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| [p] A Friendly Meeting | |
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| Topic Started: Sat Oct 2, 2004 4:35 pm (236 Views) | |
| Kyonis | Sun Oct 3, 2004 10:29 pm Post #16 |
 
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The man was seriously aggravating Kyonis. He couldn't think of a response to Shynthriir what with this intruder standing there, breathing down his neck. And what was his deal with 'wanting to be friends'? That was just... odd. Kyonis had never heard of such a thing before. "Does that usually work?", Kyonis asked him suddenly, spinning on his heels. "Do you usually just 'ask' people to be your friends? You know what, you're really creeping me out". Kyonis stared at the strange man, waiting for a reply. |
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| Shynthriir | Sun Oct 3, 2004 10:42 pm Post #17 |
 
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Shynthriir's hand fidgeted on the hilt of his left scimitar. He couldn't take it anymore and graped the hilt and pulled it out. His right hand was raised to, but didn't hold a scimitar. A firey whip appeared in it out of seemingly nowhere. Shynthriir moved toward the man. "I think he was just about to leave, wasn't he?" |
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| Drogan | Tue Oct 5, 2004 12:21 am Post #18 |
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Drogan laughed. He was very ammused to so this Healer with a sword, but that wasn't the case. Drogan focused upon the scimitar he was holding. With great force, he tried to take it from Synthriir's hand by using his ability, Telekinesis. |
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| Kyonis | Tue Oct 5, 2004 1:43 am Post #19 |
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Kyonis watched as the sword was flung from Shynthriir's grasp into the waiting palm of Drogan. Was this the man who had just moments before asked to be our friend? There was little chance of that now. It seemed Kyonis would need to pick a side. There was little choice really; a stranger or a greater stranger. Standing at Shynthriir's side, Kyonis held his arms out to his sides, in casting position. Kyonis felt horribly defenseless without a weapon. However, he didn't need a blade to fight; he had his spells. Without a word from Kyonis, the wind began to pick up. The previously mild breezed enhanced into gusty torrents, tearing at the three men's clothing. The leaves between Kyonis and Shynthriir on one side, Drogan on the other, began to dance about in a whirlwind. Tiny bolts of electricity crackled on Kyonis's fingertips. "No," Kyonis said calmly. "I don't think I will be being your friend, my lonely wizard". |
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| Shynthriir | Tue Oct 5, 2004 2:12 am Post #20 |
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Shynthriir had reflexes better than that of a cat. His sword was flung from his hand and into that of his opponent, but before he even knew what he was doing his whip lashed out and grabbed wrapped around his lost sword, his other hand reached across his body and grabbed his other scimitar, pulling it from his sheath. By the time he had reacted to the loss of his first sword, he was already back in an offensive position; so was Kyonis. |
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| Drogan | Wed Oct 6, 2004 1:13 am Post #21 |
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Drogan wasn't stronge enough to hold the scimitar with Synthriir's fire wipe wrapped around it pulling and with the whirlwind about him. The sword flew out of his hands and he gave up. He knew he wasn't stronge enough to take the two on; he wasn't even able to take one of them alone as well. He dropped his hands and became invulnerable to almost anything. He wondered what they would do. |
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| Shynthriir | Wed Oct 6, 2004 2:36 am Post #22 |
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Shinthriir's lost weapon came back to him. The whip dissapeared once the weapon had it's momentum and then he used the empty hand to catch his sword. He saw that Drogan had given up this battle, and Shynthriir agreed. His scimitars found their sheaths, though now the left scimitar was in the right sheath and same goes the other way around, but that didn't matter. "Away from here Droagn, you are interupting our pleasent conversation and are both outnumbereed and out powered." |
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| Kyonis | Thu Oct 7, 2004 3:37 am Post #23 |
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Kyonis glanced down at the electricity that danced on his fingertips. He found it extrmeley hard to surpress the magic; once it had been released, it desired to be used. However, Kyonis struggled and managed to stifle the flow of his magic, and the electricity disappeared. The wind, Kyonis's newer spell, died down easily. Kyonis still had a hard time controlling the existing air currents. It did not come easily, and it was no problem to stop the streams of air. Kyonis smiled at Drogan as Shynthriir spoke his harsh words to the man. While Kyonis wouldn't have considered the conversation as of yet 'pleasant', it had most certainly been more civil than this last confrontation. "I suppose you will be leaving now?", Kyonis asked. |
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| Drogan | Fri Oct 8, 2004 1:05 am Post #24 |
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Drogan appoligieses, "I am sorry. And yes I will take my leave from her and leave you two be. Farewell." Drogan slowly walks away and fadeds out into the distance. |
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| Shynthriir | Fri Oct 8, 2004 5:03 am Post #25 |
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"Good, now he's gone. What were we talking about before he came, I do not remember?" Shynthriir asked to Kyonis. |
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| Drogan | Fri Oct 8, 2004 11:59 pm Post #26 |
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Drogan was able to hear the two talking, but didn't mind them and kept on walking to nowhere. He did not know to where he was walking to. He just walked. |
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