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Post by taliesin on Jan 22, 2006 0:00:03 GMT -5
It was quite warm in the outside; the breeze added just the perfect combination of heat and cool. It was just one of those days that the sun begged people to be outside. Taliesin hated to disappoint the sun and as such had left early in the morning to ride out to his secret getaway near the lake it had a perfect small clearing near the water that had other trees and shrubs creating a circle, not many could find it, which was important to him at this moment, he had ridden out try practice for the militia. His small wooden sword while useless with his imagination it could become a magnificent sword with fire dancing up and down the blade. Wilma stood close by munching on some weeds, now and again as a brunch would hit Taliesin after he ad taken a swipe at it she would gaze up a flick her ears in irritation.
“You’ll be thankyou when one day a horde of evil tree brunches are trying to… pull your man or cut off you tail then you’ll be glad that you have such a brave owner with his trusty wooden sword there to protect you” Taliesin grumbled yet with one more huge swing in which he put all of his strength into. The branch swung back and came back with a vengeance, hitting Taliesin squarely in the stomach stealing all the wind from him and proving once again that gravity does in fact work for he flew into the ground.
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Post by Nathaniel Siparti on Jan 22, 2006 0:03:53 GMT -5
Liekah snorted as Nathaniel halted the black steed. He laughed openly at Taleisin upon the ground, obviously winded. Sliding gracefully from the horses' light saddle, he walked towards the fallen young man.
"How do you fare?" he asked politely, humour evident in his tone, eyes glittering. He extented a hand to help him up.
"Were you perhaps practicing with that...obviously very highly crafted sword of yours?"
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Ivy Valentine
Warrior 
Militia[M:0]
Ivy Valentine... fierce and deadly.
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Post by Ivy Valentine on Jan 22, 2006 0:16:31 GMT -5
Ivy looked at her horse Storm as she rode towards the lake. "Come on Storm... you know your faster than this." she said as he sped up. "Good boy..." she smiled as she looked up to see she had company. "Hello.." she said softly as she jumped off Storm, sword glimmering at her side. The Dream Blade. Her favorite sword and choice of weapon.
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Post by Nathaniel Siparti on Jan 22, 2006 0:22:09 GMT -5
Nathaniel turned to great this elegant lady on horse back. He gave the steed an admiring glance.
"It is one beautiful horse you have in your possession madam. And a nice sword. Both works of art." he bowed slightly, expending his left hand.
"Nathaniel. You are?"
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Ivy Valentine
Warrior
Militia[M:0]
Ivy Valentine... fierce and deadly.
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Post by Ivy Valentine on Jan 22, 2006 0:32:02 GMT -5
"Ivy... and thank you." she said taking his hand and shaking it before sliding it back to her side gracefully.
Ivy slid a hand through her long black hair and rested it back on her side. She glanced back at Storm and smiled as she turned back to face the two in front of her.
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Post by taliesin on Jan 22, 2006 0:37:29 GMT -5
Nothing had prepared Taliesin for this embarrassing encounter even more that he had only met this man the day before. Taking his hand and really like a total child Taliesin managed to stand.
“Um yea cant you see the jewelled hilt and firry blade this sword is the slayer of dragons” He joked trying to pretend he hadn’t been caught being beaten by a tree. But to put more sat into the wound a lady of obvious standing rode up to them, it almost took his breath away for a second time, he had never met any woman like this, her horse and sword were with lack of a better word astonishing. Taliesin looked down at his feet not really knowing how to address her.
<< "Nathaniel. You are?">> this was actually the first time he had heard the elven man’s name, he smiled he would have to mention it later but now wasn’t the time.
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Post by taliesin on Jan 22, 2006 0:40:51 GMT -5
Taliesin realized it was impolite to sty silent walking forward smiled as best he could while his stomach flipped. using his wooden sword to preform a exaggerated bow he itroduced himself.
"I'm Taliesin from the shoes keeper shop, pleased to meet you" he lost his bravery and blushed as quickly hiding the wooden sword. How was he to know how to act.
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Ivy Valentine
Warrior
Militia[M:0]
Ivy Valentine... fierce and deadly.
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Post by Ivy Valentine on Jan 22, 2006 0:43:22 GMT -5
Ivy smiled at Taliesin. "Nice to meet you..." she asked softly, her voice smooth. Her horse nidged her in the back hard, making her almost fall. She muttered a few words in Ancient Egyptian and shook her head.
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Saphira Siparti of Elvinoire
Mage 
Scholar[M:0]
Sometimes your heritage your downfall...& your greatest strengh your greatest weakness...
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Post by Saphira Siparti of Elvinoire on Jan 23, 2006 0:18:30 GMT -5
"Nice too meet you too," came a scathing and sarcasitic voice. Saphira halted Edoc'sil abruptly, cloak swiriling around her person. She glared at her brother upon these people. Contempt was evident in her icy blue stares.
"Well well, dear Nathaniel. Nice to meet you." then in furious elvish, she said, "What the hell do you think you are doing here?"
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Post by taliesin on Jan 23, 2006 3:20:24 GMT -5
Taliesin looked from person to person this once quiet practice was turning into a crowd all witnesses to his embaressment. To make matters worst everybody seemed to be talking in other languages that Taliesin couldnt ever hope to understand. Fiddling with his wooden saber and glancing back at Wilma with nervous glances.
"So...everyone thought today would be a good day to go for a ride i see."
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Post by Nathaniel Siparti on Jan 23, 2006 19:29:06 GMT -5
Nathaniel did not seem to hear him. (ooc: i'm her twin.) He also seemed to pale quite suddenly. However, he remained speaking in english. He had his manners. Unlike some people. "Excuse me but I have every right. And indeed, dear sister, I could ask you the same thing."
His demeanour had quite changed.
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