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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 1:51 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 2:01 pm
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Strider Wolfheart Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 2:07 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 2:21 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 2:45 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 6:08 pm
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Strider Wolfheart Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 8:07 pm
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((Agh, sorry I slacked off. D= I need to get back into checking every so often, again.))
Theras stuck to the inside of the forest, following and listening to the conversation taking place. He cursed himself for not acting sooner and revealing himself. But if he had, then he wouldn't have gleaned any useable information. It also made him curious as to why he hadn't been noticed by the three other demi-gods, until his Hellhound began to stare hungrily at a patch of blank space. Whatever was there was unknowingly helping him. As such, he spurred his mount, charging as quietly as possible through the trees and ahead of the group on the path, the demons following him trying to keep pace. Soon he broke out from the tree's cover, scanning the open space for said cottage the girl with the horse had mentioned aloud. It didn't take long and he slowed his Hellhound when it came a few feet within the boundaries of the house. He summoned another one, and then paused. He had no problem with destroying it but...was it right for a helpless woman to die, as well? Hades had never said anything about that. He bit his lip hard before coming to a decision, his heart pounding. Theras paused again by the front door then rapped gently on the door with his knuckles. "Hello, ma'am?" He easily sounded as kind as he could while urgent at the same time, charisma, or persuasion, one of his skills that his teachers praised him for. "Would you mind stepping out for a moment?"
"Agh!" With a loud cry, Jira stood back up and kicked her stool aside in anger. "Um..." Erik was instantly awake, pulled out of his light doze. "Are you okay?" Jira didn't reply, already bustling about as she grabbed various things and shoved them in a bag. Then she yanked her hammer out of the cooling tank, hoisting it easily over one shoulder and the water dripping everywhere as a result. "I'm delivering this myself, I can't stand sitting around anymore!" "I'm surprised your patience held out this long..." Erik commented with a light chuckle before yawning again, his eyes scrunching closed. A yelp escaped him when Jira pulled him out of his chair and began to drag him with her, ignoring his pleas. "H-Hey! Miss Heron, someone has to watch the shop!"
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 10:40 am
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 12:14 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 12:21 pm
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Strider Wolfheart Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 12:36 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 12:53 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 1:11 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 1:24 pm
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Theras paid no mind to the angry horse. "Uh...young sire, should we..." One of the demons hesitated, unsure of what to do. "Let it go, it will only lead it's master to this place all the quicker." Now that the spell was in place, he let the false smile on his face fade away. He'd always been superb at feigning it though he'd never done so with honesty. The land of the dead was not happy. "Alright then, I'd like you to follow me." Stepping back he lead the woman away from the house, closing his grimoire with a thump. Already he saw flames licking at the roof of the cottage, and he turned to the remaining demons. "You," he said to one. "Feed the blaze. And you two, take care of the other horses." As they scrambled away, Theras glanced at the entranced woman. He still didn't know what her fate would be, live or die? The blade of his scythe gleamed in the firelight.
"I still don't know why you wish to go exactly this moment..." Erik had given up on trying to convince the fiery woman, plodding along behind her. The daylight seemed to be fading, but blessed as he was with night vision, it didn't matter. "I'm finished with the job. Why should I wait until morning?" Jira explained, a little huffy. "The customer is just a bit out of town, so it's a bit of a walk, but I'm sure we can make it there before they sleep." She didn't have sight in the dark, unlike Erik. Reaching into her metalsmith's apron, she pulled out a small diamond flask. Inside flickered a tiny spark of eternal fire. It easily lit up the area. "Alright, as long as this doesn't mess up my sleep..." Erik said resignedly. He straightened, however, when he heard something odd. "Miss Heron? Do you hear a loud crashing noise?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 1:28 pm
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