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Anarrima 62/67
Anarrima was hard at work and concentration in trying to succeed in reaching out and finding the lost soul to this human, who she was advised by her goddess to awaken first. The holy water had already been administrered and the wounds on the corpse had been mended. Now was the task to entice the spirit to return. Her voice took a different octave and she called out in a high voice, which to any listener besides elven, would sound like the climax to an elven ballod. She reached out and found the spirit who belonged here, and sang to him, calling him back to the mortal realm of Ironworks.
Then she stopped singing and fell silent, opening her eyes and reaching out to the body that lay before her.
"Marcos? Marcos...you can open your eyes now. You have made it back."
She then tried to stand, but her knees were a bit wobbly.
"Yevaud? A hand, please. I have more work to do."
[ 03-13-2005, 02:02 PM: Message edited by: Larry_OHF ]
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