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Post by Deliah on Feb 18, 2006 13:40:22 GMT -5
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Wyvern
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Post by Wyvern on Feb 19, 2006 15:16:03 GMT -5
Wyvern walked up to the doors of the church usually churches seemed different to this he shook off the strange feeling and opened the door to the church then turned and looked out across the street, he turned back and walked through the doors closing them behind him quietly
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Wyvern
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Post by Wyvern on Feb 19, 2006 15:56:34 GMT -5
Wyvern walked out of the church and left the area
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Wyvern
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Post by Wyvern on Feb 20, 2006 5:17:51 GMT -5
Wyvern returned to the church he knew something was here but he was unsure of what. This place was meant to be holy but for one reason or another it wasn't holy, usually holy places would be reluctant to let him enter but this had been a new experience being allowed to enter those hallowed halls.He stepped through the doors to the what seemed a maze of tunnels.
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Wyvern
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Post by Wyvern on Feb 20, 2006 6:38:27 GMT -5
While outside he he outstreched his black wings and muttered to himself
"havn't done this in awhile i'm probably very rusty" he flapped the wings a few times to get used to them again.Then after some practice flew off into the sky
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Wyvern
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Post by Wyvern on Feb 20, 2006 12:35:01 GMT -5
Wyvern ends up returning to the church once again but this time he had to go deeper than he had ever before this time he stepped over the threshold his wings ready incase he needed a quick getaway
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Post by Darla on Feb 20, 2006 18:57:09 GMT -5
Darla sttod outside the Succubus lair with Tarishe under her arm.
"This is the lair of the succubus."
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Tarishe
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Post by Tarishe on Feb 20, 2006 18:58:46 GMT -5
Tarishe smiled and looked up at the Cathedral
"And here was me always thinking it was a place of worship!" she laughed and shook her head.
"We going in then?" she asked curiously.
"Ummm I might sound totally stupid here but what is a Succubus?"
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Post by Darla on Feb 20, 2006 19:00:37 GMT -5
Darla nodded.
"They are much like a Vampyre, but feed off sexual lust, I find them revolting. Careful, if they don't try to kill you they will try to ... I think you get the picture."
She winked at Tarishe.
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Tarishe
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Post by Tarishe on Feb 20, 2006 19:02:11 GMT -5
Tarishe nodded
"Ahh ok!" she smiled although it wasnt really any clearer to her she figured she would find out soon enough though as they were about to enter the lair.
"Are we going in then?" she asked impatiently.
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Post by Darla on Feb 20, 2006 19:06:18 GMT -5
Darla smiled.
"Sure. Lets go ahead. After you my dear."
Darla pushed open the large heavy door for Tarishe to enter.
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Post by Tarishe on Feb 20, 2006 19:07:20 GMT -5
Tarishe raised an eyebrow but stepped through the large doorway anyway stopping just on the otherside to wait for Darla
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Post by Darla on Feb 20, 2006 19:15:02 GMT -5
Darla laughed and entered, knowing what was in there.
"Here we come you sex fiends."
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Post by Darla on Feb 20, 2006 19:24:51 GMT -5
Darla stepped back through the door and headed back towars the Manor with Tarishe.
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Wyvern
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Post by Wyvern on Mar 1, 2006 9:39:14 GMT -5
Wyvern left
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Post by Inquisitor Lysander on Mar 30, 2006 10:06:17 GMT -5
The graet doors started to splinter when the Inquisitor blew the lock off.
Lysander walked in fully prepared against the demons that stalked this holy relic.
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Deliah
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Post by Deliah on Mar 30, 2006 10:14:54 GMT -5
Still hidden from site from the last visiter.... hung from the walls and ceiling....Another brave one comes and enters the kingdom of my tomb.... He Blasts the doors.... and the wiff of air that surounds him smells of not dead... but of one to seek the dead.... I watch him with not breathing in ... eyes not blinking... as i wish to know.... what is it that he hunts for... waiting for the right moment to drop down as his most longing desire of the woman form.... Digging deep in his mind i am trying to contest his image of it.......
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Post by Inquisitor Lysander on Mar 30, 2006 10:17:16 GMT -5
The Inqusitors pure mind silenced all obstacles of desire and lust.
The warrior of god had fought in every crusade against the vile demons of man and this was no different.
Lysander walked inside his both colts hanging either side of his slim body.
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Deliah
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Post by Deliah on Mar 30, 2006 10:21:00 GMT -5
Not knowing of his vision... I wait till he turns and silently creep down and wall... now dresses in a white dress.... with soft curls.... caressing the shoulders of me...eyes glowing... reflecting the light of the painted glass... I start to speak not to startle him...
" Hello weary traveler... are you in need of prayer?"
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Post by Inquisitor Lysander on Mar 30, 2006 10:22:59 GMT -5
The Inquisitor said nothing. He had seen and heard many demons even though he could not tell if she was he would not answer until he was sure she could be trusted.
Lysander turnes around slowly his colts held tightly in both hands.
"Maybe child how old are you." His words echoed around the holy relic.
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Deliah
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Post by Deliah on Mar 30, 2006 10:28:16 GMT -5
A look of shock... as his question is not of an ordinary one... I smile and tell him what is pleasing to his ears...
" I am 28 years.. now...from last of I remember sir.." I smile and polietly look upon him..
" Would you care for a drink... perhaps a seat.. you seem to be on edge and you are in a place of piece and rest..."
*thinking to myself....... Yea a place of rest.. like a tomb until i can feed off you and be rid of this curse i am dwelled upon...*
Walking a little past him... only giving off the smell of flowers I turn and hand him a glass of water for him if he choose to drink from the evil ...
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Post by Inquisitor Lysander on Mar 30, 2006 10:30:42 GMT -5
The Inquisitor looked at the glass and his pale hands glow a light blue and the cathedral is lit up spilling the water and the scent of flowers turned to the sent of death.
The Inqusitors hands started to burn him again but at least the woman had no disguise on.
"Demon." he said simply.
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Deliah
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Post by Deliah on Mar 30, 2006 10:34:18 GMT -5
He spoke of un easly words.... I step back and tilt my head to the side to see what he was trying to do.... even with the soft light white i am caped in he can still see the dinge of the dark stains of souls that i have collected in my day....
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Post by Inquisitor Lysander on Mar 30, 2006 10:38:18 GMT -5
Lysander raised his colts and snarled at the demon before him.
"So demon you wanted to kill me correct." The hammers on his duel colts clicked into place warning the demon that he was ready to banish her.
"You should leave this holy relic before I claim your life what will it be demon?"
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Deliah
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Post by Deliah on Mar 30, 2006 10:47:13 GMT -5
I got very mad... and my white gown turn to grey rags....
" I am not to leave here... you have no business here with what you do not understand you servant..."
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