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Larry_OHF · 03-08-2004, 12:17 PM

Anarrima 60/60

Ana sat upon the ground in a state of shock or utter confusion. The truths had not yet caught up with her yet. One minute she was watching the arrow bounce off an invisible shield, the next she was sitting on green grass and breathing the warm air of nature. Her goddess shone down upon her, warming her with radiant brilliance. She looked around and saw Brendon staggering to his feet, equally shocked. He looked himself over as if to believe that his body should not be tangible in the spirit world where the dead go to await their judgements. He looked briefly at her, with eyes that seemed to ask in amazement if she had been the one to do this miracle. In turn, she shook her head and then pointed at the...the good undead guy. She had still not come to terms with him either.

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Brendon 25/70

Brendon looked around and noticed quickly that two members of the party were not here. Saithele and Morgie. Where had they gone? He saw Wyrd still sleeping or maybe just resting...and saw Ruby at the lion's side. Anarrima was there too, looking dazed. He looked at her in amazement as he knew that if anybody would have been able to do this, it would have been by the power of her Goddess. However, she understood his expression and denied it, then pointed.
He followed the motion of Ana's hand and beheld the miracle bringer. Myron, the old strange undead guy from the beginning of the quest. The one that had bestowed upon him the gifts, and had asked only for a gift in return from the adventure. Brendon ran up to him and wanted to hug him, shake his hand, or something, but he did not quite know what to do that would be appropriate. Therefore, he said,

"My friend, Myron! How good it is to see you, and here I thought we were to perish to those giants of shadow! I suppose you have come looking for your payment that I have offered you? Take a look at this!"

Brendon threw off his backpack and began fumbling through it in search of the Mist Diamond and Silver Dragon blood. He figured that it was a just payment for this rescue.

[ 03-08-2004, 12:20 PM: Message edited by: Larry_OHF ]

03-08-2004, 12:17 PM	#151
Larry_OHF Ironworks Moderator Join Date: March 1, 2001 Location: Midlands, South Carolina Age: 49 Posts: 14,759	Anarrima 60/60 Ana sat upon the ground in a state of shock or utter confusion. The truths had not yet caught up with her yet. One minute she was watching the arrow bounce off an invisible shield, the next she was sitting on green grass and breathing the warm air of nature. Her goddess shone down upon her, warming her with radiant brilliance. She looked around and saw Brendon staggering to his feet, equally shocked. He looked himself over as if to believe that his body should not be tangible in the spirit world where the dead go to await their judgements. He looked briefly at her, with eyes that seemed to ask in amazement if she had been the one to do this miracle. In turn, she shook her head and then pointed at the...the good undead guy. She had still not come to terms with him either. ================================================= Brendon 25/70 Brendon looked around and noticed quickly that two members of the party were not here. Saithele and Morgie. Where had they gone? He saw Wyrd still sleeping or maybe just resting...and saw Ruby at the lion's side. Anarrima was there too, looking dazed. He looked at her in amazement as he knew that if anybody would have been able to do this, it would have been by the power of her Goddess. However, she understood his expression and denied it, then pointed. He followed the motion of Ana's hand and beheld the miracle bringer. Myron, the old strange undead guy from the beginning of the quest. The one that had bestowed upon him the gifts, and had asked only for a gift in return from the adventure. Brendon ran up to him and wanted to hug him, shake his hand, or something, but he did not quite know what to do that would be appropriate. Therefore, he said, "My friend, Myron! How good it is to see you, and here I thought we were to perish to those giants of shadow! I suppose you have come looking for your payment that I have offered you? Take a look at this!" Brendon threw off his backpack and began fumbling through it in search of the Mist Diamond and Silver Dragon blood. He figured that it was a just payment for this rescue. [ 03-08-2004, 12:20 PM: Message edited by: Larry_OHF ]