Ikaros of the East (Changingsaint x Zeth)
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				Title: <strong>Ikaros of the East (Changingsaint x Zeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>03-04-2015, 07:52:11</strong>
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				&nbsp;Ikaros would find himself underground. But he was not dead. The city of Sijan had a peculiar custom. The living dwelled in underground houses and workshops, while the dead were in tombs and crypts on the surface. Such was life in Sijan, City of Tombs. The walls and floor was made of polished marble or onyx. The air tasted clean but chilled, like stone. The room had several empty beds and seemed to be some sort of healer's ward for recovering patient. Medicine and books lined the shelves and torchlight provided illumination. <br><br>&nbsp;Ikaros would hear the words,"You are awake? Good." The voice was sweet, soft, and feminine, like a summer wine. Looking over Ikaros would see the voice belonged to a lovely young woman. She had light tan skin and deep red hair. "You were brought in on deth's doorstep. Do you remember your name? Can you remember anything?" she asks.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ikaros of the East (Changingsaint x Zeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revelation</strong> on <strong>05-04-2015, 05:01:38</strong>
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				Everything ached. He could remember some of the fight, and he remembered falling - or did he fall? He wasn't dead, the throbbing pain in his temple and the ache in various parts of his body were a mixed blessing as far as that went. "Mmf..." he muttered, a hand covering his eyes as he got use to the dim lighting. "Y-Yeah, i'm awake here." His dark hair framed his face, his body covered in a handful of bruises and bandages by the feeling of it. "Name is Ikaros... As for other things, I remember... Yeah, I remember most of it. I don't quite recall how I got here." his eyes got more accustomed to the lighting as he looked to the woman. "Are you a doctor, then? I have to guess so, given I'm feeling better than I should be."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ikaros of the East (Changingsaint x Zeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>05-04-2015, 05:40:18</strong>
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				"I am Amelia and you are in Sijan. You were brought in under the assumption you were dead and we were supposed to do your funeral. Luckily the Mortwright found your pulse before embalming you and sent you to the healers instead. A large battle happened and the client simply shipped us the dead to be given burials. Do you remember your name at least?"asked Amelia. She pressed a soft hand to Ikoras's forehead to check for fever. There was none, but he hand lingered a moment anyways.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ikaros of the East (Changingsaint x Zeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revelation</strong> on <strong>09-04-2015, 08:09:47</strong>
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				“Sijan.” The city of the dead – though not hostile to the living. He knew that much about the city, though as he thought more his head ached a bit more. “Ikaros, i’m Ikaros.” he didn’t suffer amnesia, it just hurt to think before his eyes got use to the light. He did not have a higher temperature, and as he focused on her he didn’t seem utterly out of it. “I thank you but I do not really have much I can pay you with. How did you find me?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ikaros of the East (Changingsaint x Zeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>09-04-2015, 09:06:20</strong>
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				&nbsp;Ameila kind of looked off to the left as if she was embarrassed then said,"After the battle, both sides shipped all the dead here to be buried. That way they won't rise as hungry ghosts. I don't know where you came from before they brought you to Sijan. The customers paid for everyone's funeral in advance. But since you are not dead, that went to your medical bills. We really didn't need to do much but change a few bandages and make sure everything was stitched right. Burying you would of been more expensive, but since you are alive you may keep the left over money we got from healing you." She then hands Ikaros a hefty bag of Dinars. "Your possessions are in the chest at the foot of the bed. Well the sword wouldn't fit so it is leaning on it," explained Amelia. True to her word, Ikaros could see his stuff at the foot of the bed.<br><br><strong>OOC: Ikaros now has the background Resources 1.</strong><br><br>&nbsp;Ikaros can head to the one of the local Inns. The Sijanese treat cooking as a fine art. The highest form of cookery involves the proper use of spices, with tastes varying from moderate use of a spice against a very plain background, to complicated throat-searing spices in combinations that could nearly wake the dead on their own. In deference to the palates of visitors, meals for guests are usually muted and lack the true glory of Sijanese spicing. A friend of local citizens knows that they truly appreciate him on the day that he has to swallow several jugs of milk or eat several fistfuls of bread during a single meal.<br><br>&nbsp;Or maybe he could pursue something more sensual from one of the brothels. Ikaros would notice Ameila glancing up shyly at him from her paper work. "Forgive me, it isjust you are probably the most handsome man I met. I mean no offense.." the red head says trailing off.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ikaros of the East (Changingsaint x Zeth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zeth</strong> on <strong>24-07-2015, 03:10:21</strong>
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				OOC: You want to continue or leave it?
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