| Subject: Where Forbiddion was Raised |
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Emperor / Oro
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Date Posted: 03/24/05 12:52:11pm Thu
In reply to:
Emi / Zenra
's message, "Uuuh..." on 03/24/05 1:18:42am Thu
Sympathy washed over the Emperor. Truly the boy was sad, and was quite relieved Emillia had the empathy and the wisdom to see such sadness.
A sadness she had never had to endure herself.
" To know the hell of soltitude... " He whispered, unaudible almost as he slowly stood up, waving his hand as the image disappeared, and a door way manifested itself.
" Go, the marketplace awaits you. Many delicacies from all over will surely tantalize your senses and fill your belly. Worry not also about payment, the merchants all know your under my eye....it's small payment for the hardship I have placed on you. " He said, and he too disappeared from the throne, seemingly winking out of existance.
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Oro shuffled his feat, just a trifle, at Zenra's questioning. His very wings slowly unfolded themselves, just a trifle as well. Only his now pale green eyes were visible, some hidden light, perhaps a trick of the light of day, making them seem more eldrich then before.
" Forbiddion began within us all. Our cry for power, our foolish cry for more " blessing " from the Goddess. This angered her, the only time she ever lost her temper. " He said, slyly. His voice harsh as he look at Zenra completely.
" It began, however, not with New Aurora, Or the drow city where Ceallac was worshipped as a God. Nor did it begin with Dan'Shir's first child. It began....."
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He walked, his footsteps swift as he seemed to glide across the dirt of the trampled ground. Guards hailed him, people waved at him. Cowled from head to toe in cloth, he slowly looked up to the heavens, his dark red hair peaking from underneath the shadows as he smiled.
His long curved blade, a katana to be sure, marked him as a warrior. So, without question, he ascended up the stairs of the Warlord of the Dragon. He gave the proper greetings, the proper ritual was made, so they granted him access within the temple without question.
His cloak following behide him as the corridors were quickly falling behide him, as he methodically went about his travels. A light smile on his face.
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" ...within the Escalvone. They were, the first Forgottens to raise Forbiddion, and for their crime, all magick is denied to them, save one...and thats only at the Goddess's pleasure. I'm sure the clan had such knowledge erased to remove the stain of dishonor...considering how much they value it, and the recent troubles, it would only bring them greater public shame. " He said, quietly as he watched Zenra. Clouds slowly passed over the sun for a brief moment, shadowing the two within its darkness, then quickly back into light.
" But you will not find him there, only the Warlord knows the incantation , and only the Dragon has the strength to unseal it. More then likely, some ruins of anicient knowledge, some fountain or wellspring of information, will be who he seeks. As for who he is....that I do not know. " He said, without a beat, the lie echoing with the ring of truth as Oro's body seemed to radiate honesty and trust during the brief speech.
" But the choice is yours. "
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