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Post by Cien on Jan 26, 2006 23:12:27 GMT -5
Cien nodded and accepted it. "Thank you." She bit off a small piece and chewed absently, glancing at the box every now and then. She had been off for a while, so if there had been any news of a national treasure or whatsoever being stolen from anyone, she had not heard of it.
Picking the lock would be quite impossible... and dangerous, or she would have tried it already. But there was always-
Cien looked out of the corner of her eye at Erin. "Maybe...maybe you could use...magic?" she said casually.
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Post by darksilver on Jan 27, 2006 16:38:40 GMT -5
ooc: I PASSED! GO ME! WOO! hehe
Erin was about to reply when she noticed the trick.
''No need to try and trick me , I thought you heard me heal my arm wound '' she said grinning , showing the bare bit on her skin where the wound was.
''I doupt it is'nt protected by magical wards. '' she said. ''I'll need to find out what kind of magic it is first, or it may be life threatening if it's too powerful for me'' she said.
She closed her eyes and sat down cross legged and expanded her mind to all creatures. The birds overhead the bugs beneath and the wolves stalking the lands.The powerful oaks and the tiny ant. Their power flew into her from them as she linked with the lock. Feeling the cold bite of metal she used her power .She felt a horrible pain flash through her spine but she did not relenquish her magic. After several minuetes of tortuous battle with the locks defences the lock grew ancient before their eyes. Rusting and slowly turning to dust. Erin relinquished her power and staggered.
''Damb , what a strong lock '' she said panting. She picked up the box and lay it before her. She knelt before it and opened it. Infront of her on a silken cousion was a beautiful silver stone. She picked it up and looked at it with awe in her darksilver eyes. The stone was perfectly smooth and circular.
''It's beautiful '' Erin said in a awed voice...
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Post by Cien on Feb 2, 2006 7:41:25 GMT -5
ooc: Kewl!! Congrats! ;D I hope you don't mind, but I started the dragon egg part already...
Cien grinned and shrugged. The trick worked most of the time, but she had felt that Erin would see through it anyway. She watched curiously as Erin sat down and closed her eyes with a very serious look of concentration. Glancing at Erin and the lock in turn, Cien was mildly surprised when the lock seemed to crumble away.
Cien watched, intrigued as Erin opened the box. The silver stone inside it glinted beautifully in the bits of sunlight. That image stuck inside her mind strangely, and Cien felt her breath catch in her throat.
"That is no stone... it's a dragon egg."
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Post by darksilver on Feb 3, 2006 13:57:04 GMT -5
ooc: No problem ic: Erin's mind went blank as she watched the stone. She whispered a word of unbeleif in the ancient language. '' A dragon egg '' she whispered. ''It's beautiful '' she then knew what she could do. '' My revenge on those cowards of the empire will be to bring this egg to the Varden..Are you coming with me? '' she asked looking up to Cien her dark silver eyes looking into hers.......
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Post by Cien on Feb 6, 2006 0:54:56 GMT -5
Cien felt the intensity in that look. It was intimidating.
But the offer troubled her. She had kept her neutral stance without much difficulty, travelling and helping whoever she met, not bothering much about either side eventhough at times what she saw hurt her. To do something so drastic...
Yet it was something she saw in that moment, the kind of pain she had only ever experienced a splinter of.
'Revenge...'
Cien stood up. "Alright. I'll go. Where are we headed?"
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Post by darksilver on Feb 6, 2006 11:24:50 GMT -5
Erin stood up and let out a low whistle. With a whinny an tall, lean. intense black stallion cantered from the surrounding brush and stopped at Erin's side sniffing the egg curiously.
Erin picked up the egg and placed it in the chest and put it in the bag on the stallion's back. ''Were are going to head south to Surda'' she said knowing it would be a difficult task to pass the desert....
'' I see you have no steed. Would you like me to call a ride for you? '' she asked as she continued packing her bags.
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Post by Cien on Feb 6, 2006 22:12:30 GMT -5
Cien looked at Erin, then to her ride... and back at Erin.
"Ahh..."
Of all the things Cien tried to stay away from, this was probably the oddest, considering that riding was a widely accepted mode of transportation. Even so...
On the other hand, walking to Surda wasn't a very attractive option either.
Cien sighed. 'I guess I have no choice.' She smiled wanely.
"Thank you. That would be fine."
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Post by darksilver on Feb 7, 2006 11:59:37 GMT -5
Erin noticed her slight tention.
''What's the matter. You a bit nervous around horses? '' she asked senativley ...
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Post by Cien on Feb 7, 2006 22:11:23 GMT -5
Cien grimaced. "Not nervous. Just slightly unused. Riding is, after all, somewhat compulsory for travelling."
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Post by darksilver on Feb 8, 2006 11:44:11 GMT -5
Erin grinned.
'In that case. I will get you a good saddlle horse '' she said warmly. Erin closed her eyes and called with her mind.
A few minuetes later , A beautiful stunning white mare cantered through the brush to them whinnying with excitment at the proposal to a journey. The mare settles as she saw Erin hush her . Erin turned to Cien. Erin took the thinly padded leather saddle from Thor's back leaving the saddle bags and strapped the saddle to the mare who was now perfectly calm and serene.
'' There you can use my saddle. I prefer not to ride with one anyway.'' she said patting the mare's neck and nuzzling her.
''Er...you ever ridden with elven horses? '' she asked realising there may be a big problem if she had'nt..............
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Post by Cien on Feb 8, 2006 19:53:32 GMT -5
Cien glanced at the horse. 'What a beauty...it looks like I'm in deeper than I thought.'
"Ah... yes, I have ridden an elven horse before." The memory was still a bit sore in her mind. "I don't suppose this is going to be a slow ride..."
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Post by darksilver on Feb 9, 2006 11:08:14 GMT -5
Erin chuckled.
''Not likely '' she said pulling herslef gracefully onto the midnight stallion's back. ''In fact the more nervous you are the faster she , well, any horse will go , they try to show you the fun side. They find it great fun galloping amillion miles an hour but , it's not often the same case for the riders. '' she said with a grin.
''Just relax , talk with her , ask her her name , you'll soon forget that what you're riding is not one of your own kind . '' she said with a wink. Erin lay fowards and rubbed the stallion's neck.
''His names Thor , he's got all the energy of the world. Even after a long day he finds it fun to run around like a maniac. ''she cuckled.
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Post by Cien on Feb 9, 2006 23:35:39 GMT -5
Cien laughed. "Alright then." She sighed again. 'Haven't done this is a long time...' she thought, as she half leapt-half pulled herself up lightly. Gently and almost hesitatingly, she reached out and brushed the horse with the back of your hand. "Please take care of me..."she whispered before straightening up tentatively.
Turning back to Erin, she smiled. "I think I can almost understand why so many people like riding."
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Post by darksilver on Feb 11, 2006 14:59:29 GMT -5
OOc: You can name the mare if ya like i don't mind my charrs not the one riding it Erin smirked. ''You will soon enough . Trust me .She's an angel.'' Thor began to get really excited at the idea of a trip. He stomped his front hoove's with slight impatience and then nickered and reared kicking his front hoove's in the air. Erin had expected somthni like this as she felt his growing excietment. Her strong leg's gripped his side's as he reared and she leant forewards. ''Calm down Thor '' she said laughing slightly. ''I've got all the supplies we need in these bags. ''She said patting the saddlebags. Not coutning food as she could hunt. ''You ready ?'' she asked Thor's excitment getting to her ...
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Post by Cien on Feb 13, 2006 0:51:53 GMT -5
ooc: Okay Cien swallowed and patted the horse again, a rather nervous gesture. "What is the name you go by?" she whispered. The mare's reply was, if not unintelligible, something that Cien just could not pronounce. She sighed and smiled. "May I call you Mayelyn?" As if in answer, it reared, leaving Cien gripping on for life. She laughed. "Alright. I'm ready. Let's head off, Erin."
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