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Post by wolfchild9999 on May 30, 2006 21:09:54 GMT 1
Melody's wings twitched, and she stepped back slightly. She sighed, then shifted to a wolf. Would you feel more comfortable if I looked like this? she asked softly, sweeping her tail around to cover her paws.
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Post by Psychogeist on May 30, 2006 21:38:53 GMT 1
Ballad's face turned more pale than the Moon. He fell over, and landed on his back, gripping his spear like the sight of it would scare the shape-shifter away. 'Wh- what trickery is this?!' he asked, trembling with fear.
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Post by PixelMage on May 30, 2006 21:45:31 GMT 1
Lyric got up, she looked bemused as the wolf-man seemingly falls over in fear. She approached cautiously, untill she was by the white wolf's side. She looked down at the trembling heap, and stepped a little closer. "I'm not going to hurt you. Why are you scared of me.. erm... us?" She glanced down at the white wolf. "I followed because I was curious, that's all."
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Post by wolfchild9999 on May 30, 2006 21:50:25 GMT 1
Melody returned to her normal form. "Trickery? no trickery. I'm a fairy. and I don't hurt people. ...at least...not without a reason..." she said softly, kneeling beside ballad.
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Post by PixelMage on May 30, 2006 22:49:59 GMT 1
Lyric sighed. "I suppose you are right, I... I'm gonna go now. I didn't mean to scare you." She backed away and walked off, dejectedly, to go to the inn in the small village. She doesn't know that it was burnt down the night before...
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Post by Psychogeist on May 31, 2006 19:57:12 GMT 1
Ballad doesn't let his spear down, though he has visibly calmed down a bit now. Or not? Suspicion takes the place of fear in his eyes. 'And what exactly do you want from me? I was curious, and I got the living hell scared out of me. I learned my lesson, I won't go sneaking around again.'
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Post by wolfchild9999 on May 31, 2006 20:03:46 GMT 1
"What do i want?" Melody asked, standing. She frowned slightly. "...that is a good question. but....i really don't know the answer to it. You just...intrigue me..." she said, shrugging slightly. Besides...I wish to know why you are so frightened of the fire mage and her puppy. anyone with even the slightest bit of sensetivity could tell that she wasn't going to do anything to you... she continued telepathically, inner voice confused.
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Post by PixelMage on May 31, 2006 20:23:27 GMT 1
Lyric walked into the town, she headed to the inn. She stopped, though, as soon as she saw the charred thatch of the inn, and the sign reading "Closed". She sighed, and decided to camp out in the woods for the night, or at least hide in the safe branches of a tree. She turned round where she stood and headed back, along the path. She wondered to herself whether the werewolf had run off... but no, she could see the fairy and him still in the distance. She approached again, with caution. Half of her told her to leave, it's none of her buisness, the other was purely curious.
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Post by Psychogeist on May 31, 2006 20:25:03 GMT 1
Ballad sighed angrily as he got to his feet. He shook his head, and pointed a finger at Melody. 'Listen up, because I'm only saying this once: You don't know me. You don't even know my name, where I come from, and why. And it should remain this way. For your sake...' His face turned slightly sadder as he turned away from Melody. 'I'm not the kind of person you should get to know. And now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to find out if the population of this town likes pitchforks or not.' He started walking towards the town, and he saw Lyric. ' I can get no rest today, it would seem.' he thought.
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Post by PixelMage on May 31, 2006 20:36:30 GMT 1
Lyric just looked at Ballad as he walked towards her, she stepped to the side. "The inn is closed. Seems to have had a fire." Is all she said before she turned away and started to trudge off up the path back towards the forest.
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Post by Psychogeist on May 31, 2006 20:40:55 GMT 1
Ballad gritted is teeth. There goes the hope for a warm-ish place in someone's stable for the night. He just stood there, contemplating his choices. He fixed the spear back on the side of his backpack.
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Post by PixelMage on May 31, 2006 20:52:28 GMT 1
The day was getting dusky, soon it would be dark. Lyric wandered into the woodland, and searched for a nice, big tree to sleep in for the night. Lyric liked trees, she liked their shade and shelter, she was very good at climbing them, and sleeping in the branches without falling down. She wondered occasionally whether she had any elf blood in her, but hopefully one day she would remember, and then she would know for sure. She came across a large, old oak tree. The tree was quite easy to climb, but had no branches low to the ground so few animals could reach her. She climbed into it's branches, finding a nice large, almost platform-like area between its large bows, leaves had gathered there, forming a soft, crunchy floor. The tree was truely massive; an oak of great age. There was enough room for her to lie down and sleep comfortably up there, along with her small bag of gear. She didn't carry many cooking utensils around, she was used to working for meals at farms, as sort of casual labour. She took her belt and sword off, she brought a thin blanket out of her bag, and along with her cloak which she laid down on the leaves, she created a cozy bed. She sat down, and reaching into her bag brought out a pie which she had bought from a previous village. Making a mental note to buy some more supplies, she bit into the pie and ate up in the tree.
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Post by wolfchild9999 on May 31, 2006 21:02:08 GMT 1
Melody followed Ballad. "I can make my own desicions on weither or not to befriend a person, thank you very much," she said to him softly. Her voice was kind, but firm.
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Post by Psychogeist on Jun 1, 2006 15:17:04 GMT 1
'Taunt me as much as you want. ... Without an inn I have no reason to visit that town. I play for food and shelter. I don't have money. Nobody likes a werewolf, but most people like stories and music.' He was almost whispering. Then he jerked his head to the side, looking at Melody. 'Why am I telling all of this to you, anyway?'
Behind Lyric, in the tree, some leaves made noise. Then there was a shout, and something fell to the ground. It wasn't small. Lyric could hear painful whining from below: 'Aieee~! My back!' [I'm going to post the bio later.]
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Post by PixelMage on Jun 1, 2006 16:25:40 GMT 1
Lyric almost jumped out of her skin. She reached for her sword, half a pie still in her hand, and looked out between the branches to see what he hell had fallen out the tree.
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