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 Posted: Tue Nov 30, 2010 12:45 am
They probably are, but I doubt they were at that moment since they attacked a place quite a distance from where we were last known to be.
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2010 12:37 am
"Strong hate for mages and Jiluzix for things they do to us. Common tongue so... limited! Not enough change in words for hate, or love, or sad, or happy! No mean to make angry, but even best speakers of common tongue amongst us, frustrated with it!"
The short demon gave a little bit of a laugh.
"Example... Hate, or... loathe, or.... other words for it, not strong enough sometimes, unless add very very strong, or describing words that add much fake feeling to basic words. Common tongue have a few words for hate, love, and more, but....
...We have so many good words for love, or hate! To describe hate of enemy, short fake hate of friend (temporary hatred or dislike), to describe hate of thing, of place, of family, of how weak, or strong hate is. Maybe over.... 100 different word sounds for hate for us, but more for love and happy feelings.
Want hear word we often use for hate for Niearcim? Almost like very powerful swear."
An older sounding voice echoed out from further in the cavern camp.
"It might as well be. So these are the angelics I've been informed about today. My apologies for not introducing myself earlier, I wager I could have helped remove a lot of the confusion and conflict from my kind's first meeting with you all if I had been well..."
A wounded looking, and apparently much older due to the large amount of wrinkles and other telltale signs, lightning imp hovered on a small ball of electricity toward them. There was some struggle and effort on his face, as apparently seemed injured in some manner that suggests it was taking more effort for the imps to heal him than usual.
"Call me Johnathon. It's not my actual name, but our names are difficult to pronounce for those new to our dialect of demonic tongue. I hope you have rested well, white necromancer?"
"How did you... Yes, actually, even though not for very long. I barely remember passing out."
"Elders like me can sense many energies, thanks mostly to our electrical sort of make up. I've rarely come across white necromancers, but something about them leaves quite an impression. I've dabbled just very little in the art, carefully, but I've never learned anything too significant. We suspect there's something cursed on me that's preventing me from healing fully, part of the reason I have a curiosity in the magic form to see if I could find and reverse the effect."
"Interesting..."
"I've always been told of the reason you're here. I hope it is the will of the Almighty that you've been sent here. I was thinking, perhaps we could communicate with all the other branches of my people and coerce them into aiding you however we can. Though we hide in the stones and caverns, we wish to one day strike back at those that enslaved us all and torture the living of many worlds. Maybe in kind, if you would be so kind, you could perhaps teach me?"
Jacob grinned. There was a strong hunch, something he sensed about the old imp that he really liked.
"I'll teach you, sure. I would be glad to help, and to accept your help as well. I'm also interested in learning about your kind and culture. I get the feeling there's much we could learn from each other."
"Wonderful! By the way, if you want to really insult and piss off a Niearcim, call them a... glk'snrrkshizglarc. The closest sense of how strong that word of hate is, translates to something similar to, 'Your father still suckles at his mother's teat, your mother gave birth to you in a pile of manure, and your so called God still masturbates to itself in it's illusions of wanting to be powerful, when it can not even match the strength of a small insect."
The short, elder demon imp grinned with a bit of electric sparkle in his eyes, obviously to Rosemary thinking about some past times he's used the insult on mages in his younger days.
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 12:10 am
"I don't see how adding words to describe takes away from an insult. I find that having to think on and adding words is much more a much more creative insult over using a single vulgar word which anyone can use. If you're cleaver enough you can insult a person without them knowing it."
She smiled at Jacob and said, "thy vile canker-blossom'd countenance curdles milk and sours the blood."
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 1:28 am
It was about this time Sephiroth began to wake. It was a sort of odd sensation transitioning back from his mom being at the front to his normal self. He blinked a couple times knowing instantly what happened while he was out and in knowing this he asked Fa'Jenul if she wanted to walk about freely for now. He got out a Bible with room for notes and a highlighter and started to highlight several pages including Leviticus 19: 15-18, Matthew 5: 43-38, Mark 12: 28-34, John 12: 34-35, Romans 12: 9-21 and underlined 17-21 with a normal pen and wrote a note to the side and that basically said that it didn't mean they couldn't defend themselves, just to not seek revenge or do it with rage in their heart. He highlighted other passages and bookmarked several pages including the ones mentioned along with the 10 commandments of God.
While he did this he said to Johnathan, "the Spirit urged us (meaning the angels) to come. Can you read 'common' as well?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 2:24 am
Jacob gave a slight chuckle. "Oh, I'm sure my countenance sours the blood, Rosemary..." Mentally, he had a slight naughty grin and flashed her a mental image of herself sensually feeding off his neck for a brief second or two, while making extra sure the thought was just between him and her... and possibly Veni. The thought of, that's why you like to feed off me so much ran through her mind with a grin.
Johnathon looked confused for a moment at what Rosemary had said, but just seemed to smile in a somewhat understanding manner. He knew that in some way, what Rosemary said had to be some sort of joking insult to her mate. His attention was then turned towards Sephiroth, whom Fal'jenul had just separated from and gave a little wave to the imps as she found a place to seat herself. She still sat near her son, however.
"Ah, good. It's the Almighty's will that you're here then. Yes, I read common well enough. I wish I could say the same for all of my people... is... is that a holy book you have with you?"
Johnathon seemed to smile for a different reason entirely, gazing upon what Sephiroth held in his hands.
"Such contraband. We had one or two of those tomes amongst the hundreds of us once, but they were all discovered by Jiluzix and torn to shreds. Only a few of us had just barely begun to scratch the surface of what was inside of them, but we elders can sense that there's something vital about them. Would you have me read this?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 12:16 am
Rosemary licked her lips and said, "I had said the equivalent of you are ugly to him. And you make a goblin mother seem as a feather what with your lard-bloated footfall. In other words, you are fat."
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 12:30 am
Sephiroth paused at what he was doing when his mom left and shook his head. He felt tired in a way again because he felt weaker than he did a moment before. "I intend to give it to you," he said and highlighted most of Deuteronomy 6. "It seems to me like you didn't get the opportunity to read much more than the first book which states there is a God in the first chapter. I am highlighting and marking some of the messages that I believe greatly applies to you from some of what I have heard said and should be read first in case this one is destroyed as well before you get much further."
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 12:44 am
Johnathon gave a bit of a laugh.
"You ever fight one of those goblin mothers? Such large, disgusting and foul smelling creatures! It does not help that they continuously keep birthing scythe goblins while lunging at you.
I thank you for this gift, angelic Sephiroth. You are correct, I hadn't had much time to read my last biblical writings before they were destroyed. I idly wonder what it was that I had said that would make urge you to make me read this. In fact, I almost would wish you to tell me..."
He chortled lightly.
"The fact that we are souls in hell demon bodies means we are certainly far from perfect and have done some manner of wrong in a past life. I'd like to avoid going back to Hell if possible whenever my time comes again. Lucifer is similar to the Niearcim in that he is not a kind master at all."
Jacob: ...He doesn't know about Heegh.
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 1:10 am
Sephiroth looked at Thas. "Please, there is no need to give me a title before my name lest I start calling you elder Johnathon. Knowing as much as you can and earnestly trying your best willingly and with love is what God wants the most I think. It is what everyone has been saying; hate, vengeance, striking back at those who wronged you... one can... get carried away with that... I highlighted what it has to say on such a matter. Being earnest in your belief is what matters, but once you're not ignorant on a subject God expects a person to try their best to follow it if they decide they love Him."
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 6:14 pm
"Very well then, as I would not want a title to my name either."
Johnathon scratched his chin in though and nodded.
"Understood. I'll take that piece of wisdom carefully and use it as well as I can."
"Johnathon, there is a bit of information I believe you would find interesting. Lucifer is no longer the current Satan. Due to a rather long and somewhat complicated series of events, the fallen angel Heegh has become the new Satan."
"Heegh? The one that if I recall somewhat correctly so many years ago from stories told by my family, was locked in a dagger because he gained wrathful bloodlust?"
Thas nodded, then proceeded to briefly explain the events that lead up to Heegh's current position in Hell.
"It seems that lately though, he's been learning to steel his temper some, and be more crafty than he normally would be. A dangerous combination in one such as him. But vigilance, wariness, and faith will help to avoid the traps he'll set, or at least come out alright in the end."
Johnathon nodded, then winced in pain, grabbing one of his lame legs. Jacob squinted his eyes in a studious manner, noticing something out of place on the imp.... the angels noticed it as well... a very faint, dark red glow around the elder lightning imp's feet.
"What I think is the hex is acting up again... it causes me a fair amount of pain every so often. I've studied what I could, but I still can not find it's cause..."
Jacob: "I could take a look, if you want. Maybe discover what sort of curse it is..."
Heal him. Hands upon his soles, and drain away the evil.
It was a voice that was barely above a whisper, but all the angelic beings heard it clearly. Jacob was frowning after examining the imp's feet, the elder imp wanting to know the bad news, no matter how terrible it may be.
"It's some manner of soul snatching curse. It's... gradually draining away your life force, Johnathon. When it's finished, it's going to force your soul away from the afterlife to some other destination. Most likely where the Niearcim store the souls for energy.
I'll try my best to remove it, but I estimate it's going to take at least a couple of days for me to figure out how it works exactly, and then apply the reversal spell. ...The curse will be finished in a day by then. I'll try my best, but it doesn't look good."
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Posted: Tue Dec 07, 2010 12:09 am
Rosemary being closest to Jacob put her hands on the imp.
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Posted: Tue Dec 07, 2010 12:27 am
Sephiroth moved from his spot as well and put his hands on Johnathon's soles soon after Rosemary and opened his wings. The first part was easy, the drain away the evil part was the tricky one for he nor Rosemary were sure how to drain away evil unless shown how or done through them.
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Posted: Tue Dec 07, 2010 12:52 am
Once the last angel's hand was upon Johnathon's feet, there was a slight shift of energies. They all felt a slight tug, draining them of just a little strength, as the imp felt like something was being purged from his legs. Gradually, the ache he had always felt was being relieved, numbness moving aside for sensation and feeling. There was a slight, angry red glow for a brief moment on his feet, but it drained away quickly, and the angels felt something burning in their hands for just a second.... the evil of the curse being scorched away. Suddenly, the sphere of lightning that Johnathon had been using for some time now to move around disappeared, dropping the imp onto his legs, bones popping and creaking a bit from lack of use as he stumbled a bit. He quickly adjusted and gained balance like a cat though, despite his apparent age, and stretched out his legs until he was sure he worked out all the kinks.
"Gone... it's gone. It... does not hurt!"
Suddenly, he started rapidly making sounds in his own language loudly, as the rest of his kind rushed to see what was going on. When someone asked what he had just said, Thas translated it, saying that Johnathon had said, "By the grace and mercy of God, I'm cured! This is a wondrous occasion in the name of the Almighty and his messengers! Bring out the... ... Shofkin leaves?"
Blue leaves, several feet in size and diameter, were brought out from some hiding place, with numerous peppers growing out of them that were just as blue. Apparently it was a strange plant, but it had such a inviting and sweet aroma.
Johnathon explained that the Shofkin was a plant that had been imported into hell, snuck in, and managed to thrive from some other planet or plane of existance. It was too wonderful a plant to have come from there originally. But it was harvested for it's energy giving properties, and slight natural highs it gave... not to mention, that it was basically a candy to the lightning imps. Parts of the thick leaves and the peppers were passed around to everyone, who were currently rejoicing in their leader's returned health (who also was seemingly more spry than previously thought). The peppers were actually sacks of the plant's sap juice, while the leaves had a texture similar to the trunk of a kithos berry tree, though not quite as gummy. It was exceedingly sweet but not so much that it was distasteful, with a flavor that oddly could only be explained as "blue" in the oddest sense.
"You should be luck feeling! Shofkin only used in rare occasion because hard to grow in Niearcim soil! Elder is very very happy! Also rare that outsiders get to taste plant.
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Posted: Wed Dec 08, 2010 12:45 am
Sephiroth sniffed the plant unsure if he should eat it since someone said it gave slight natural highs and thus he wasn't sure if it was a drug of sorts or not.
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Posted: Wed Dec 08, 2010 1:16 am
Rosemary sat next to Jacob again and looked at her hands and shook them out a little. That felt odd. Jacob was given plant, she didn't eat it, but she could 'taste' it thanks to him if she wanted to. His thought towards her earlier made her crave Jacob blood. So as a partial revenge she sent a the end of very passionate and almost realistic feeling (aided with her memory of them doing such things) kissing image at him and after the kiss she teased his ear and whispered she loved him and several of the more spicy things he did.
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