the curious thing to the lake. Something had fell in, something substaintial and from a hieght.<br><br>Even if it wasnt magical it looked impressive, something one could trade for at least three horses perhaps more. With deft fingers the Demoness pocketed the curiosity, a novelty to study when she had the means.<br><br>Whatever fell into the lake emerged at the same time other people seemingly appeared. Uranda worried. Perhaps she was loosing her touch she should have noticed them approaching her, it could be a priests work. Priests could suppress her abilities. If they were priests or priestesses perhaps the amulet was used to track demons down, this could be trouble.<br><br>Uranda tried to change form into a pretty woman, something to hide her true form which normally she could do at will but her the aura of the pendant seemed to interfere. <br><br>With practice she may be able to adjust her ability to cater for it but that may take days perhaps longer. For the moment staying in her true form seemed sensible as throwing away the pendant without knowing more could surely be more foolish.<br><br>It was rare Uranda's thoughts drifted from what others called perversion, to her it wasnt, to her such thoughts were natural and a dependency just like people considered breathing. Stop doing so and one become weak, sick or even less. Thoughts of the near-horse rape of the girl perhaps an hour ago was lingering, changing the creatures here to be more that way inclined was her objective in Britannia. Perhaps one these new comers could help with.<br><br>Walking to the woman, woman ? barely seemed more like a girl - just blooming in her womanhood, the demoness stretched her wings. Eyes of two deep abysses met the soaked woman's form.<br><br>The demoness considered demons of deception, it would be easier to be one but gods she hated them. All demons hated other demons of different ilks. Uranda could do many things but lying wasn't one of them, deceit was something only they or people could do.<br><br><strong>"I am Uranda. Pray tell me where did you come from ? Are you a fallen Angel?, if so I have never seen it happen before and I have walked this world for thousands of years"</strong><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bella90</strong> on <strong>29-10-2010, 08:17:02</strong>
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				<br><span class="bbc_u"><strong> Melina:<br></strong></span><br>&nbsp;Melina was upset. Unconditionally upset. Worrying about the Amulet without which she would not be able to do her task efficiently and completely. She needed it back.<br><br>&nbsp;She noticed what seemed to be like a demon stand in front of her. The creature sparked a certain curiosity to Melina, for demons years later have been hunted and destroyed -back in the future- to how odd that may sound- Demons lived under constant disguises they couldn't roam the streets like nowadays. <br><br>&nbsp;But the question that Uranada asked ticked a nerve on the sorceress. "Do I look like an angel to you?" she asked her sarcasm heavy as she squeezed the water out of her hair, and the corner of her shirt. Being teleported from the modern time, he clothing seemed rather odd to that time era, but at the given moment, Melina couldn't care less. <br><br>&nbsp;Melina's golden hairs wet and tangled dangled over her shoulder, her piercing blue eyes scrutinized the demon. "I am Melina," she said brushing the locks of her hair off her face. "And I am no Angel what so ever." she stated. 
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kate</strong> on <strong>29-10-2010, 08:39:01</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>[Mythic Britannia]</strong> </div><br><div align="center">Uranda (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82849.msg3689491#msg3689491)<br></div><strong>"<strong>Not </strong>a fallen Angel? Hmm" </strong><br><br>The demoness cocked her head to one side then another as if studying the creature before her with each ink-black eye in turn. If she was lying this could spell disaster for Uranda.<br><br>Only Demons of Deception could tell the difference, and Uranda wasn't one of them.<br><br><strong>"I am familiar with peoples about this area and hair forms of yours I have only seen on Angels before. Women of the Gia about these parts wear it differently and are garbed with plainer colors or courser cloth. Furthermore you have the face and form of one, wingless or not such refinement is rare enough on the modern world but frequent in other realms, a half angle maybe. Such things do exist. Either way a priestess or one of angel blood surely you must be for otherwise I would have sensed your arrival, unless this place is sacred ground, which I highly doubt for if that was true I would be doubled over sick and convulsing painfully. Your tone seems that of sarcasm, but the mistaken belief you may be one isn't without cause. Good woman you speak with a tone either used to power, authority or one experiencing frustration."</strong><br><br>Another thing appeared nearby, a strange metalic cylindrical object, picking it up made it seem unnaturally light. Staring at one end showed it to he hollow. Curious. Very strange glyphs covered a part of its surface. Script so fine it could almost not be read ! However could a scribe quill so was unfathomable ! what magic was this ? It did have a bold icon though. The silhouette of a bull, colored red. Did it come with the woman ? From the same place or a different one ? Did a lay-line gateway just occur, one so suddenly ? It could explain a few things. <br><br>The woman's keepsake ?<br><br><strong>"I am Uranda, Arch Demoness of Perversion. Perhaps your relic could bring you comfort. Please take it I do not wish to hold or keep it no matter the value of the hollow Bull-of-Red Rod. For even lingering holy residues cause me great sickness for many moons"<br></strong><br><br>The demoness offered the empty can of red bull to the soaked woman as politely as possible with both hands outstretched as if it was something symbolic to Mel's faith.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bella90</strong> on <strong>29-10-2010, 09:26:55</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Melina</strong></span>:<br><br>&nbsp;Melina's eyes almost twitched, "hush now demon, you speak far too quick and a little too much for me to comprehend." she stated rubbing her head.<br><br>&nbsp;"I am a sorceress on a quest." she stated still rather annoyed, "This is no holy land, nor am I a fallen, now if you don't mind not asking too much until my mind decides to function correctly." Melina paused for a moment, perhaps she could help.<br><br>&nbsp;"On my quest I lost a very ..." she blinked a few times unsure what to say, fearing someone would go after it, "valuable object, sacred I might add," she stated, "I need it, for I have to head back to my home.' Melina blinked again in surprise when she offered her the can of energy drink.&nbsp; Melina felt outraged! for god's sake! How'd that get here!? She didn't even drink that stuff. "That is a can." she stated. picking the can and tossing it to the lake. Probably that's how littering started. <br><br>&nbsp;"Now back to my subject, where exactly are we?" Melina messed up greatly, she did not recognize this place at all. 
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kate</strong> on <strong>29-10-2010, 10:35:58</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>[Mythic Britannia]</strong> </div><br><div align="center">Uranda (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82849.msg3689491#msg3689491)<br></div><br>The demoness traced the path of the Holy hollow Relic of Bull-of-red form fearfully until it bobbed on the lakes surface crumbled slightly from the sudden grasp of the angry woman.<br><br><strong>"Gods don't DO that good lady. Holy residues taint waters such that I can no longer use them for mirror gateway walking during full moons. Very strange for half angel you must be with fire lashing from your tongue so to Arch Demoness no less sorceress or not. Unless your more powerful than ones I have heard of and if so such events would be of your doing not that of things you did not foresee. I may not be able to detect lies like Demons of Deceipt can but rashness is thing different in entirety."</strong><br><br>Uranda fished the Nature spirit's relic of hollow-rod of bull-of-red from the lake with a nearby stick and placed it carefully in a wrap of leather cloth as if it was made of poison<br><br><strong>"Even though likely poisonous to me, even demons know relics of Nature's Gods even conflicting of our own <strong>should never</strong> be treated so dismissively. Doing so calls their curses upon one's shoulders, and yours and mine both too lithe to bare any without back's being ruined for their weight !"</strong><br><br>The demoness through both hands in the air in dispair before giving the girl a look that could break glass <strong>"Ponder you wrath of bull God could do to YOU ! Ponder me what Bull God do to associates of such blasphemy Arch Demoness or Nay !!! "</strong> <br><br>Full of purpose Uranda's tone changed. <strong>"I will seek Nature guardians to return it to for one moon no more. Hopefully druid knowing of sacred Red bull mutual fate-steps intertwine soon. After which I have no choice but destroyed by cleansing fire to rid itself of what lingering miasma it has such that it can not plague my kin while I pray forgiveness to a unknown God so powerful even his own <span class="bbc_u">SCRIBES </span> he tasks for glyph-ing his relics he blesses with godlike steady hand for quills unfathomly fine ! Such decadent power for ones <span class="bbc_u"><em>scribes </em></span> be god-ling NOT trifled with be !"</strong><br><br>Uranda pointed a thin accusing finger at the strange woman with anxious unsteadiness. Gods was this woman insane ?? <br><br><strong>"Melina I would say the greeting was good with you but your values I disagree with MOST vehemently, sorceress you or demon me curses of gods <span class="bbc_u"><em>neither </em></span>should dare provoke, doing so could unwind all desires formed before chances of realizing they may. Surely lightning Strikes from above while we sleep be the lesser of their stream!"</strong><br><br>After placing the carefully-clothed relic it in her robes the sorceress produced the amulet that she shortly be fore pocketed there.<br><strong><br>"But a moment before your appearance strange half-angel this curious keepsake unexpectedly before me appeared much like your own form. Its owner for the moment is me until I find one suiting its nature, for it is powerful enough to influence my body-changing so ... </strong><br><br>The sorceress dangled it briefly before them both and noticed that it swayed like a pendulum at a rate much slower than it should if it was normal. Seeing it caught her breath.<br><br><strong>Interesting it seems it holds a different nature of timing than what else is about. Perhaps it is from a place where time moved slower than it does here and has an aura which can slow areas about it. If so ... oh no. Help me return thus to guardian owner and what other thing you long for I help with on task following. "</strong><br><br>Uranda looked up fearfully while placing it back in her robes<br><br><strong>"Is this some trick, a trap to catch me in time frozen in place to others eyes while to me and you it moves normally and you sacrificial angel occupying my attention before true Arch Angels descend with angry swords and glowing eyes ? "</strong><br><br>Fearfully the sorceress looked about as if the very thing could happen any moment.<br><br><strong>"Doesnt seem so for if true the sky would move from sun to moon rapidly, which keeps pendant-keepsake mystery still." </strong><br><br>Abruptly the demoness relaxed before contemplating the curious girl in front of her again.<br><br><strong>"Sky-swimming angel-sorceress pray tell me how did you get here ? and <strong>why </strong>, <strong><em><span class="bbc_u">Why </span></em>did you choose to fall into the lake so ungainly and not shore-side on your feet ?"</strong><br></strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Magma1519</strong> on <strong>29-10-2010, 18:00:20</strong>
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				Troy stood in shock as he spotted the dark shadow again turn to face him, smile wickedly and produce something gleaming. A moment later the ground shook and he found himself falliing over onto the ground, the red bull in his hand flying back through the air. As he landed face first on the ground he was so disorienteted he would have thought his fall took far longer than it should have. Pushing himself up and looking around he aw before him the same trees as before but somehow smaller in size. looking over his shoulder he was shocked to see more trees behind him rather than the house that was there only a moment earlier.<br><br>Deep down Troy was not the cocky, fearless guy he made himself out to be. Now in this strange place he was scared to death. Jumping to his feet, he ran as fast as possible in the direction the house SHOULD have been. "ROSE! ALLEN! ANYONE! Where are you?!" He tripped just as he came into a clearing and what he saw was beyond comprehendable. A woman and a...Monster? talking beside a lake he had never sen before. And it seemed they were argueing over his empty can of red bull?! "Ok Dorthy time to click you everloving heels and get the hell out of her and back home." 
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bella90</strong> on <strong>30-10-2010, 13:10:52</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Ellanor</strong></span>:<br><br>&nbsp;She walked out of her home, the time had passed so quickly from when the incident had occurred. The town looked all too normal. Walking out of the forest she approached a small neighborhood. The place was vibrating with powerful magic. <br><br>&nbsp;She frowned feeling no presence of anyone at all. She turned her head from side to side, causing her hair to dangle to the side of her face. The wind blew a warm summer breeze, but the place felt hallow. It couldn't be, the place had swallowed all that were there. This was worse than she thought. <br><br><br>&nbsp;________________________________________________________________________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;<strong><span class="bbc_u">Rose</span></strong>:<br><br>&nbsp;She looked around standing up, rubbing her behind slightly, next time, -wait..what was she thinking again. "What the hell just happened?" she asked, she recognized Troy far off, he seemed to know his way around...Or not. <br><br>&nbsp;She glanced back at Allen, and shook her head slightly to shake off the haze that covered her eyes. They were in the house just a second ago!?<br><br>___________________________________________________________________________________________________<br><br><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Melina</strong></span>:<br><br>&nbsp;"Oh hush demon you talk far too much!" she snapped finally pulling her hair to the bag, "that can has no magical value!" she stated rather aggravated. <br><br>&nbsp;"and how many times Must I insist! I am no Angel!" she stated. and rubbed her temples. Upon seeing the Amulet. "that's mine!" she said with much emotion, "it belongs to me." she tried to snatch it, but before she could Uranda was packing it."That is my amulet!" she stated again. "And I did not choose to fall in! it was an accident!" she said frustrated feeling the blood rush up to her face. "Now, hand me back my trinket." Afraid to say too much Melina disincluded all the part about the amulet moving her here.<br><br>&nbsp;Afraid people might want to steal it back, or worse recognize the power inside it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kiric Rand</strong> on <strong>30-10-2010, 17:54:56</strong>
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				Allen was about to speak when he caught the flash that seemed to steal everyones attention. As soon as he saw it, his whole world seemed to turn upsides down and he collapsed on the ground, his notebook&nbsp; flying out of his hands. Soon he came to, hearing Troy and Rose talking. "What the hell was that?" He stood up, gathering his things. "That's the last time I come to a party with you guys."
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bella90</strong> on <strong>30-10-2010, 18:30:28</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Rose</strong></span>:<br><br>&nbsp;She glanced back at Allen. "You can say that again, " she glanced around again. "Where the hell did the house go?" she glanced around, they seemed to be surrounded with trees, trees, and. also....no nothing. Only more trees. <br><br>&nbsp;Rose pushed her hair to the back her curls seemed to have covered all her face with the fall. no more redbull. yes indeed. She probably had too much. No wait, if that was true the others wouldn't be there as well. "you okay?" she asked approaching him slowly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kiric Rand</strong> on <strong>30-10-2010, 19:42:08</strong>
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				Allen looked over to Rose. "Yeah, I'm fine, just trying to figure this out." He closed his notebook, muttering something about his pencil being gone "How bout you, you doing OK?" He finally looked up, actually looking at someone else for the first time since showing up. "What about Troy there, he doing OK?"<br><br>The fact he was showing concern was an actual change for him. Suddenly, he was worried about the other people here with him. He then caught was had held Troy's attention. "What the hell is that?" He pointed toward the clearing where Troy was looking.
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bella90</strong> on <strong>30-10-2010, 20:02:04</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Rose</strong></span>:<br><br>&nbsp;She shrugged slightly, "I don't know," she looked around with a frown. "we best stick together..I don't like this.." she looked back at Troy. The crease between her brows pulled together even more, as she studied the place, "no sign of civilization what so ever." she glanced back at Allen, thank the lucky stars she wasn't going mad. Reminded her of one of those Alien movies where they get zapped to another planet. Hah.yes..those are movies - she reminded herself. <br><br>&nbsp;"at least the earthquake stopped," she shrugged slightly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kiric Rand</strong> on <strong>30-10-2010, 22:00:08</strong>
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				Reaching into his pocket, Allen pulled out a pen, trying to quickly scetch the two things standing there. He hoped that by getting a picture of the two, maybe it would help them later. "I don't know where we are, but I'm sure as hell going to find my way home." He shut his notepad, looking for anything that looked like a path to lead out of the woods.
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kate</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 07:21:59</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>[Mythic Britannia]</strong> </div><br><div align="center">Uranda (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82849.msg3689491#msg3689491)<br></div><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br>&nbsp;"Oh hush demon you talk far too much!" she snapped finally pulling her hair to the bag, "that can has no magical value!" she stated rather aggravated.<br><br>&nbsp;"and how many times Must I insist! I am no Angel!" she stated. and rubbed her temples. Upon seeing the Amulet. "that's mine!" she said with much emotion, "it belongs to me." she tried to snatch it, but before she could Uranda was packing it."That is my amulet!" she stated again. "And I did not choose to fall in! it was an accident!" she said frustrated feeling the blood rush up to her face. "Now, hand me back my trinket." Afraid to say too much Melina disincluded all the part about the amulet moving her here.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Hush not wisdom of talk of matters more sensible than actions Ive seen from your hand Good woman ! Perhaps Angel found subtle ways to deceive demons for legs like yours prove be Angel I swear it ! No more talk of denying what blood must breathe their life for my eyes can not be so fooled."<br><br>In a manner more obvious than teenage boys Uranda looked to the woman's form, obviously thinking thoughts more perverted than the most hormone driven of men. She even licked her lips !<br><br>"If it belongs to you then why fate find it in my pockets my mischievous Melinda ? Please do not try snatching something from me not that I value possessions anyway but no words of courtesy be unsuitable of woman of any standing or upbringing. Shame n your parents raising you so. Moments before your arrived I was finished a ritual to change the temperament and longings of stallions about such parts. For horse-rape of women to be common about this kingdom enough to become integrated into their culture. Once done private scents change to evoke it ever more. Three Moons see women more often riding below not above such beasts for journeys to yonder townships. <br><br>Interrupting demons from such work more than volunteers for its aidful coming most surely. A beauty of the likes of you being publicly taken so would speedily manage acceptance three fold. Of your face form for such lovely happenings be tapestries and statues celebrating halls of temples come. If not angel to others now after such to others most definitely be eternal in minds, thoughts and loin-stirrings of followers pray be soonful. Perhaps be your current wetness more destined measure of such honored anticipation? Master masons and weavers be pleasure for thee direction"<br><br>The Demoness didnt say it as a threat, the question seemed more an offer and a hope. Said matter of factly so fluidly it did seem like it was a typical thought Uranda had and agreement all but inevitable. She seemed taken by the idea of commissioning such statues and her own left hand moved over her own lower stomach as if about to relieve brewing tension before snapping out of it and returning her focus back to the trinket.<br><br>"Yours ? hmph ! If rightful owner you then proof or manners beforehand show."<br><br>Then strangely the Demoness looked at Mel with what seemed to be genuine pity.<br><br>"Days perhaps pass before your mind and tounge restore to sense worthy of listening. Please forgive me judging you so before time recovered."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Magma1519</strong> on <strong>31-10-2010, 17:57:49</strong>
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				Troy remained motionless on the ground as he heard his friends talking. Too frozen to answer right away. Then slowly he crawled back a couple feet before pushing himself up to his feet and making his way, much more carefully this time, towards his friends. "Everyone ok? I think I am. Though seeing that," He nodded towards the figures, I can't be too sure." His tone was very hushed as if the two were merely two feet away rather than across a field. "So anyone got any plans on how we are going to get out of this mess?"
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bella90</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 19:48:41</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Rose</strong></span>:<br><br>&nbsp;She glanced back at Troy and nodded, "so I'm not being delusional and imagining all this right?" she asked in question of her own sanity, in truth she was starting to believe that her mind just went bye-bye back there. <br><br>&nbsp;Rose glanced at Mariana her friend who laid there, sigh. This was going to be one spooky night, and it ain't HALLOWEEN! "all limbs still in place with you two?" she asked Allen and Troy, moving slowly to her friend on the ground. Hmm..where were the others from the party? probably teleported somewhere around. <br><br><br>&nbsp;__________________________________________________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Elanore</strong></span>:<br>&nbsp;She made her way to the council, explaining the odd situation back there, they already discussed the Amulet issue, it has been stated for a fact, that the amulet had been used. <br><br>&nbsp;The council was a mess, everyone panicking, corruption started as the murmurs of the council members grew louder and louder. "ENOUGH!" Elanore snapped eying them all, "It is not Tiresias's fault." she stated, "whom ever&nbsp; stole had planned this for quite the time that's obvious." she stated in a rational voice, she seemed to be the only calm one around. <br><br>_________________________________________________________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Melina</strong></span>:<br><br>&nbsp;Her eye almost twitched, "for god's sake woman! Snap out of it!" she yelled, "before I call the curse of the gods upon you!" she threatened, Her cold blue eyes gave off a silver gleam, "and you best know what's good for you demon," she narrowed her eyes, temper rising up faster than light itself. "hand me back my amulet." she said her voice growing lethal and sharp. <br><br>&nbsp;"Or it would be worse than the god's curses upon you." the woman was cursed enough, she wouldn't need any more curses, "and you will live to tell the tale, even an immortal being like yourself can be destroyed by a simple enchantmen," she snarled slightly, her hair fell to the back , as a gush of wind blew by. <br><br>__________________________________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;The voices of the Melina rose high enough for the others to hear, that not only scared Rose half to death, but enough to snap her out of her daze of the situation, "judging by that," she gestured back, her heart already pounding in her throat, "We best find shelter," this place was not normal, that much the young girl could tell. 
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kate</strong> on <strong>03-11-2010, 16:45:05</strong>
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				<div align="center">Uranda (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82849.msg3689491#msg3689491)<br></div><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> Her eye almost twitched, "for god's sake woman! Snap out of it!" she yelled, "before I call the curse of the gods upon you!" she threatened, Her cold blue eyes gave off a silver gleam, "and you best know what's good for you demon," she narrowed her eyes, temper rising up faster than light itself. "hand me back my amulet." she said her voice growing lethal and sharp.<br><br>&nbsp;"Or it would be worse than the god's curses upon you." the woman was cursed enough, she wouldn't need any more curses, "and you will live to tell the tale, even an immortal being like yourself can be destroyed by a simple enchantmen," she snarled slightly, her hair fell to the back , as a gush of wind blew by.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Head surely yet level from the fall for not even phrasing of sentences be managed in structure of rightful order. Hmmph ! jumbling of words order even in speaking implies words of power be-mixed for ebbs lost most likely too"<br><br>**** OOC: I will assume by now Mel is used to the demons pattern of speak so to her she doesnt have to work at it or I can keep in it if it feels in theme and helps :) *****<br><br>"But even if powers you have were strong such that your intentions work anyway, Really ? Curse of the Gods ?"<br><br>The demon looked confused<br><br>"I have never known Gods to agree on anything, even a curse was suggested to two Gods, its highly unlikely they would share mutual thoughts on its management. To them it would be something to voice their disagreement of perspectives with each other on, Each have their own throughts on what is appropriate which is why they are separate Gods.<br>Hmm, perhaps more dangerous to the suggester than to anything else. <br>A dangerous ambition, contemplating it means you really must hate me"<br><br>Then the demon looked sad, humanly sad.<br><br>"Oh Mel, I was about to be furious retorting the threat. Threatening demones who already possess something you like for you have no other hooks is often chosen by those I meet. They are the most common exchanges I have with sorceresses unfortunately. Each claiming to be more powerful than the last. Each beleiving they are more powerful than anything I can imagine, or have powers beyond what I prepared to evade or face like a bull seeing another while seeing red or otherwise."<br><br>Tears ran from her eyes. But not salt water, it seemed black ink instead. <br><br>"But I am ~ARCH~ Demoness, it doesnt mean I am stronger in witchery as your sorcery, it simply means I am ancient, perhaps not immortal, but closer to it than most creatures here. <br><br>IF your serious about my destruction, for you to manage it you firstly would need to remove all of what is perversion first. And perversion simply is what one culture considers exotically strange - while also removing the conditions which create new ones also.<br><br>Once so I would have no place to reform. A monoculture, one that has no other culture it disagrees with, one which no conflicting perspectives arise within. Such a thing is a grand ambition, although a horrible one. <br><br>What cruel creature would remove the world of such variation. Surely variation is the spice of life, the joy that brings wonders into the world. Oh Mel... really ? And to see such a thing an enchantment destroying me ?&nbsp; Perhaps an enchantment can do all of this and take me with it, but its unlikely to be a simple one Melinda, or sorceresses I have faced before you would have already tried it."<br><br>The demoness sniffed, as if ... emotionally hurt.<br><br>"But comparing power by throwing each other threats is like men comparing muscles. Even a weak man that knows poision could topple the other, if harm you really intend towards me, dont give warnings to place them on guard while planing something of their own." <br><br>Her inky tears streamed, it didnt seem an act<br><br>"In this vain I do know you may likely cause me suffering if your plan was to do so. But if injury you desired know you already dealt nasty blows to my soul already your own poision more horrible than blue flames which errupt from clicked fingertips"<br><br>She wiped her face with her robed hand, but more inky tears followed<br><br>"A dream of mine which I hoped would appeal to you met with contempt.<br>Talk of cursing me with not the ill will of one god but many. <br><br>Your needfullness for this trinket, a need so strong patience to show some manners first an intollerable concept? Hmm&nbsp; Then it owns much of your soul already. Perhaps the curse is knowing of it, wanting it."<br><br>The demoness stetched her wings but didnt seem keen to take flight.<br>&nbsp;<br>"I am a Arch demoness of perversion, not of frustration, not of anger, not of deception nor vengeance nor hate. Such things sicken me like the tainted-toxin of holy water. If it truely means so much to you, if your not it's, then its yours"<br><br>Uranda produced it from her pocket and gave it to the sorceress. <br><br>"I hope it brings you more happiness than what it gave me. Demons like myself do hope for others to live in happiness Mel, we really do. not beleiving so one thing most don't know about us. Hope to live in harmony together is a dream I have, one that will not be found by keeping this from you."
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bella90</strong> on <strong>04-11-2010, 10:24:19</strong>
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				<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Melina:</strong></span><br><br>&nbsp;She sighed slightly, "it is Melina, not Mel."&nbsp; she stated.<br>&nbsp;Melina frowned slightly, seeing the state of the demoness, occassionally,when she's not busy being annoyed, Melina felt a slight twinge if guilt, and usually she'd push it away but she was feeling quite generous.<br><br>&nbsp;"demoness of the Arch?" she asked curiously, "in all my years never, heard, read," she gestured to her fingers numbering. "seen, or met them before," Melina slowly placed the amulet in her pocket. <br><br>&nbsp;"indeed gods do not agree on one thng, still each of their curses combined together is not enjoyable," she stated her voice grim.<br><br>&nbsp;Perhaps she could make use of this aquaintence, "what was your name again demoness?" she asked wrapping her fingers around the amulet tightly. <br><br>&nbsp;She had a mission, one that would fix all the mistakes she made. She sighed quietly at the thought, she was truly a step closer to her goal, finding that lake.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Magma1519</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 05:19:49</strong>
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				Troy was quick to agree with finding shelter. He had just risen to his feet when the demon spread her wings. Hastely he bolted forward only to trip on another root, fall over and crawl several feet before standing to run again. Looking back briefly he noticed he was now alone. The others had not followed, not as fast anyway. "Hey guys! Where are you?! Come on this is not funny!" He turned and began to walk back in the direction he came...or thought he came anyway. He had not left tracks on the hard ground. He began to frantically search around when he froze again. A pair of eyes peered out at him from under a nearby bush. The eyes, and unearthly purple, glowed up at him. A sound rose from the bush, <em>was that a purr?</em> slowly the figure crawled out from the bush. A small, feline-like, creature emerged. Her body that of a small female human, no bigger than a child yet well developed figure, was covered head to toe in and short furry coat resembling that of a white tiger. A brown loin cloth and bra were all the clothing she had on. Troy stood dumbfounded as she appeared. Hypnotised by her eyes and beauty he was powerless to speak. She moved closer to him and extended he hand, human but with claws as fingernails, out to him.<br><br><br>Seraphina<br><br>Seraphina lay curled up under her bush enjoying a small cat nap. Her ears perked up instantly as she heard the rustle of leaves nearby and the sound of footsteps running close. "Now who could that be I wonder?" Licking her paw and rubbing her face quickly ensuring her presentability. Suddenly the creature feel with a loud thud. This was truly odd. No one would make such a hasty fall if they were familiar with these woods, it must be a stranger. Her curiosity perked and grew even more as the strange figure loomed loser shouting to no-one she could see. She watched him carefully when suddenly his gaze met hers. His face was beautiful and not of this place. Her interest was now completely perked and she could not contain herself enough to silence a soft purr. Cautiously she emerged from her resting place and stretched before standing. His eyes held no illintent towards her as she moved and so she became more bold and extended her hand in greeting. "Welcome stranger, I am Seraphina, Mistress of the Woods. What manner of creature are you? 
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Magma1519</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 05:38:12</strong>
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				Gordarath <br><br>Gordarath sat on his skull throne gazing longingly into his crystal orb. Several millenia had come and gone and yet he remained vulnerable to the control and power of the Great Elders. Nothing he could do ever provided him with victory greater than escape and survival. There had to be a weakness for him to exploit. Gordarath knew full well the source of the Great Power. Sacred objects given the Elders granted them more power than he could ever overcome. Only his cave of dark fire could keep them at bay. <br><br>As he gazed into his orb though something was different. Time and space had changed, and a tremor shook the mighty cave of the dark flame. He gripped the skulls of his armrests as he peered closer to the orb. The images were yet unexplainable, though he saw chaos rising. Time had been bent, and the Council was shaken to the core. Someone or something had disrupted their order. Who this powerful being could be was yet to be seen. <br><br>As he rose a glint caught his eye. Instantly he knew what it looked upon. The Amulet was laying unguarded on the ground at the feet of a demoness. A strange look of wonder appeared on his face as the demoness picked the small trinket from the ground. "I seem to have found my hope for defeating the Council in the hands of an unlikely demon. I shall go at once."&nbsp; &nbsp;And so Gordarath departed to meet this demoness of such power. 
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kiric Rand</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 18:41:11</strong>
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				Allen looked over, putting his pin and note pad away. "Come on, we can't stay here. It's gettinga little too dangerous." Reaching down, he grabed a large stick and started twod the edge of the clearing. "You guys coming. I'd like to get home.".
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bella90</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 23:26:40</strong>
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				&nbsp;<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Rose</strong></span>:<br><br>&nbsp;"but but," she looked back, where did that Troy go to? He was there a second ago! "perhaps it may not seem like the best plan for you, but we have to stick together, let's follow Troy and see how it goes." she suggested to Allen. <br><br>&nbsp;Her long curls tangled and dangling over her shoulder, and of all the days to wear white -which she hated doing-she chose today to put a white dress, which now had green grass stains and mud,great.just perfect.<br><br>_____________________________________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Ellanor</strong></span>:<br>She paced around the study, feeling the tension rise in the dark court they were in. The argument between the guardians earlier left them all at the peak of a fight. <br><br>&nbsp;The room was round with mahogany desks arranged in order. Three to the left side, and three to the right, and just in the gap of the six tables at the head was the seventh table.<br><br>&nbsp;It was the only light colored desk, made of marble, soft marble, carved with Grecian Symbols, and grape vines tangling around the edges of the table. Each of the six guardians sat at their desk. Ellanor's was ornate because of her ancestral heresy nothing of her personal choice, it was given to her like since she was a 'youngster' by that meaning somewhere in her late thirties. <br><br>&nbsp;She paced around the study, the smell of parchments, and pages of books untouched for ages, Relaxed her tensed nerves helping her with her thoughts. How could they reach the amulet? Or the time era on which it landed? Or how would they know the person, or people after it. This was going to take the guardians all they got to solve. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Magma1519</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 16:14:33</strong>
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				Troy was still in shock at what was standing right infront of him. "I..ahhh...I'm Troy. Ahhh nice to meet you ummm...Sara...ummm what did you say you name is?" Despite being scared out of his mind, Troy did feel a genuine freindliness from this creature. Slowly he extended his hand to meet hers. Her fur was so soft and her grasp was gentle. Slowly his courage continued to rise and he felt more at ease. "I don't know if you can help me. I am lost and have no idea what is going on. My friends and I were having a party and then everything disappeared and we landed here." He looked around, "Where ever here is." Looking back to her eyes he watched how they caught the light and sparkled. <br><br>Seraphina<br><br>She accepted his hand gently, "Seraphina, You certainly are a strange creature to dress so."&nbsp; She sniffed at him, investigating this new person. He did not smell of the evil sort, perhaps this creature is a new friend. "You do not know of the Great Woods?" She snorted a little indignation at him. "You certainly are not from around here are you? Did you say you have friends here with you, where are they at?" She looked around slightly nervous. Perhaps his friendly nature was just a distraction so someone else could sneak up on her. Her sharp eyes scanned the area as heard ears twisted searching for an unfamiliar sound.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kate</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 14:15:27</strong>
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				[OOC: OMG i forgot all about this thread ! love this one - i will post tomorrow ! promise ]
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kate</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 14:03:38</strong>
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				<div align="center">Uranda (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82849.msg3689491#msg3689491)<br></div><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">She sighed slightly, "it is Melina, not Mel."&nbsp; she stated.<br>&nbsp;Melina frowned slightly, seeing the state of the demoness, occassionally,when she's not busy being annoyed, Melina felt a slight twinge if guilt, and usually she'd push it away but she was feeling quite generous.<br><br>&nbsp;"demoness of the Arch?" she asked curiously, "in all my years never, heard, read," she gestured to her fingers numbering. "seen, or met them before," Melina slowly placed the amulet in her pocket.<br><br>&nbsp;"indeed gods do not agree on one thng, still each of their curses combined together is not enjoyable," she stated her voice grim.<br><br>&nbsp;Perhaps she could make use of this aquaintence, "what was your name again demoness?" she asked wrapping her fingers around the amulet tightly.<br><br>&nbsp;She had a mission, one that would fix all the mistakes she made. She sighed quietly at the thought, she was truly a step closer to her goal, finding that lake. </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><strong>"<span class="bbc_u">ArchDemoness </span>Melina." </strong>The demoness shook her head <strong>"As in one significantly more powerful than a standard demon that roams this world. ArchDemons like ArchAngles have been here since the beginning. THe first ones. The chosen ones. How can you be of this age without knowing this ? <br>I thought all mothers spoke of us to their children as threats to have them not wonder off to far. Again another myth false by a stonethrow"</strong><br><br>Perhaps Melina was mocking her. Identifying deception wasn't easy for Uranda, perhaps she was still coming to from the fall<br><br><strong>"It matters little for those who don't care for differences I suppose. To most the word demon is enough to be afraid. ArchDemoness ? Wind of such is enough for most give up on their soul in a whimper, but oh how wrong they are to think so for we are on this world to capture souls or tainting them, our role is to empower them, enable what feels right but not understood by most. We grow with them when others grow this way.<br><br>If you don't know what ArchDemones or ArchAngels are, yet versed well in sorcery, that means your from another age perhaps? Like a soul entombed in ice in a magic cloud only to be heated by the sun and fall lake-wards in a time not known. Or another world even ? "</strong><br><br>The demoness was interested in the sorceress and wanted answers herself, what if there were more like her to come ?<br><br><strong><br>"I should not ask questions until you have slept and have had a decent feed. Whatever your reasoning or what you may have heard, Demon's and Demonesses of perversion are truthful and are generous. Manipulative yes, deceitful no"</strong> Uranda said the last two words as if spitting from from her mouth.<br><strong><br>"Forgive my hatred of other demon-kins, In this way we are not like angels in the slightest. Our hatred runs as deep as our memories of attempts of working with them. We hate them more than we hate priestesses and priests, we hate each other more than we hate Angels. Strange that some think my ability to assume other forms is deception though, for all forms are me, perversion has many faces" <br></strong><br>She cocked her head to the side as if thinking of it then shrugged as no sense seemed to be fathomed from trying.<br><br><strong>"Now Melina, forgive me for shortening your name before, yours is lovely and doesn't deserve it. If you feel you need time to reform your sorcery thoughts I know just the place, there is a village nearby. The place is called <span class="bbc_u">Haraslon</span>, it has little to offer but does provide a good inn that is considerably cleaner than most with simple food but healthy for mortal sorts."</strong><br><br>The demoness walked to the lake and waved her hand slowly while chanting in something that sounded like latin. From its surface moments later two black stallions with saddles and bits arose and walked calmly to the demoness. By the time they reached her they were bone dry. Their eyes completely black - just like Urandas.<br><br><strong>"This one can be yours if you wish it, no need to call his name, a sound will summon him, one you choose and repeat twice now. If you leave him be for an hour though he will disappear, literally, but you will be able to summon him again with that sound of you choice from any still waters for a moon or so before the spells power wanes. <br><br>Likely your sorcery can do as well or more I am sure but you HAVE just had a high fall. Best not to tempt fate.<br>On the way there I will change form into one they know me as, for some reason this one upsets some. Pity they do, for I like it. With me I have coins that those about these parts value, if your as far away as I think, perhaps riding with me a little could be of use to you"</strong><br><br>The demoness mounted the horse deftly then spun about once before looking to see what the sorceress would do. On uranda, a soft smile began to form.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bella90</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 01:24:30</strong>
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				<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Melina</strong></span>:<br><br>&nbsp;Melina sighed. "ArchDemoness, Allow me to enlighten you." she said with a sigh.&nbsp; "In the future, ArchDemons, and Angels become legends, they are not allowed to roam the earth any longer." she stated. <br>&nbsp;And looked around. <br><br>&nbsp;Melina managed a genuine smile, which was odd coming from her. "I'm impressed she gestured at the stallion. She willed the horse to come, it was not odd for her to think of, she loved magic as much as she did undoing some things in her life - or before that. <br><br>&nbsp;"Did anyone ever tell you you speak far too much?" she smiled and patted the horse's nuzzle, he seemed to take to her quickly.&nbsp; "I would pretty much accept your offer, ArchDemoness." She got on the horse expertly, being on earth for over a hundred years gave her a lot of talents, one of which was horseback riding. <br><br><br>______________________________________________________________________<br><br>&nbsp;<strong><span class="bbc_u">Rose</span></strong>: <br><br>&nbsp;"Troy!!" she called out, sigh. "Allen! We should stick..to--.." her words cut short as she saw the feline. oh? Her eyes grew wide. This was getting weirder and weirder.. A dream perhaps? <br><br>&nbsp;"T-troy.." she said slowly approaching, she was slightly scared ...but she noticed that the creature was friendly. She smiled slightly trying to look friendly. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Magma1519</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 03:17:40</strong>
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				Serephina<br><br>Hearing the female voice behind her, she retreated slightly and hissed low. "What trickery is this? Who is this thing?" She looked quickly for more, spying another behind the female. If three could be seen how many more were there. "You attempt to trick Serephina?" She accused at Troy. <br><br>Troy<br><br>Troy held his hands up in protest. "No, no Seraphina. These are the friends I told you about. Please, none of us intend you harm. We all need your help." He looked up quickly and shouted to Rose. "Stay where you are and do not move any closer. I do not want you to scare off our new friend here. She says she can help us." He looked back to Seraphina. "It is ok really." his voice became nervous. "That is Rose, and behind her is Allen. They are friends like me. Would you like to investigate them yourself?"<br><br>Seraphina<br><br>Seraphina straightened back out to standing and looked into Troy's eyes for a moment. "Seraphina<br>&nbsp;trusts her new friend. They may come near now. Just learn not to sneak up on creatures like they do." She licked her paw and rubbed her face. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re:  The Amulet of Azuth. </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bella90</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 21:19:22</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Rose stood still, and just stared, "I did not mean to offend you.." she told the feline. Her eyes wide with curiosity. She took a few steps closer, adrenaline pumping through her. fear? probably. <br><br>&nbsp;Her dark eyes kept studying the creature. This was impossible. Things like this don't exist at all. <br>&nbsp;"Can you really help us?" she asked trying to keep her tone as friendly as possible. 
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