Perkins
Blackwater Pirate
Always trust your spirit.
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Post by Perkins on Sept 5, 2013 21:33:47 GMT
"I am unsure what my problem is, that is what bothers me the most. This is why I have travelled the world in search of an answer. Druids, Paladins, Clerics of both good and evil gods, wizards and sorcerers...None have given me the answer I seek. In the end, they all say that they are unsure of what it may be and thus I am forced to move on." Said Melda before lowering her head with a disappointed sigh. She then turned around and sat next to the tree once more, looking at Cielo with a feint smile."Thanks, though. Some people simply nod their heads and walk away once they hear me speak. It makes one nervous, I tell you."
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Post by ceraton on Sept 5, 2013 21:46:11 GMT
Cielo decided to let go of his curiosity and sat down. "I'm sorry if I have asked too much. I can get very curious.", he said. He then took out a bottle of rum and poured it in a little glass and sipped from the glass. He then recoiled from the taste. It wasn't as sweet as blackwater rum, but it had a good kick to it.
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Perkins
Blackwater Pirate
Always trust your spirit.
Posts: 234
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Post by Perkins on Sept 5, 2013 21:51:13 GMT
"Xihood ti. Si mi kepatmasto mrith xiekivi torir. Coi ui vi bvecko sisvikav abhlek." Said Melda before returning her attention back to her papers and pens and the such. A few moments passed before she realized she spoke in Dragonic and that it came out without her wanting to do so. Perhaps it was one of those urges? Who knows. She cleared her throat and then translated. "Uhm...I mean, uh...Worry not. I am alright with people asking. It is a strange condition indeed." Melda stated before smiling nervously and nodding once at Cielo.
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Post by ceraton on Sept 5, 2013 21:55:20 GMT
"Are you a sorcerer?", Cielo asked.
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Perkins
Blackwater Pirate
Always trust your spirit.
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Post by Perkins on Sept 5, 2013 22:01:29 GMT
"Yes, I am Melda, The Sorceress. That's how people know me, those that do that is. I come from a long line of sorcerers who are, proudly might I add, bearing dragonic blood. My father before me and his mother before him and so on." Said Melda with a proud smile on her face, placing her hands on her sides and trying to look a bit more imposing. "Dragonic tongue gave it away?"
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Post by ceraton on Sept 5, 2013 22:07:43 GMT
Cielo grinned, "It seems that your bloodline wants to show itself. As you are a draconic sorceress I assume you might one day grow wings."
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Perkins
Blackwater Pirate
Always trust your spirit.
Posts: 234
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Post by Perkins on Sept 5, 2013 22:11:26 GMT
"That is indeed something that will happen and I do know it. However it does not explain my awkward and random urges. None in my family's history have ever been like...Well, me. I do not know why it happens, but inner-conflict is something I face a lot. And I -know- it's not just me being paranoid. It's something else. I know it because I feel the urge to do things that I would never do." Melda kept on saying, with a hint of complaint in her voice if one was paying a bit of attention to it, it was obvious she has been suffering with this problem of hers for a long time.
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Post by ceraton on Sept 5, 2013 22:23:44 GMT
Cielo nodded and said, "I once felt random urges when I was little. Anytime someone has an open wound I feel weird and different. My teeth become noticable and I start acting weird. I did have control over them, but sometimes they become strong urges when I am overwhelmed by my senses."
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Perkins
Blackwater Pirate
Always trust your spirit.
Posts: 234
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Post by Perkins on Sept 5, 2013 22:27:12 GMT
Melda looked down and away and let out a long, drawn-out sigh before covering her face with her palm. "I struggle to remain focused at some points. I really don't know what else to do than to just keep on looking for an answer. Though it's maddening. Maddening to the point of me just wanting to break things. Good thing our hunting went well. At least I could throw some of my anger at beasties." She then lifted her head up and leaned back against the tree.
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Post by ceraton on Sept 5, 2013 22:58:24 GMT
Cielo felt it would be great to add in a tip of advice, "A sorcerer once said to me about my blood and said, do not let it go through to your head that you are what it makes you, it is what makes you look a certain way but it can never make you what you think it makes you. He also said, you can be in full control, it is only up to you to decide what you are. I reflected on what he said, I am more human than I am vampire. But, that is only because I choose to be. I could be a hungry monster who devastates villages, but I chose otherwise. The man was right. I realize my vampiric senses weren't mindless, but me perceiving things a specific way. For example, ever had an urge to eat tasty cookies?" Cielo then felt hungry after mentioning cookies, but finished with, "The reason I say this is because your bloodline senses are starting to form, but if you are not prepared then you may not make it through the transformation."
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Perkins
Blackwater Pirate
Always trust your spirit.
Posts: 234
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Post by Perkins on Sept 5, 2013 23:12:14 GMT
Melda looked at Cielo and slowly nodded her head a few times. "This...This seems like good advice to me. Whoever told you that must have been wise." She then snapped out of this awe she felt after being given such a solid answer and lowered her head, opening up her books and stuff, and stretching her fingers and arms out."Perhaps writing a few things will help put my mind at ease. Thank you. This was some good advice. Now if you do not mind, I will focus on this for a bit. Interrupt me if you want to, I won't mind." Or would she? She didn't mean to say that last part but she did anyway. Oh well. Couldn't put much thought into that right now. She just wanted to relax.
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Post by ceraton on Sept 6, 2013 1:49:49 GMT
Cielo sat down as well. He skimmed through his little journal of history and scanned through the pages of people he met and people he killed. He felt satisfied that he completed his fourth volume last year. He took out his quill and another journal and written down on the title, 'The life and death of a vampire'. He knew a lot of vampires, for he was a half blood himself. He then stopped and looked at the scenery around him. It felt relaxing so he decided to take a little rest and laid his head on the trunk of the tree.
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Post by ceraton on Sept 6, 2013 23:58:43 GMT
Cielo got up. He smiled at Melda and said, "I will be gone, but I assure you I will return. I hope you live great and happy, being here does nothing for me. If anything goes wrong, send me some mail, I will be happy to talk back when I get the chance." He then walked off and vanished.
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Perkins
Blackwater Pirate
Always trust your spirit.
Posts: 234
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Post by Perkins on Sept 7, 2013 0:01:28 GMT
Melda raised her head up and smiled before saying. "Good-" But her words were cut short, as when she observed around her, she saw nobody there. "Bye, Mister..." She completed her sentence and then looked around her once more, trying to make sure that the man was really gone. She shrugged her shoulders, sighed lowly to herself once and then returned to her writing and relaxing until someone else desired her attention.
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Post by ceraton on Sept 7, 2013 4:33:04 GMT
In the spot where Cielo got up there was a note. On it said 'To Melda'.
"Dear Melda,
I know of your condition, but I'd rather you find out on your own. I've gone far to do what I have to do, and to find other vampires that threaten the realm up north. I will be back in a couple of years. I have to say I admire you, and wish that it would be best that you aspire to live to the end. We should meet up sometime after I finish my hunting. Don't worry about me, because I will come back when the time is ready. It is up to you to decide of your fate, your destiny. I will not stop you nor interfere with your plans of the future."
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