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Vell/Myuler
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Date Posted: 11/29/04 4:39:20pm Mon
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Ryiln/Zephyr
's message, "home or something like it :P" on 11/27/04 12:27:47pm Sat
As soon as they walked in, Myuler and Zephyr were the first two people they saw. Myuler though, seemed to be missing something.
Myuler brushed back Zephyr's hair.
"I'm fine, I had to hide my wings in order to do some research."
"Then where are they, old man?"
Myuler turned, and met eyes with Vell, who was still holding Ryiln's arm.
"Wyrd has them. I was going to get them from him in the morning."
Dawn was barely breaking, and Myuler was up to his old 'who needs sleep' study routine.
"Well I guess it's already morning..." hr coughed slightly and gave a short laugh.
Vell though, wasn't amused. He'd been worried. He was about to voice this when he felt a tap on his shoulder. He looked over his shoulder and found a guard.
"Our lady Emillia orders that all non-forgotten persons escorted out of the city." Vell blinked at him. "Are you housing any non-forgotten persons?"
Myuler peered over Vell's shoulder as well.
"No, we're all Forgotten here."
The guard gave Myuler the evil eye.
"Sir, you look like an elf to me. I'll have to escort you out of the city. Lady's orders."
Myuler nearly laughed.
"You have got to be joking. Do you have any idea who I am?"
It was then that the guard lowered his spear, nudging Vell out of the way. The tip was level with Myuler.
"No, sir, and frankly that's not my concern. My orders are to escort all non forgotten persons out of the city, be they willing or by force. Don't make me resort to force, sir."
"Well then, son, you're about to get educated."
Myuler wasn't looked all that pleased when he moved passed Vell, grabbed the end of the spear, and pulled the guard into his house, where the door shut behind him. Then he loomed over the guard like some malevolent force.
"I am Myuler Shra'Dragon, an 8000 year old archmage whom you've just annoyed. Now I suggest you leave my house. *at which the door opened again like a waiting maw of a dragon* while you still have the same body you walked in here with. Or better yet, just get out."
If anyone was watching from outside, it would look as though the house expelled the guard by a will of it's own, curtains curling like tenticles and threw the guard from the house.
Vell shook his head, and led Ryiln to their room and left her there, shooting a look at his old man.
"I'll go get Wyrd. Don't do anything else to the guards while I'm gone."
Myuler sighed as Vell left again, and turned to Zephyr.
"I have a bad feeling about all of this," he said as he frowned.
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