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Lady Blue03 · 12-16-2002, 11:12 PM

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does this mean no more Hazardous Times?

A figure casts shadows upon the already darkened cemetery as it passes overhead. Moments later, 2 figures walk diffidently up to the new grave. One, a tall man with straight spiked silver hair and pure mercury eyes set in a handsome face, wearing dark gray breeches and a bland shirt, the other a short woman swathed in a black cloak trimmed with silver. Pulling back her hood, revealed the smooth face and small pointed ears of a half-elf, with a small tiara set in red brown hair that fell much like the cloak to the smalls of her back. Verloren glanced at the woman and immediatley recognized her as Eliza, the squire who had aided in her escape from Kinn'zuwanik. Scrubbing her already red-rimmed dry eyes, Verloren gave her a weak smile before dropping to her knees at the grave,

"Lady Galadria...it is Verloren..." she voice was tight with constricted emotion, and she reached into her cloaks and pulled out a soft pink rose, laying it next to the other 3, "I never did properly thank you for saving me from the dragon..." tears leaked from her eyes before she could stop them, and did not bother to wipe them away, "You were the bravest woman I ever met, and likely ever will," a smile shone through her tears, "I did depose of my father and set my kingdom back in order; I could not have done it without your help," she stood, "May you finally find peace, my lady," a presence of something watching tickled her shoulder blades, and she glanced around, seeing none other then Eliza. Sometimes the dead did not really sleep. She gave Eliza a hug, "I must seek out Alliene, farewell...Avalon?" the man stepped back and an Ancient silver dragon stood in his place, standing carefuly so as not to step on any graves. He leaped up and flapped his powerful wings hovering, then let Verloren climb into his paws. Moments later, they dissapeared among the clouds.

12-16-2002, 11:12 PM	#6
Lady Blue03 Xanathar Thieves Guild Join Date: January 18, 2002 Age: 39 Posts: 4,557	ooc- does this mean no more Hazardous Times? A figure casts shadows upon the already darkened cemetery as it passes overhead. Moments later, 2 figures walk diffidently up to the new grave. One, a tall man with straight spiked silver hair and pure mercury eyes set in a handsome face, wearing dark gray breeches and a bland shirt, the other a short woman swathed in a black cloak trimmed with silver. Pulling back her hood, revealed the smooth face and small pointed ears of a half-elf, with a small tiara set in red brown hair that fell much like the cloak to the smalls of her back. Verloren glanced at the woman and immediatley recognized her as Eliza, the squire who had aided in her escape from Kinn'zuwanik. Scrubbing her already red-rimmed dry eyes, Verloren gave her a weak smile before dropping to her knees at the grave, "Lady Galadria...it is Verloren..." she voice was tight with constricted emotion, and she reached into her cloaks and pulled out a soft pink rose, laying it next to the other 3, "I never did properly thank you for saving me from the dragon..." tears leaked from her eyes before she could stop them, and did not bother to wipe them away, "You were the bravest woman I ever met, and likely ever will," a smile shone through her tears, "I did depose of my father and set my kingdom back in order; I could not have done it without your help," she stood, "May you finally find peace, my lady," a presence of something watching tickled her shoulder blades, and she glanced around, seeing none other then Eliza. Sometimes the dead did not really sleep. She gave Eliza a hug, "I must seek out Alliene, farewell...Avalon?" the man stepped back and an Ancient silver dragon stood in his place, standing carefuly so as not to step on any graves. He leaped up and flapped his powerful wings hovering, then let Verloren climb into his paws. Moments later, they dissapeared among the clouds.