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Post by Morgan le Fay on Nov 12, 2011 23:15:02 GMT
"Perhaps. But I have not heard her voice in five hundred years. The only woman I have ever loved. Can you imagine the loneliness? All my servants are dead. I sacrificed their lives to bring her back but it failed and no-one has been here in so long. I do not even eat. I am a prisoner in this chamber. It's no life for a man like me, who was once master of the north. The birds tell me my land is split into smaller kingdoms. My son had no children. My line is ended."
He sighed sadly.
"How cruel that is a druid to be the one to find me. The gods are cruel indeed. But then they say the gods of Rome are all dead. I kept faith once, before Hades took Camilla from me. But the gods of Rome destroyed my life."
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Post by Urias on Nov 12, 2011 23:17:47 GMT
"Gods do not die, they are just forgotten and not worshiped anymore. Do not keep your love waiting, let her go so that you may join her." Urias tells the man again.
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Post by Morgan le Fay on Nov 12, 2011 23:31:26 GMT
"I cannot let her go," the man hissed. "I cannot. I love her. If I die, her body will turn to dust as will mine. Such beauty destroyed. Would you not want to preserve her if she was your love? Look at her!"
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Post by Urias on Nov 12, 2011 23:33:37 GMT
"I would want the woman I loved to be happy, not held together by magic through centuries. I am sure she would welcome your sacrifice and greet you with open arms at the gates of the afterlife, with your son beside her."
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Post by Morgan le Fay on Nov 12, 2011 23:37:37 GMT
The old man stood and held the woman in his arms, cradling her upper body against his chest.
"Why? Why do you care? What is this land to you?"
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Post by Urias on Nov 12, 2011 23:40:39 GMT
"I am a druid. All land is sacred to me. It should not be this way, it should be healthy not rotting and decayed. The Land is my Camilla, I wish to see it alive and well."
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Post by Morgan le Fay on Nov 13, 2011 0:04:22 GMT
"The land! Hah! Earth is no substitute for a woman. Fire may keep you warm but it does not love you. If I am to die, then, it must be by a blade. No sorcery may slay me and no druid magic either. Only steel can kill me."
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Post by Urias on Nov 13, 2011 0:12:12 GMT
Urias, feels through his robes for his knife that he usually uses for gathering plants and medicinal purposes, not sure if he would want to use it to spill the blood of this man. "Would you be ready to go if it had to be done that way? I am skilled in healing, I can make sure you go painlessly."
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Post by Morgan le Fay on Nov 13, 2011 0:19:09 GMT
"It seems the only way. I just want to be with the woman I love. My curse was to grow old and never die, to watch her there in eternal youth. I am thankful I never had to see her grow old but it was hard, so hard. The gods robbed me of our life together. There is nothing more to live for."
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Post by Urias on Nov 13, 2011 0:22:09 GMT
Urias takes out his knife and walks across to the man and kneels before him looking him in the eyes, "I wish your time in paradise makes up for all the suffering you have lived through in this tower." With that he drives his knife through to the mans hearts giving him a painless death.
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Post by Morgan le Fay on Nov 13, 2011 0:25:08 GMT
The man cried out and fell across the body of his dead wife, his blood staining her gown. The life left his eyes and then both of them seemed to disintegrate into dust until there was little left of them except his ragged clothes and her gown. Urias felt the oppression of the tower begin to lift and he felt the sickness begin to alleviate. It would likely be gone altogether soon.
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Post by Urias on Nov 13, 2011 0:29:08 GMT
Urias looks down at his knife laying on the now empty bed, He picks it up and places it on the table next to the mans chair. He also takes the comb out of his robes and places it on the table as well. With one final look back at the bed and the dust swirling around, he makes his way out of the tower.
Once, at the gates where he left Bearic, he looks through the bars at the bear *Welcome to your new home, that is if you wish to stay.*
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Post by Morgan le Fay on Nov 13, 2011 0:54:53 GMT
Bearic looked up at him.
*Stay in a man cave? It will be alright in winter but not in summer. What happened? The land feels less sickly.*
The darkness was starting to lift. Where everything had been a nasty blackish colour, it was starting to regain some natural colour.
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Post by Urias on Nov 13, 2011 0:58:53 GMT
*The cause of this was some man who was trying to keep his love's body young despite generations and centuries passing. Urias says as he tries to melt more bars of the gate so that Bearic can get through.
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Post by Morgan le Fay on Nov 13, 2011 1:05:12 GMT
Urias manages to melt the bars enough to allow Bearic to enter.
*Humans are so stupid. Everything dies.*
Bearic looked with interest around the ground floor of the place.
*Nasty. You better clean it up. But what then?*
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