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Post by hellscream123 on Sept 13, 2013 4:37:06 GMT -5
Arician returns to the temple in the morning and heads into the west wing library; cleaning up the few out of place tomes and papers before taking out one of seven blue bound tomes from one of the bookshelves.
Setting in down on the table he flicks through it's pages. he pauses on a few pages and flicking through the pinned pictures and writing scraps with a reminiscent smile before continuing to write into the books blank area.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 13, 2013 6:00:57 GMT -5
Eranin tiptoes about the temple, always doing her best to keep quiet - only for her familiar, A'irea, to always ruin her efforts, talking on for hours upon hours with his lizard-like voice.
"Era, cmon, please - I /need/ to get outa this musty place and fight something already! You still didn't make me that armour I wanted, and you promised we'd go out and test your new spells soon...!" The young blonde girl ignores the persistant requests and demands of her familiar with a shake of her head, a roll of her eyes.
The arcanist moves into the western wing of the temple, peeking in the door, and smiling gleefully as she pulls out one of the many books she has on her person. She moves over to a corner, and sits down with the tome, flicking through with interest, the constant noise of her companion drowned out, as she enters her own little world.
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Post by hellscream123 on Sept 13, 2013 6:17:06 GMT -5
Looks up from his work in the center of the library and smiles to her. Standing he puts his grimoir away and heads for the door.
"study well Eranin, i'll be back when morning dawns again"
With that he leaves the temple and Teleports to Valkurs Roar.
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Post by iangallowglas on Sept 13, 2013 10:12:32 GMT -5
A tired and bedraggled man in the colors of the Purple Dragons enters the temple and walks up to Tallinita. "Priestess, the task is complete. If you permit, I'd like to sleep and think on things before I give you the details of what happened at the keep. I will return tomorrow to give you what details I have been allowed to discuss. Could you please, my priestess, get this message to the Royal Mage". He hands Tallinita a sealed letter, bows his head, says his farewell, then walks out of the temple.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 13, 2013 15:15:06 GMT -5
Eranin after hours of solid study and reading slumps forward and faceplants into the book she was currently on... A'irea dozes beside her soundly snoring.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2013 3:49:26 GMT -5
"HEY! - Era, wake the heck up!"
Eranin stirred from her slumber, glancing up to see the pseudo dragon flapping his small wings steadily in front of her. "Yer sleeping again, what's wrong with ya? Can't ever make your way to a damn bed." She offers A'irea and apologetic smile, then pushes to her feet, dusts her now grubby clothes off and tilts her head toward the familiar. "What?" The dragon asks, crossing his small arms defensively. The young girl gestures to the door out, and pats her coin purse on her belt. "Oh! Adventure? aaww.. yes! Finally, cmon, letsgo - no time to lose! I know this place in Greatgaunt - not as dangerous as last time, promise. No risk of anything nasty!"
The two make their way out of the temple, and out into Shallybrook, A'irea stuffing himself into Eranin's backpack to avoid being seen publicly.
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Post by hellscream123 on Sept 15, 2013 4:54:08 GMT -5
Arician returns on a later eve dipping his head to Talinnita on his way to the library.
"work never stops"
Once inside he returns to his experiments, writings and tomes.
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Post by hellscream123 on Sept 17, 2013 7:07:54 GMT -5
Returns again as ever and sets about running dozens of tests on a bouquet of roses.
Pauses every now and then at the frivolity of the work to study his tomes.
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Post by hellscream123 on Sept 22, 2013 9:43:23 GMT -5
Returns once more in the evening and proceeds to work on the contents of a cauldron; carefully taking it's contents and pouring it into stone and metal flasks
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Post by Deleted on Sept 23, 2013 4:13:23 GMT -5
Eranin comes back to the temple, a frown upon her small face, and a plain wooden quarterstaff on her back. She nods politely and smiles to those who she knows and are present within the temple, but quickly moves onto the library in the western wing, there she pulls out a number of books, and begins to scour them.
She gets up every few hours, and goes outside the temple, through the magical portal, only to return, looking more worn and exerted each time, she continues this process again and again...
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Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2013 13:44:26 GMT -5
Rushing into the temple, Eranin hastily approaches the nearest person she can see within, her clothes are torn in places and blood is dribbling down her chin, from her mouth, some of it down her front, drying upon her blue clothes - In her arms a small draconic creature is hanging limply, covered in blood.
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Post by hellscream123 on Sept 30, 2013 20:04:38 GMT -5
*Arician walks over nodding to Talinnita, then looking to Eranin*
"calm yourself Eranin"
*rummaging he takes out a bottle and slowly pours draught over the limp creautre*
"Now see to your own wounds, and both of you get some rest"
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Post by hellscream123 on Oct 13, 2013 12:54:30 GMT -5
*moves up to the central shrine and has a short talk with Talinnita about a new Mystran and student within cormyr before heading into the right wing of the temple and return to various experiments, studies and duties*
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Post by DM Maleficent's Kiss on Oct 13, 2013 14:57:07 GMT -5
*late at night when the moon has disappeared over the horizon, several dark cloaked individuals creep into the grove - silently and without a word they move through the area as though they were searching for something, after a while they vanish into the darkness beyond the stream*
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Post by hellscream123 on Oct 15, 2013 7:57:12 GMT -5
*every few nights Arician spends his time from dusk till dawn within the grove waiting*
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Post by Left of Intentions on Oct 15, 2013 8:23:17 GMT -5
A thin figure is occasionally spotted around the area. Wearing ill fitting tattered clothes she appears to be some sort of vagabond, and seems to keep out of the way. Often she vanishes but her random appearances seem to suggest she doesn't go far.
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Post by Ascension on Oct 30, 2013 18:12:27 GMT -5
With the disappearance of Arician, a new figure can be found often within the grove and temple of mystra. The young elf often wearing armor, showing the holy symbols of Corellon, standing guard where the gone knight to Mystra once stood, relaxing, reading, helping the temple, and at times visiting with travelers, and speaking to them. For the most part he seems to be simply keeping watch while the knight is away, and seems to enjoy his time as best he can while getting to know the area.
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Post by hellscream123 on Nov 1, 2013 3:48:31 GMT -5
*A panther wearing Arician's necklace of Mystra occasionally slinks into the grove over the tenday, handing Eldarel letters on the news, rumors and whispering of cormyr. or flat out stating in very blunt common* "report?"
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Post by Ascension on Nov 3, 2013 16:16:07 GMT -5
Eldarel would the first few times, attempt speaking to the panther, while writing out the letter, usually asking questions of customs or why things were done the way they were before handing back a response. If the panther was able, a small conversation when it had time before it ran off. After a few days of this Eldarel would already have the report waiting for the familiar, before continuing as was needed at the time.
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Post by hellscream123 on Nov 4, 2013 0:36:58 GMT -5
After about the third ask, he answers.
"I am master Arician's Familiar, while he is busy fighting beasts, courting his loves or whatever other requirements take him away. I see to it that information moves to him as quickly and quietly as possible"
a brief pause studying him
"ever curious those around him are, have a good day then elf"
after which Ephion proceeds to slink away from the grove and out of sight.
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Post by The Tallest Dwarf on Nov 19, 2013 19:53:58 GMT -5
A most distraught gnome gets off the caravan in Shallybrook, cradling a small linen-wrapped package in his arm, then hurrying into the Temple of Mystra. Whenever he catches someone's attention he merely says "Tallinita?", obviously looking for the high cleric.
He speaks in extremely rapid Common. "Cleric Tallinita I need help and you were the first person I thought of! L-l-look!" He is very nearly overcome with a wave of grief, his eyes are puffy and red, his cheeks are tear-streaked and he sniffles unashamedly. Gentle as a mother bear playing with her cub, he unfolds the linen to reveal the pale and wing-crumpled form of a female pixie. "J-Jem..." he chokes out, unable to continue. He lays the wee thing on the altar. "I will pay whatever and do whatever is asked, only pleasepleaseplease bring her back!This has n-never happened before!" He does whatever is necessary to restore his favored familiar and companion to life, pleading, praying, and singing hymns to Mystra.
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Post by hellscream123 on Nov 20, 2013 2:54:30 GMT -5
*Arician wanders out from one of the wings looking over the beaten pixie*
"Is she soul bound to you sir?"
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Post by DM Maleficent's Kiss on Nov 20, 2013 2:56:12 GMT -5
*The priestess eyes the creature with concern before looking to the gnome and taking note of his pleads to Mystra, she then turns her attention back to the altar and after a moment of thought...* "I am willing to grant you this request but please be more careful with your companions in the future, the temple does not require payment but donations are always appreciated in an effort to spread knowledge and understanding of the weave." *at that the woman raises the creature and restores it to health*
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Post by hellscream123 on Nov 20, 2013 8:43:51 GMT -5
*Arician dips his head to Talinnita and returns to his duties*
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Post by The Tallest Dwarf on Nov 21, 2013 17:58:18 GMT -5
*Arician wanders out from one of the wings looking over the beaten pixie* "Is she soul bound to you sir?" The gnome simply nods rapidly as he continues to pray hurriedly. *The priestess eyes the creature with concern before looking to the gnome and taking note of his pleads to Mystra, she then turns her attention back to the altar and after a moment of thought...* "I am willing to grant you this request but please be more careful with your companions in the future, the temple does not require payment but donations are always appreciated in an effort to spread knowledge and understanding of the weave." *at that the woman raises the creature and restores it to health* He looks up with tear-filled eyes, though these are now tears of joy as his face is nearly bisected by a triumphant, grateful grin. He turns his attention to the diminutive winged fey slowly coming to her senses and offers a thimbleful of a bubbly, diaphanous liquid. Once she takes hold of it and drinks some, the gnome faces Tallinista, appearing to make an effort to speak more slowly. "I-I owe you very much. All I have is yours, and Mystra's." He reaches into a coinpurse that somehow jingles not at all and produces various denominations of coin, the amount eventually totaling around two hundred and fifty. "Th-this is what I have on me,I'll happily donate it all." Saying so, he drops the pile into a tithe plate. He bows to the cleric and helps the pixie settle on his shoulder, where she yawns, stretches languidly and falls asleep, her wings falling softly to cover her like a blanket. He ever so slowly and quietly slips out with a respectful nod towards Arician.
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Post by hellscream123 on Nov 30, 2013 3:45:40 GMT -5
Arician rests in the right wing of the temple, attending to various studies and works with a quiet humming tune.
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Post by magiuss on Nov 30, 2013 5:37:10 GMT -5
*a massive flash of blue light erupts in the Mystran grove, as it vanish an old Gnarled but strong looking man appears covered in snow white robes multipled symbols of seven stars with a rising red mist in the middle, a long black staff with arcane runes from top to bottom with a silver handle on the middle, the blue crystals sparks with lightning and energy jumping from crystal to crystal, the waist long beard sways in a slight wind his crystal blue eyes with golden flecks looks around as he takes in the area around him, sighing he says* Finally.. I am home.. *he walks the familiar way through the grove and enters the magical portal taking him to his destination. As he appears in the temple a smile edges its way on his lips, he walks as if he was 10 years old again and not seventy nine, he bows deeply before the priestess handing her a tith of a 50000 coins in a magical bag* [dm can take that when next time im online] I have returned from my studies and adventures pritesss Tallinita. I hope you don't mind me staying in the temple for a while.. *smiles a her the looks at those mysterious eyes of the statue representing mystra, Winks at it. he entersthe library walkng past the busy minds of the students of the weave, smiling at the sight, he pulls out his lightblue tome Silver rune writeing on the Front saying ''Magius'' he sits down in his old favorit chair, pulls out ink and quill nd start's writing his experiences of new spells and the adventurers he had use of them.*
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Post by Rane on Nov 30, 2013 13:19:37 GMT -5
"Salazar Von Nefzon is the name" the man would say after offering a substantial donation. He would depart without another word.
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Post by hellscream123 on Dec 6, 2013 7:58:36 GMT -5
*sits opposite Magius after a brief chat with the various students*
"Alright you old gold, what brings you back home?"
*said with a smile as he rests his staff against the table*
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Post by Templar on Dec 14, 2013 14:44:30 GMT -5
*Wanders in looking lost... not as in unsure of where she is. but unsure of where she's going. Galinda the Blue touches a book or two barely absorbing the titles, any who look at her see clearly she seems exhausted, her eyes lined with dark circles... she says for several nights.... always seeming to go to bed at a decent hour.... and getting up normally but this seems to not help much.*
*after picking a book one day she sits against the wall, hugging her knees to her chest.... any passers by may notice she seems to be looking through the book, more then at it. something heavy weights on this womans mind and it seems to be taking a toll on her body as well.*
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