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Post by 7john7 on Apr 10, 2006 19:47:22 GMT -8
Ivan walked about in amusement, observing the flirtatious Lady's with the mage... Ivan looked at the obliterated dragon hide, or what was left of it anyway. What happened to the good old days? When dragons were fought by a knight with a sword.... Not a 20th century cannon! Ivan did not understand it.
Ivan looked back at the mage with a slight smile, nodding his head in amusement. Yeah that's what I want... A vampiress checking me out. *Ivan chuckled to himself as he then entered the cave *
Ivan passed by Annie and offered a quick compliment. "Nice shooting kid."
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Post by Dark Beauty on Apr 12, 2006 14:10:35 GMT -8
Annie smiled happily. "Why, thank you, sir. I was rather proud of it." She entered the cave behind the man.
Naburine watched Magus walk inside, then she moved swiftly over to Shivelle, her eyes glowing with mirth. Her whispering black mask concealed her smile as she leaned to the vampiress. "Mmmm... what a hunk, huh" The ninja girl jumped back as Shivelle moved her hand to strike her. "I think he was looking at you, hun. And don't think I did not notice your freakish red eyes looking at him, either." The ninja girl ran away fleetly, ready to get to the gold.
Shivelle's red eyes glinted with anger... then they softened as she thought. She said nothing. The vampiress simply started to follow the cheeky female ninja.
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Post by Zeffa! on Apr 12, 2006 14:35:24 GMT -8
Magus' purple eyes peered about the glinting riches of the dragon's cavern, the light that was given to him helping him see. Various piles of gold, ornamental weapons, and very intricate items littered the room. He arrived too late to see Raiku make off with the sword he took. He looked around, using his scythe to sift through the piles of gold coins, expensive gold and bronzed plates, shields, the remains of armored knights...
"Hrm... interesting," magus murmered, seeing his amulet make a small humming noise, glowing from a soft jade to a deep crimson. He tipped over a cauldron filled with some platinum pieces, finding a peculiar small statue of a gargoyle, carved out of a strange iridescant red stone. He held up his amulet to it, confused about something, his stony gaze was deep in thought. His amethyst eyes scanned the statue up and down, as if something wasn't right.
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Post by Dark Beauty on Apr 12, 2006 14:38:08 GMT -8
Naburine was the first of the group of girls to arrive at the scene, her caramel eyes glinting very happily. She got down on her hands and knees, sifting through the treasures. She was seeking for only the best of the jewels. As she found nice ones, she stuck them in various parts of her clothing. ((I'm not elaborating)). As she worked, she took on an indifferent tone as she spoke to Magus. "So... that vampiress is one fine-looking woman, huh?"
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Post by Zeffa! on Apr 17, 2006 14:54:05 GMT -8
Magus dutifully ignores Naburine, for the time being. The statue was fascinating (to him anyway), but it was far too heavy to carry with them. He gave it a final look over, then moved toward the generic heap of treasure.
"I don't know what you mean by that," magus replied quietly, his boots silently padding over to an ornate looking crate with golden lining. It looked like it had been thrown carelessly in by the dragon. He pointed at the lock, but nothing happened. An annoyed expression crossed his face as he realised he had expended his spells for the day on that last empowered blast.
Plan B. The blue haired sorcerer pulled out his scythe, eyeing where the hinges on the box were. The swift swing with the back end of his scythe made a loud chink sound, hitting the hinge, but not damaging it much. He turned to look at the backside of his scythe. There was a knick...
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Post by 7john7 on Apr 17, 2006 15:02:45 GMT -8
Ivan looked about the cave, he saw the treasure but didn't care much. Ivan was no treasure hunter, his values lied elsewhere.
Ivan looked at everyone digging into the treasure...
"May I ask, if there is any other reason for being here other then gorge ourselves with loot?" Ivan asked.
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Post by Zeffa! on Apr 17, 2006 15:12:35 GMT -8
"We're not gorging OURSELVES on this treasure.." he said, giving a leer to Naburine. "The majority of this treasure will be paying the the debt that Thistle seems to have built up, paying to keep the city from being bought by that Saerk Brakkis dolt..."
Magus turned to the trunk again, scowling. "However, all this treasure will be more than enough to pay for the city... A few souveneirs wouldn't go missing."
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Post by 7john7 on Apr 17, 2006 15:23:02 GMT -8
Ivan stood there for a couple more seconds. "Very well. At least your intentions are just... Need any help?"
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Post by Dark Beauty on Apr 17, 2006 15:44:57 GMT -8
Naburine sneered right back. "I am helping out with the debt... but I am certainly in for a bit of excess cash."
Shivelle walked in, her steel-toed, spiked boots making loud clanking noises as she stepped. She looked about the room, her red eyes glowing so that she could see better. "I must say, this dragon had quite a hoard all to himself."
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Post by 7john7 on Apr 17, 2006 16:01:56 GMT -8
Ivan was about to start helping out, but then something was wrong. Ivan focused on the feeling and then sensed something outside of the cave... More then one... Ivan focused in more... They're human. Ivan realized they were most likely bandits, unless there was some sort of hauling arrangement made.
Ivan went marching toward the cave exit and drew his sword. He did not know the intentions of this new development as of yet. "Shivelle." Ivan beckoned as he continued to walk. He figured she sensed the presence anyway.
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Post by Zeffa! on Apr 18, 2006 9:07:16 GMT -8
At hearing the Vampiress' name, Magus turned his head for a moment, peering at Ivan. He seemed to have heard something... But whatever it was could wait. HE wanted to open this chest... He moved to look at the lock, thinking perhaps he could pick it, when his hand, which was on the roof of the chest, pushed the top open. ... It wasn't locked in the first place. Magus scowled, his pale face finding a bit of color. Inside were broken bottles, likely potions, ruined scrolls, likely ruined by broken bottles, and a spellbook, along with very few intact scrolls. Magus pulled forth the spellbook, placing it apparantly in his cloak, where it seemed to vanish weightlessly. The scrolls he kept in his hands.
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Post by Dark Beauty on Apr 18, 2006 13:50:13 GMT -8
Shivelle looked at Magus from the side, watching him with his newfound treasures. She wondered what they were, but she had no time to find out. She had not felt the humans, but she had smelled their blood. Everyone has a different scent to their blood. She sighed and walked to Ivan.
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Post by Raiku on Apr 18, 2006 16:07:34 GMT -8
They both fell dead, several gashing wounds in thier frail bodies. Raiku only needed to use one sword this time, his newest weapon would have been strong enough to kill an army of those feeble humans. Smiling wickedly as he slowly levitated toward the ground. He turned his head sharply as he sensed Shivelle and Ivan making thier way towards his position. He smiled again, thinking of what he could do...
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Post by Dark Beauty on Apr 19, 2006 14:00:06 GMT -8
Shivelle stopped dead in her tracks... the scent had changed into spilt blood. "I don't think I need to go out there anymore..."
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Post by 7john7 on Apr 20, 2006 7:43:44 GMT -8
Raiku what are you doing? Ivan silently thought to himself. But Ivan did not stop like Shivelle did. Instead he turned his steady walk into a run.
Ivan came out of the cave and was greeted with a crazy man coming straight at him, twirling his sword around. Ivan greeted him in return with his elbow into the man's nose.
Ivan looked down at the man he just knocked out of consciousness. They were Bandits. They probably realized that the Dragon was dead and came to salvage the loot, or more so kill and steal the loot from whoever killed the Dragon... Cowards.
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