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5/9/2015 10:57:59 PM
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Well, at least I don't cause that much of an unneeded mess,* laughs* I have a few things to deal with.*teleports*
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Right. *Armour Disintegrates*
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* A few hours later* *an assassin approaches you and hands you a note*
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*Takes note, and reads it*
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Modificato da Rimidalv Nisom: 5/9/2015 11:10:38 PM*it seems to be in morse* " -.-. .- .. -. .... ..- .-. ... - --..-- / - .- -.- . / - .... . / -.-. .- .-. .-. .. .- --. . / .- - / - .... . / -.-. .... .- .-. -. . .-.. --..-- / .--. .- ... ... .-- --- .-. -.. ---... / . -..- .. ... - . -. -.-. . --..-- / -- . . - / -- . / --- -. / - .... . / .-. --- --- ..-. .-.-.- "
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... *Tries to translate it*
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*you only can translate a few* cainhurst, charnel, carriage, password, existence.
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Modificato da Tamedfrog: 5/9/2015 11:16:11 PM*Pulls out a morse translating sheet, Translates with that this time*
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*the sheet is translated* "Cainhurst, take the carriage at the charnel, password: existence, meet me on the roof."
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Modificato da Tamedfrog: 5/9/2015 11:20:21 PMThe f... Cainhurst? *Goes to the place*
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Modificato da Rimidalv Nisom: 5/9/2015 11:24:22 PM*you arrive at cainhurst, the castle towering above you, the place is freezing cold,a man wearing knight armor approaches you, the armor looking surprisingly modern* hello Stanford, we have been waiting.
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Just following directions from the letter...
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Yes, sorry for the place being freezing.*takes helmet off, hair is a pale blond and eyes are blue* I am the queen's royal guard, she barely needs me as this place is near dead.*laughs*
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Right. How can I come in?
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Wait a second.*signals for the gate to open and it does* I will walk you in, the queen spends her time on the roof, don't ask me why.
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Modificato da Tamedfrog: 5/9/2015 11:34:26 PMHow come the place is kinda deserted? *Follows guy*
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Well, it is in the middle of nowhere and who would want to live in a frozen wasteland honestly, us vilebloods would rather stay away from society, oh, and the others were killed in a war a while back. *opens door, the place seemingly empty.*
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*Walks in* ...
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*arrives at the roof shortly*
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Where's that guy...?
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*you hear someone crying*
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? *Walks Over to noise*
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*it gets louder, no clear source-*
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*Looks around*
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*You hear two voices, one sounds familiar* ???: oh, hello, I wasn't expecting a visit from The Lord of death.*nervous laugh* Familiar voice: well, anyone you have seen around here?
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*Continues looking around*
