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« on: June 05, 2009, 05:11:59 am »
Well I took the trip.
It turned out longer than I thought it would... I've been all over!
And I've met some of the -strangest- of people.
But.... it was nice to come back home after it all.
Dad was whining about his coat so I've had to give it back... and mom's talking about taking me for some trip for gold for her guild.
But coming home after everything thats happened, just made the house seem smaller.
And my time in Alindor? Geez!
Who'd have thought protecting Aerdinite altar girls could be so fun!
Still... mom and dads trainings only really helped a little. I've practiced wrapping the Al'noth around my music in battle, and I can see the small effects it has... but my voice is just maybe, a little too small.
I've started practicing raising it, wrapping Al'noth not around melodies and music, but around any sound or note I can muster.
I'm trying to.... wrap an emotion around it... and then throw it.
Its not going so good... but I've heard it can work, so I'll plug on at it.
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« on: June 02, 2009, 01:31:01 am »
Happy Birthday!
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« on: June 01, 2009, 06:41:45 pm »
*signed underneath*
All items on bidding now ended.
Contact either Sallaron or Tegan Tempest in Haft Lake for Collection
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« on: May 26, 2009, 09:54:08 am »
// Please note... small incrase in exceptional Mithril items due to current situation regarding rare ores.
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« on: May 26, 2009, 09:46:40 am »
Well... he came back.
I don't know how... his explanation of how he came back was a lie.
I'm not sure if mom could tell or not... but he's a terrible liar... and I've seen him tell his little white lies too many times to not notice it.
I felt so strange seeing him again... after having expected never to.
We just talked... from one end of the hallway to the other.
I ... didn't want to touch him... hug him... anything.
I dont know why and... I can't explain it.
I'm so glad he's back though.
It was strange. Mom wasn't mom when he was gone.
She was different... like something was missing.
I guess he must have been the same without her.
I'm not so sure thats a good thing though... to be totally dependent on another to make you whole.
I know its the whole love and marriage thing... but it just seems more a drawback.
I don't know really.
I just know that... after this little event... the house seems so much smaller.
I wonder if its maybe time I took a little trip of my own.
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« on: May 24, 2009, 06:22:03 pm »
This was the unbuffed round. I lost the log for the buffed round. Suuuure you did. 
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« on: May 24, 2009, 05:22:27 pm »
Woohooo!
And with Ark's trashy equipment too! Im impressed
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« on: May 21, 2009, 08:06:41 am »
Another training session came about under the tall branches and swaying leaves of Folian's Forest. The Tempest' bench beside the stream served as a good resting point, as mother taught son the workings and how to control his gift.
There seemed a moment of sadness, as though the forest could recall an event such as this taking place many years ago.
But soon Jurn began to master his gift.
He wasn't exceptionally good at it... he struggled grasping and controling the melodys as he attempted to turn and wrap them into an effect. But successful or not, with Tegans patient and detailed teachings, he began to master it.
More so... he began to understand why now. His mind had been blocked for so long, blotting out the nightmarish acts he had witnessed as a child, that it had blocked his gift.
Now as the nightmares and pieces of memory of that tragic day came slowly pouring back to him, his gift more and more came to the forefront.
And what did they want to do?
Take him back to NorthPoint.. to the Aeridin Temple.. and have him forget all over again.
" You don't understand son. What you were... forced to see.... no one.. and I mean -no one- should have to carry that around or live with it. You might want to remember now... and understand what happened... but.. when you do, I'm scared you'll regret it son... and regret it terribly."
Sallaron's words. They were cold and foreboding. The first serious warning the man had given to Jurn.
And so what to do? Remember? Let it all come flooding back of how he became an orphan, how he was fished from the see and what happened to his parents?
Or remain ignorant?
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« on: May 15, 2009, 02:23:19 pm »
I'd like to buy three scrolls please
Sallaron Tempest
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« on: May 14, 2009, 06:20:55 am »
Aww... that sucks mate.
Sorry to hear.
See you when you get back
LC
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« on: May 14, 2009, 01:21:49 am »
In an appaling rescue attempt within Hlint, the Sun Kingdom bandit now revealed as Sashka, has escaped custody.
A dark plot, utilising corrupted artifacts to create a diversion, caused undead to rise and roam from the small towns graveyard and crypt.
Whilst city militia and the Sun Kingdom's guard's themselves fought off the plague and protected the townsfolk, a group of bandits, aided by mechanical constructs has freed the captured bandit and escaped into the East with her.
Thanks to the combined effort of the Hlint Militia, the Sun Kingdom guards and a group of passing adventurer's, Hlint was hit with minimum casualties and injured, and the race is now on to recapture the bandit leader and bring her to justice.
Officials in Hlint state the prisoner had been removed from the Sun Kingdom after recent attempts to free her had become a cause for concern.
Though why she had been sent to a small town such as Hlint, is also, a cause for concern.
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« on: May 13, 2009, 05:49:39 am »
The ching chang and clink clank of steel against steel could be heard outside the house clearly.
Passerby's stopped to listen and arch an eyebrow, but becoming more relieved when laughs and chuckles could be heard amidst the noises.
This wasn't a house known for the sounds of fighting practice to be coming from... small explosions perhaps... but not fighting.
But with the laughs and snorts of amusement, the fighting sound didn't sound quite so foreboding to the general passerby's.
Still, it was commented on by people in their daily routine's. And so, his adopted father taught him the basics, parrying and dodging, having a right good laugh when they tried to set suits of armour onto Jurn, who could hardly walk in the heavier form.
But after a vase toppled here, the couch took a beating and some nasty scratches were noticed on the hardwood floor, his adopted mother suggested taking the training to a more wide open and undamagable area.
And amidst the swaying oaken tree's and patter of wildlife, Jurn began his dedicated training.
It was a wonder what had made him ask to learn such skills. Usually his music took precedence over everything.
But the adopted parents could only guess, that repeated nightmares of creatures and pirates chasing and trying to kill him, had brought on a fear in Jurn that it would be better to be able to defend himself, than not.
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« on: May 11, 2009, 06:05:11 am »
I have the same issue on occassion with my, though its on-and-off.
This can be deadly if you cast spells in battle, since the double click cancel's the spell.. and you can stand there like a doofus being hit.
Same for placing items in a chest.. the double click means it goes in.. and then straight back out.
Resolution: Seriously whack the mouse a few times. ( Works for me )
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« on: May 08, 2009, 05:53:38 am »
Sallaron pauses and frowns at the news.
" How young? Aint bloody right them being taken so early."
He pauses a moment in respectful silence, before moving off.
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« on: May 06, 2009, 07:14:16 pm »
Freddie's Pink shirt too? Okay... I'll give you the bunny slippers and pink shirt. Anything else and Im going to be insulted 
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