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Tancred · 01-26-2003, 08:13 PM

"A shop of curiosities... yes, that seems fitting..." Karnas muses. "If any of this was my choice, I'd be out of this sword and causing havoc, let me tell you. As it happens... did you know that there was once a Holy Order dedicated to me? My safe containment at least." The mage takes a moment to savour the smug reality. "Ancient old crumbling castle, in the middle of no-where. The last of them - an aging old fellow, name of Villiars, despairing of his task, didn't have the strength to keep the wards that held me up and running."
"Then... well, one day, a boy - barely seventeen, hungry, tired and on the run from some family dispute - knocks on the door and asks to be a member of the Order. The old fellow takes him in, tries to teach him what he can - but it isn't enough. In the end, the old boy dies, the young boy realises there's no sense staying put - and takes me with him."
Karnas gives the impression of a grin. "Worst mistake he ever made... mind you, if it hadn't have been for me, he'd have ended up dead a dozen times over, of course. I'm sure you feel something similar."

OOC: Must... resist... urge... to edit... any... further...

[ 01-26-2003, 10:53 PM: Message edited by: Tancred ]

01-26-2003, 08:13 PM	#154
Tancred White Dragon Join Date: April 1, 2001 Location: UK Age: 45 Posts: 1,893	"A shop of curiosities... yes, that seems fitting..." Karnas muses. "If any of this was my choice, I'd be out of this sword and causing havoc, let me tell you. As it happens... did you know that there was once a Holy Order dedicated to me? My safe containment at least." The mage takes a moment to savour the smug reality. "Ancient old crumbling castle, in the middle of no-where. The last of them - an aging old fellow, name of Villiars, despairing of his task, didn't have the strength to keep the wards that held me up and running." "Then... well, one day, a boy - barely seventeen, hungry, tired and on the run from some family dispute - knocks on the door and asks to be a member of the Order. The old fellow takes him in, tries to teach him what he can - but it isn't enough. In the end, the old boy dies, the young boy realises there's no sense staying put - and takes me with him." Karnas gives the impression of a grin. "Worst mistake he ever made... mind you, if it hadn't have been for me, he'd have ended up dead a dozen times over, of course. I'm sure you feel something similar." OOC: Must... resist... urge... to edit... any... further... [ 01-26-2003, 10:53 PM: Message edited by: Tancred ] __________________ \"HELP! I\'ve superglued myself to a flaming bowling ball!\"