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Post by krystelleaverton on Aug 5, 2006 9:48:24 GMT -5
krystelle sat in the library with her legs up on a table reading a rather lager book, lost in though and fascination about this new world crated by the author. She continued to read quietly to herslef.
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Allen †
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Post by Allen † on Aug 5, 2006 9:59:49 GMT -5
"Hi," Eragon breathed in her ear. "What are you reading?" He asked quietly, placing a VERY thick book on the table, labelled Dragons.
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Muryllis
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"I don't suffer from insanity; I enjoy every minute of it!!"
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Post by Muryllis on Aug 5, 2006 20:21:48 GMT -5
A master of neuromancy such as Muryllis made it a habit to sense the thoughts and intentions of others, and his mastery of other forms of magic allowed him to sense auras and escaping energy as well. Such was the normal life of the Master Spellweaver; his face was usually remembered as having a scowl, for the incompetence of those around him sickened the man. Today was no different, though he was about ready to gag when a new boy entered the library, just as he was getting ready for a scholarly nap. What is this trash, he thought, standing and gazing at the boy's pathetic shot at romance. Silly boy...
"Hi," Muryllis breathed in the Warrior's ear, his cold, raspy voice making it's way down the boy's spine. "What are you doing, desecrating such a perfect place?" Standing to his full height, he stared down the young man standing before him, a scowl of disgust resting on his lips. He could feel the boy's lack of desire for the magical arts, and it was utterly revolting. "Speak quickly, or you'll sorely regret it."
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Allen †
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Post by Allen † on Aug 11, 2006 1:23:52 GMT -5
Eragon looked at the magician. There was soemthing in his voice...
Eragon paused. Eragon shook his head. "Halo.I too, am a magician, just that I have been trained enough in my magic skills... now I should really strengthen myself. " Somehow, he did not like the way the man talked. "Although this is only a small piece of magic... someone as high as... you... would think is only a bit of trash," Eragon emphasised on the word trash, as he had seen what lingers in the man's mind. "but... brisingr." he muttered. A small blue flames burst upon his palm, where a diffused white oval was. Then the fire wnet out as he cut off the magic. "Not all warriors are as... useless as you think, magician." Eragon said quietly. "I will take my leave then. Magicians do amaze me." he said cooly, then he took his big book and went to the aisle labelled 'D'. His hand gripped his sword tight, in case the man attacked him.
OOC; ahh! I don't know what to do lol! XD sry about not posting!!! I am VERY SORRY!!!
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Muryllis
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Post by Muryllis on Aug 16, 2006 20:39:36 GMT -5
Such filth, thought the Master Spellweaver as he looked down upon the boy before him. His calling himself a magician sickened Muryllis; how could anyone have taken such a worthless hide as an apprentice? Then came the revelation in the form of the word Brisingr - his heart lightened.
"A charming card trick, Warrior," he said with a chilling glee. He did not have time to continue the conversation, though - Eragon fled soon after, gripping his sword in one hand and his book on dragons in the other. A mischevious grin made its way to his face... spinning around and heading back to his comfortable armchair, he went back to sleep satisfied that the book Eragon had taken we wiped completely clean.
((*Crawls back into hole*))
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Seraph Attolia
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Dawn is friend of the muses.
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Post by Seraph Attolia on Aug 16, 2006 23:22:41 GMT -5
Seraph walked from bookshelf to bookshelf all day returning the books to their proper place. With a stack of books piled up in his arms he walked back a forth listening in on the group that had themselves a conversation going. It seemed to be going alright except one man had a foul and temperamental tone to his voice. And the boy seemed like the impulsive type. This generally wasn't a good combination.
Seraph put the books in his arms into a nearby cart. The lanky scholar made his way to the group with a smile on his face. He didn't smile often because he saw many things as boring and a smile was pointless. But one had a certain appearance to keep up when playing the piece maker. "Good evening Gentlemen and Lady," he said nodding to the girl. "I trust things are going well...", he glanced over to the boy by the bookshelf, "Have you made a selection?".
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Post by Allen † on Aug 17, 2006 10:12:02 GMT -5
Eragon rolled his eyes over to the guy. "Err... no." He said and quickly looked back. He started digging books out from the shelves. "Seriously, they do have many books here. " Eragon thought with grim sastifaction. "Warriors just ain't scholars."
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