Owein Raic'Leach
Established
Roleplay posts: 37
Age: 48
Physical Description: An even six feet tall, Owein is a sturdily-built man with weathered features that make him appear older than his years. He has a strong jaw that descends to a firm chin, which is covered by a mustache-goatee that comes to a point, composed of brown hair threaded with silver hair - much like the hair atop his head, which he keeps trimmed to just about shoulder-length. His eyes are a deep steely grey, filled with a wisdom beyond his age. He usually wears a perpetual scowl.
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Clothes and Equipment: For the most part, Owein wears a set of intricate clothing in browns and reds. Red breeches are tucked into brown boots that fall just short of his knees. Into these breeches is tucked a brown tunic, with a red long-sleeved shirt beneath. At his waist he wears a red sash which serves as a belt, onto which are attached a number of pouches, that hold various alchemical and spell items. And over top it all he wears a long-sleeved red robe with hardened shoulders and intricate golden scrollwork at the shoulders, hem, and cuffs. The shoulders are actually made of red dragon hide, to ward against magical attacks, and the golden scrollwork carries enchantments. Around his neck is a long red scarf, that hides a nasty scar on his throat. He always carries with him a tall staff made of an odd opalescent white wood, that is carved at the top into an intricate, twisting shape reminiscent of dragons.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 14, 2016 14:36:28 GMT -8
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Post by Owein Raic'Leach on Aug 24, 2016 16:50:18 GMT -8
"I could have a different enchantment applied to your ring that will instead let me know you wish to speak, and I could come to you instead. I apologize that the teleportation is difficult for you." He grimaced at that knowledge. The king really should've said something earlier. Turning away, he moved off through a door at one end of the room, where Averin might catch a glimpse of a crimson orb swarming with magic, hovering above a golden stand. Then Owein closed the door behind him. He was going to contact Keld immediately.
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The Keeper
Established
Roleplay posts: 35
Age: Unknown.
Physical Description: A woman of average height and weight, with a slender but curvaceous frame, the woman known only as The Keeper has a lovely face of delicately-formed features, her dark brows gently arched above eyes of a deep, gleaming blue. Her nose is small and turned upward ever so slightly at the tip, giving her a nearly elfin appearance, although she has the normal rounded ears of a human. Her lips are full and soft-looking, formed into a nearly perpetual downward curve that evokes the impression of sorrow. Her skin is pale and unmarred by any imperfections, save for a small tattoo at the nape of her neck, of two crescent moons framing a full moon, all done in an odd silvery ink. This tattoo is usually covered by her hair, which falls just past her shoulders, and is a dark shade of brown that borders on black, threaded lightly with shimmering silver strands. This combined with her apparent youth, and the ancient wisdom she seems to possess, make it very difficult to determine the age of this woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, The Keeper wears a strapless dress made of multiple layers of violet fabric in varying degrees of opacity, all of them laced with faint strands of silver threads that are imbued with magic; these spells allow her to move silently, and also serve as the storage for a teleportation spell, activated by channeling magic into the thread. On the rare occasions when she ventures off of the island of Talveron, she wears a cape of rich purple velvet, the inside and edges covered in silver runes that have been sewn into the fabric; they carry spells designed to encourage people not to look at her, and to forget her as soon as she is seen, allowing her to pass through crowds veritably unnoticed. Always on her person is a thin silver bracelet around her left wrist, carved with more magical runes, its purpose unknown; on the same hand, on her index finger, she wears a silver signet ring embossed with the seal of her position, a key crossed with a quill; around her neck is a necklace of silver which bears a charm with several dark blue and violet stones that glint with an inner power; and dangling from her ears are matching earrings. She carries with her a delicate incense burner made of a dark metal and carved with runes that bears a magical green stone for illumination, and from which dangle the Keys. Only The Keeper may touch these Keys, as they open every Lock within the Isle of Talveron.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: May 4, 2016 15:39:35 GMT -8
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Post by The Keeper on Aug 24, 2016 16:51:22 GMT -8
The Keeper opened the door to the library, looking at Averin with a blank expression, but something in her eyes seemed amused. Almost as if she knew what he was thinking.
"What did you wish to speak with me about, Your Majesty?"
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King Averin Arach
Dedicated
Working on the whole king thing
Roleplay posts: 284
Age: 21
Physical Description: Averin is a tall man, standing at six foot two. He has a build equal parts lithe and powerful. Broad shouldered, well muscled, but possessed of an undeniable grace. He reminds many of a tiger. He moves with a slow, languid, precision, that gives him undeniable aura of deadly skill.
Averin is a handsome man. With a square cut jaw, straight nose, and prominent cheek bones. His brown eyes are dark and alluring. Sometimes they sparkle with kindness, other times gleaming with baleful intent. His habitual expression is a half smile.
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Clothes and Equipment: Averin prefers to wear his silver steel half plate. One pauldron stylize to look like a hawks head. Combined with his large red cloak, he has a very distinctive look. His preferred weapon is a bastard sword. His blade is an oddity. The hilt is worn and weathered, and seems to be ancient. The blade though looks freshly forged. The shining metal gleams brightly in light, and it's edge razor sharp. Both his armor and sword posses some degree of magic, though exactly how much is known only to him.
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Registered: Mar 21, 2016 6:59:05 GMT -8
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Post by King Averin Arach on Aug 24, 2016 17:23:32 GMT -8
Averin caught the look in the Keeper's eyes and scowled. Then to check if she was reading his mind he imagined something vastly inappropriate. It was scene that he heard from a sailor once involving a dolphin a sea turtle and a naked man. He gauges her reaction or lack of it before speaking.
"Well when I first arrived Owein said you had many secrets. He also said you may reveal them to your king. So that is what I'd like to speak about. Your secrets and your willingness to share them with me."
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The Keeper
Established
Roleplay posts: 35
Age: Unknown.
Physical Description: A woman of average height and weight, with a slender but curvaceous frame, the woman known only as The Keeper has a lovely face of delicately-formed features, her dark brows gently arched above eyes of a deep, gleaming blue. Her nose is small and turned upward ever so slightly at the tip, giving her a nearly elfin appearance, although she has the normal rounded ears of a human. Her lips are full and soft-looking, formed into a nearly perpetual downward curve that evokes the impression of sorrow. Her skin is pale and unmarred by any imperfections, save for a small tattoo at the nape of her neck, of two crescent moons framing a full moon, all done in an odd silvery ink. This tattoo is usually covered by her hair, which falls just past her shoulders, and is a dark shade of brown that borders on black, threaded lightly with shimmering silver strands. This combined with her apparent youth, and the ancient wisdom she seems to possess, make it very difficult to determine the age of this woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, The Keeper wears a strapless dress made of multiple layers of violet fabric in varying degrees of opacity, all of them laced with faint strands of silver threads that are imbued with magic; these spells allow her to move silently, and also serve as the storage for a teleportation spell, activated by channeling magic into the thread. On the rare occasions when she ventures off of the island of Talveron, she wears a cape of rich purple velvet, the inside and edges covered in silver runes that have been sewn into the fabric; they carry spells designed to encourage people not to look at her, and to forget her as soon as she is seen, allowing her to pass through crowds veritably unnoticed. Always on her person is a thin silver bracelet around her left wrist, carved with more magical runes, its purpose unknown; on the same hand, on her index finger, she wears a silver signet ring embossed with the seal of her position, a key crossed with a quill; around her neck is a necklace of silver which bears a charm with several dark blue and violet stones that glint with an inner power; and dangling from her ears are matching earrings. She carries with her a delicate incense burner made of a dark metal and carved with runes that bears a magical green stone for illumination, and from which dangle the Keys. Only The Keeper may touch these Keys, as they open every Lock within the Isle of Talveron.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: May 4, 2016 15:39:35 GMT -8
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Post by The Keeper on Aug 24, 2016 17:28:45 GMT -8
There was no change of expression, although that amused sparkle in her eyes seemed to increase, brightening their color for a few moments. It faded quickly, however, as Averin answered the question, and her features took on a slightly thoughtful expression.
"I see. This does not surprise me. Many find me a mystery, and it is human nature to solve mysteries. I will answer your questions, Your Majesty, but be aware, there are some things I cannot tell even you. Would you like to walk as we speak, or do you wish to remain here?"
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King Averin Arach
Dedicated
Working on the whole king thing
Roleplay posts: 284
Age: 21
Physical Description: Averin is a tall man, standing at six foot two. He has a build equal parts lithe and powerful. Broad shouldered, well muscled, but possessed of an undeniable grace. He reminds many of a tiger. He moves with a slow, languid, precision, that gives him undeniable aura of deadly skill.
Averin is a handsome man. With a square cut jaw, straight nose, and prominent cheek bones. His brown eyes are dark and alluring. Sometimes they sparkle with kindness, other times gleaming with baleful intent. His habitual expression is a half smile.
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Clothes and Equipment: Averin prefers to wear his silver steel half plate. One pauldron stylize to look like a hawks head. Combined with his large red cloak, he has a very distinctive look. His preferred weapon is a bastard sword. His blade is an oddity. The hilt is worn and weathered, and seems to be ancient. The blade though looks freshly forged. The shining metal gleams brightly in light, and it's edge razor sharp. Both his armor and sword posses some degree of magic, though exactly how much is known only to him.
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Registered: Mar 21, 2016 6:59:05 GMT -8
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Post by King Averin Arach on Aug 24, 2016 17:37:47 GMT -8
"Let us walk and talk."
Averin picked a direction. One he assumed would lead them to the ramparts though he wasn't sure. He figured she'd pick up on his intent and lead them. He wasn't sure how he felt about someone reading his mind. But there wasn't much he could do about it. Not unless he wanted to draw An Dli at any rate. As the go he sighs and figures he'd start with the basics.
"So if you aren't human, what are you?"
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The Keeper
Established
Roleplay posts: 35
Age: Unknown.
Physical Description: A woman of average height and weight, with a slender but curvaceous frame, the woman known only as The Keeper has a lovely face of delicately-formed features, her dark brows gently arched above eyes of a deep, gleaming blue. Her nose is small and turned upward ever so slightly at the tip, giving her a nearly elfin appearance, although she has the normal rounded ears of a human. Her lips are full and soft-looking, formed into a nearly perpetual downward curve that evokes the impression of sorrow. Her skin is pale and unmarred by any imperfections, save for a small tattoo at the nape of her neck, of two crescent moons framing a full moon, all done in an odd silvery ink. This tattoo is usually covered by her hair, which falls just past her shoulders, and is a dark shade of brown that borders on black, threaded lightly with shimmering silver strands. This combined with her apparent youth, and the ancient wisdom she seems to possess, make it very difficult to determine the age of this woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, The Keeper wears a strapless dress made of multiple layers of violet fabric in varying degrees of opacity, all of them laced with faint strands of silver threads that are imbued with magic; these spells allow her to move silently, and also serve as the storage for a teleportation spell, activated by channeling magic into the thread. On the rare occasions when she ventures off of the island of Talveron, she wears a cape of rich purple velvet, the inside and edges covered in silver runes that have been sewn into the fabric; they carry spells designed to encourage people not to look at her, and to forget her as soon as she is seen, allowing her to pass through crowds veritably unnoticed. Always on her person is a thin silver bracelet around her left wrist, carved with more magical runes, its purpose unknown; on the same hand, on her index finger, she wears a silver signet ring embossed with the seal of her position, a key crossed with a quill; around her neck is a necklace of silver which bears a charm with several dark blue and violet stones that glint with an inner power; and dangling from her ears are matching earrings. She carries with her a delicate incense burner made of a dark metal and carved with runes that bears a magical green stone for illumination, and from which dangle the Keys. Only The Keeper may touch these Keys, as they open every Lock within the Isle of Talveron.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: May 4, 2016 15:39:35 GMT -8
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Post by The Keeper on Aug 24, 2016 18:38:21 GMT -8
Inclining her head in a nod, she walked alongside Averin, guiding their path toward the ramparts as had been his intention. It was a long and winding path, that began in a hallway, and proceeded up a flight of stairs. It would take them some time, but before too terribly long, they'd be looking out over the crenelations at the water that thrashed upon the rocks of the island. His first question drew her gaze to him, and the Keeper smiled ever so slightly.
"Before I answer that question, let me ask one of my own: What makes you think I am not human?"
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King Averin Arach
Dedicated
Working on the whole king thing
Roleplay posts: 284
Age: 21
Physical Description: Averin is a tall man, standing at six foot two. He has a build equal parts lithe and powerful. Broad shouldered, well muscled, but possessed of an undeniable grace. He reminds many of a tiger. He moves with a slow, languid, precision, that gives him undeniable aura of deadly skill.
Averin is a handsome man. With a square cut jaw, straight nose, and prominent cheek bones. His brown eyes are dark and alluring. Sometimes they sparkle with kindness, other times gleaming with baleful intent. His habitual expression is a half smile.
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Clothes and Equipment: Averin prefers to wear his silver steel half plate. One pauldron stylize to look like a hawks head. Combined with his large red cloak, he has a very distinctive look. His preferred weapon is a bastard sword. His blade is an oddity. The hilt is worn and weathered, and seems to be ancient. The blade though looks freshly forged. The shining metal gleams brightly in light, and it's edge razor sharp. Both his armor and sword posses some degree of magic, though exactly how much is known only to him.
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Registered: Mar 21, 2016 6:59:05 GMT -8
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Post by King Averin Arach on Aug 24, 2016 18:47:27 GMT -8
"The way you talk about humans. The whole disappearing and reading minds thing. The general air of mystery, you know ancient wisdom in a young woman's body. Also the lack of any imperfections on your skin. Or at least any on the skin I can see."
Averin lists off the reasons on one hand. Not mentioning the way Owein talked about her. Or the fact that he was pretty sure he remembered reading somewhere that Talveron always had a Keeper. And that the Keeper was always the same woman.
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The Keeper
Established
Roleplay posts: 35
Age: Unknown.
Physical Description: A woman of average height and weight, with a slender but curvaceous frame, the woman known only as The Keeper has a lovely face of delicately-formed features, her dark brows gently arched above eyes of a deep, gleaming blue. Her nose is small and turned upward ever so slightly at the tip, giving her a nearly elfin appearance, although she has the normal rounded ears of a human. Her lips are full and soft-looking, formed into a nearly perpetual downward curve that evokes the impression of sorrow. Her skin is pale and unmarred by any imperfections, save for a small tattoo at the nape of her neck, of two crescent moons framing a full moon, all done in an odd silvery ink. This tattoo is usually covered by her hair, which falls just past her shoulders, and is a dark shade of brown that borders on black, threaded lightly with shimmering silver strands. This combined with her apparent youth, and the ancient wisdom she seems to possess, make it very difficult to determine the age of this woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, The Keeper wears a strapless dress made of multiple layers of violet fabric in varying degrees of opacity, all of them laced with faint strands of silver threads that are imbued with magic; these spells allow her to move silently, and also serve as the storage for a teleportation spell, activated by channeling magic into the thread. On the rare occasions when she ventures off of the island of Talveron, she wears a cape of rich purple velvet, the inside and edges covered in silver runes that have been sewn into the fabric; they carry spells designed to encourage people not to look at her, and to forget her as soon as she is seen, allowing her to pass through crowds veritably unnoticed. Always on her person is a thin silver bracelet around her left wrist, carved with more magical runes, its purpose unknown; on the same hand, on her index finger, she wears a silver signet ring embossed with the seal of her position, a key crossed with a quill; around her neck is a necklace of silver which bears a charm with several dark blue and violet stones that glint with an inner power; and dangling from her ears are matching earrings. She carries with her a delicate incense burner made of a dark metal and carved with runes that bears a magical green stone for illumination, and from which dangle the Keys. Only The Keeper may touch these Keys, as they open every Lock within the Isle of Talveron.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: May 4, 2016 15:39:35 GMT -8
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Post by The Keeper on Aug 24, 2016 19:06:03 GMT -8
She nodded slightly, as though conceding a point.
"You are very astute, Your Majesty. You are not, however, completely correct. I am technically still human, at least as much as I can be. I was born human, but I was still quite young when magics were used to bind me, body and soul, to Talveron as the keep itself was built. I am as much a part of these stones as they are of me. Contrary to popular opinion, I am not a magical construct, and I do still require food and sleep, albeit in far lesser quantities than a normal person." She sounded a touch wry as she said this last part. She heard the rumors, and they amused her a great deal. But over countless centuries... Well. You learned how to hide such things.
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King Averin Arach
Dedicated
Working on the whole king thing
Roleplay posts: 284
Age: 21
Physical Description: Averin is a tall man, standing at six foot two. He has a build equal parts lithe and powerful. Broad shouldered, well muscled, but possessed of an undeniable grace. He reminds many of a tiger. He moves with a slow, languid, precision, that gives him undeniable aura of deadly skill.
Averin is a handsome man. With a square cut jaw, straight nose, and prominent cheek bones. His brown eyes are dark and alluring. Sometimes they sparkle with kindness, other times gleaming with baleful intent. His habitual expression is a half smile.
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Clothes and Equipment: Averin prefers to wear his silver steel half plate. One pauldron stylize to look like a hawks head. Combined with his large red cloak, he has a very distinctive look. His preferred weapon is a bastard sword. His blade is an oddity. The hilt is worn and weathered, and seems to be ancient. The blade though looks freshly forged. The shining metal gleams brightly in light, and it's edge razor sharp. Both his armor and sword posses some degree of magic, though exactly how much is known only to him.
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Registered: Mar 21, 2016 6:59:05 GMT -8
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Post by King Averin Arach on Aug 24, 2016 19:15:32 GMT -8
Averin suppresses the urge to say something to the effect of: "So even The Keeper poops." Even if she can read his mind he figures he gets points for not saying it aloud. The answer was interesting and it lead itself into the next natural question.
"Why did they do it? What exactly does The Keeper, keep? It must be more than just the fortress. Other mage schools don't bind women to their very bones. I imagine there must be more to it."
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The Keeper
Established
Roleplay posts: 35
Age: Unknown.
Physical Description: A woman of average height and weight, with a slender but curvaceous frame, the woman known only as The Keeper has a lovely face of delicately-formed features, her dark brows gently arched above eyes of a deep, gleaming blue. Her nose is small and turned upward ever so slightly at the tip, giving her a nearly elfin appearance, although she has the normal rounded ears of a human. Her lips are full and soft-looking, formed into a nearly perpetual downward curve that evokes the impression of sorrow. Her skin is pale and unmarred by any imperfections, save for a small tattoo at the nape of her neck, of two crescent moons framing a full moon, all done in an odd silvery ink. This tattoo is usually covered by her hair, which falls just past her shoulders, and is a dark shade of brown that borders on black, threaded lightly with shimmering silver strands. This combined with her apparent youth, and the ancient wisdom she seems to possess, make it very difficult to determine the age of this woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, The Keeper wears a strapless dress made of multiple layers of violet fabric in varying degrees of opacity, all of them laced with faint strands of silver threads that are imbued with magic; these spells allow her to move silently, and also serve as the storage for a teleportation spell, activated by channeling magic into the thread. On the rare occasions when she ventures off of the island of Talveron, she wears a cape of rich purple velvet, the inside and edges covered in silver runes that have been sewn into the fabric; they carry spells designed to encourage people not to look at her, and to forget her as soon as she is seen, allowing her to pass through crowds veritably unnoticed. Always on her person is a thin silver bracelet around her left wrist, carved with more magical runes, its purpose unknown; on the same hand, on her index finger, she wears a silver signet ring embossed with the seal of her position, a key crossed with a quill; around her neck is a necklace of silver which bears a charm with several dark blue and violet stones that glint with an inner power; and dangling from her ears are matching earrings. She carries with her a delicate incense burner made of a dark metal and carved with runes that bears a magical green stone for illumination, and from which dangle the Keys. Only The Keeper may touch these Keys, as they open every Lock within the Isle of Talveron.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: May 4, 2016 15:39:35 GMT -8
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Post by The Keeper on Aug 24, 2016 19:24:57 GMT -8
A smile flitted briefly across her lips for no apparent reason, and then she was speaking once more.
"I keep the secrets of Talveron. How it was made, the magics that keep it standing and secure, what has been said and done within its walls, what will be said and done... I keep the Keys that lock its doors and its magics. And I do not hold just the secrets of Talveron, but that is one of those things which I cannot tell you, I am sorry." She sounded genuinely apologetic, and frowned slightly as she looked over at him.
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King Averin Arach
Dedicated
Working on the whole king thing
Roleplay posts: 284
Age: 21
Physical Description: Averin is a tall man, standing at six foot two. He has a build equal parts lithe and powerful. Broad shouldered, well muscled, but possessed of an undeniable grace. He reminds many of a tiger. He moves with a slow, languid, precision, that gives him undeniable aura of deadly skill.
Averin is a handsome man. With a square cut jaw, straight nose, and prominent cheek bones. His brown eyes are dark and alluring. Sometimes they sparkle with kindness, other times gleaming with baleful intent. His habitual expression is a half smile.
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Clothes and Equipment: Averin prefers to wear his silver steel half plate. One pauldron stylize to look like a hawks head. Combined with his large red cloak, he has a very distinctive look. His preferred weapon is a bastard sword. His blade is an oddity. The hilt is worn and weathered, and seems to be ancient. The blade though looks freshly forged. The shining metal gleams brightly in light, and it's edge razor sharp. Both his armor and sword posses some degree of magic, though exactly how much is known only to him.
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Registered: Mar 21, 2016 6:59:05 GMT -8
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Post by King Averin Arach on Aug 24, 2016 19:37:10 GMT -8
Averin eyes The Keeper. Based on what she told him he wonders if she was actually reading his mind or if it had to do with her just knowing all the secrets. His hand drifts to An Dli and he loosens it in it's scabbard. Magic from the sword floods his body and shields his thoughts within the beating heart of The Wyld. Then he decides to imagine he and The Keeper doing something entirely inappropriate on the floor. He once again watches her for any sign of reaction as he asks another question.
"Why exactly do those secrets need to be kept? I mean couldn't they have written them in a book? Or if you aren't allowed to speak of them why not just not have a Keeper at all? That way no one knows the secrets."
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The Keeper
Established
Roleplay posts: 35
Age: Unknown.
Physical Description: A woman of average height and weight, with a slender but curvaceous frame, the woman known only as The Keeper has a lovely face of delicately-formed features, her dark brows gently arched above eyes of a deep, gleaming blue. Her nose is small and turned upward ever so slightly at the tip, giving her a nearly elfin appearance, although she has the normal rounded ears of a human. Her lips are full and soft-looking, formed into a nearly perpetual downward curve that evokes the impression of sorrow. Her skin is pale and unmarred by any imperfections, save for a small tattoo at the nape of her neck, of two crescent moons framing a full moon, all done in an odd silvery ink. This tattoo is usually covered by her hair, which falls just past her shoulders, and is a dark shade of brown that borders on black, threaded lightly with shimmering silver strands. This combined with her apparent youth, and the ancient wisdom she seems to possess, make it very difficult to determine the age of this woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, The Keeper wears a strapless dress made of multiple layers of violet fabric in varying degrees of opacity, all of them laced with faint strands of silver threads that are imbued with magic; these spells allow her to move silently, and also serve as the storage for a teleportation spell, activated by channeling magic into the thread. On the rare occasions when she ventures off of the island of Talveron, she wears a cape of rich purple velvet, the inside and edges covered in silver runes that have been sewn into the fabric; they carry spells designed to encourage people not to look at her, and to forget her as soon as she is seen, allowing her to pass through crowds veritably unnoticed. Always on her person is a thin silver bracelet around her left wrist, carved with more magical runes, its purpose unknown; on the same hand, on her index finger, she wears a silver signet ring embossed with the seal of her position, a key crossed with a quill; around her neck is a necklace of silver which bears a charm with several dark blue and violet stones that glint with an inner power; and dangling from her ears are matching earrings. She carries with her a delicate incense burner made of a dark metal and carved with runes that bears a magical green stone for illumination, and from which dangle the Keys. Only The Keeper may touch these Keys, as they open every Lock within the Isle of Talveron.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: May 4, 2016 15:39:35 GMT -8
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Post by The Keeper on Aug 24, 2016 19:44:54 GMT -8
"I cannot read your thoughts, you know. It is just impressions. Feelings, vague flashes of image and emotion. But thank you for that thought, it has been far too long since anyone saw me that way, and although I am more magic than woman, I do still like to feel attractive." She chuckled softly, shaking her head. Ah, the king was a funny man. But it seemed they were back to the serious discussion.
"Because what do you think would happen if all the wizards were gone? If there was no one to live in this place and keep it focused? Old, unstable, untended magic has bad effects when it finally explodes, and it would explode. Such is the nature of magic. Books can be read by eyes not meant for them, codes can be broken, physical objects which cannot defend themselves can be destroyed. There must be a Keeper - I keep the secrets, I keep the magic stable, I protect those who dwell here, and by so doing, I protect Alban itself and everything that lives within the realm."
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King Averin Arach
Dedicated
Working on the whole king thing
Roleplay posts: 284
Age: 21
Physical Description: Averin is a tall man, standing at six foot two. He has a build equal parts lithe and powerful. Broad shouldered, well muscled, but possessed of an undeniable grace. He reminds many of a tiger. He moves with a slow, languid, precision, that gives him undeniable aura of deadly skill.
Averin is a handsome man. With a square cut jaw, straight nose, and prominent cheek bones. His brown eyes are dark and alluring. Sometimes they sparkle with kindness, other times gleaming with baleful intent. His habitual expression is a half smile.
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Clothes and Equipment: Averin prefers to wear his silver steel half plate. One pauldron stylize to look like a hawks head. Combined with his large red cloak, he has a very distinctive look. His preferred weapon is a bastard sword. His blade is an oddity. The hilt is worn and weathered, and seems to be ancient. The blade though looks freshly forged. The shining metal gleams brightly in light, and it's edge razor sharp. Both his armor and sword posses some degree of magic, though exactly how much is known only to him.
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Registered: Mar 21, 2016 6:59:05 GMT -8
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Post by King Averin Arach on Aug 24, 2016 19:55:11 GMT -8
Averin scowls at The Keeper. It is a joking smile though. He was clearly not that put out at being caught in his lewd thoughts. Then again if The Keeper was getting impressions she'd know he didn't have a lot of shame. As if to drive the thought home he imagined them in another position. If she liked feeling attractive he was happy to oblige. He wondered what was odeer, to sleep with a dragon or the... whatever you'd call the Keeper. Living spell representation? Or some other vaguely mystical technical term. A few different questions float through his mind on what to ask next. Eventually he decides to be cheeky well he figures out how to word a more complex one.
"So do you have an actual name? Or is it just The Keeper?"
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The Keeper
Established
Roleplay posts: 35
Age: Unknown.
Physical Description: A woman of average height and weight, with a slender but curvaceous frame, the woman known only as The Keeper has a lovely face of delicately-formed features, her dark brows gently arched above eyes of a deep, gleaming blue. Her nose is small and turned upward ever so slightly at the tip, giving her a nearly elfin appearance, although she has the normal rounded ears of a human. Her lips are full and soft-looking, formed into a nearly perpetual downward curve that evokes the impression of sorrow. Her skin is pale and unmarred by any imperfections, save for a small tattoo at the nape of her neck, of two crescent moons framing a full moon, all done in an odd silvery ink. This tattoo is usually covered by her hair, which falls just past her shoulders, and is a dark shade of brown that borders on black, threaded lightly with shimmering silver strands. This combined with her apparent youth, and the ancient wisdom she seems to possess, make it very difficult to determine the age of this woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, The Keeper wears a strapless dress made of multiple layers of violet fabric in varying degrees of opacity, all of them laced with faint strands of silver threads that are imbued with magic; these spells allow her to move silently, and also serve as the storage for a teleportation spell, activated by channeling magic into the thread. On the rare occasions when she ventures off of the island of Talveron, she wears a cape of rich purple velvet, the inside and edges covered in silver runes that have been sewn into the fabric; they carry spells designed to encourage people not to look at her, and to forget her as soon as she is seen, allowing her to pass through crowds veritably unnoticed. Always on her person is a thin silver bracelet around her left wrist, carved with more magical runes, its purpose unknown; on the same hand, on her index finger, she wears a silver signet ring embossed with the seal of her position, a key crossed with a quill; around her neck is a necklace of silver which bears a charm with several dark blue and violet stones that glint with an inner power; and dangling from her ears are matching earrings. She carries with her a delicate incense burner made of a dark metal and carved with runes that bears a magical green stone for illumination, and from which dangle the Keys. Only The Keeper may touch these Keys, as they open every Lock within the Isle of Talveron.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: May 4, 2016 15:39:35 GMT -8
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Post by The Keeper on Aug 25, 2016 6:29:45 GMT -8
A small smile claimed the Keeper's face briefly as Averin's imaginings filtered into her thoughts, and she gave him a highly amused glance. She decided she liked this king. He was unlike all the others she'd known - and there had been many. She was nearly as old as Alban itself. However, her amusement disappeared at his question, replaced instead by a brief flash of astonishment through those normally enigmatic eyes. She seemed thoughtful, as though trying to remember something, and then she spoke slowly, almost hesitantly.
"..Brighitte. That was my name. No one has called me that in centuries, though. Not since the first wizards who bound me to the keep."
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King Averin Arach
Dedicated
Working on the whole king thing
Roleplay posts: 284
Age: 21
Physical Description: Averin is a tall man, standing at six foot two. He has a build equal parts lithe and powerful. Broad shouldered, well muscled, but possessed of an undeniable grace. He reminds many of a tiger. He moves with a slow, languid, precision, that gives him undeniable aura of deadly skill.
Averin is a handsome man. With a square cut jaw, straight nose, and prominent cheek bones. His brown eyes are dark and alluring. Sometimes they sparkle with kindness, other times gleaming with baleful intent. His habitual expression is a half smile.
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Clothes and Equipment: Averin prefers to wear his silver steel half plate. One pauldron stylize to look like a hawks head. Combined with his large red cloak, he has a very distinctive look. His preferred weapon is a bastard sword. His blade is an oddity. The hilt is worn and weathered, and seems to be ancient. The blade though looks freshly forged. The shining metal gleams brightly in light, and it's edge razor sharp. Both his armor and sword posses some degree of magic, though exactly how much is known only to him.
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Registered: Mar 21, 2016 6:59:05 GMT -8
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Post by King Averin Arach on Aug 25, 2016 9:50:19 GMT -8
Huh an actual answer. Averin is ever so slightly surprised by this. He was suspecting something along the lines of: "The wizards took my name when they bound me here." Though he supposed that would have just been a pointless cruelty and why would the wizards indulge in that? Averin parsed through what he'd been told so far. Most if it well interesting wasn't particularly earth shattering. It struck him as secrets kept more to be mysterious than because they held actual value. So what should he ask next? His libido offered a suggestion and another image. It had perhaps been a mistake to go that route to test Brighitte's mind reading powers. Now he had sex on the brain. Pushing that aside for the moment he asks a more broad question.
"You said there were some secrets you had to keep, even from me. Then what secrets can you share with me? Also under what circumstances would you share those other secrets? Obviously there must a scenario where you would. Other wise why keep them at all."
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The Keeper
Established
Roleplay posts: 35
Age: Unknown.
Physical Description: A woman of average height and weight, with a slender but curvaceous frame, the woman known only as The Keeper has a lovely face of delicately-formed features, her dark brows gently arched above eyes of a deep, gleaming blue. Her nose is small and turned upward ever so slightly at the tip, giving her a nearly elfin appearance, although she has the normal rounded ears of a human. Her lips are full and soft-looking, formed into a nearly perpetual downward curve that evokes the impression of sorrow. Her skin is pale and unmarred by any imperfections, save for a small tattoo at the nape of her neck, of two crescent moons framing a full moon, all done in an odd silvery ink. This tattoo is usually covered by her hair, which falls just past her shoulders, and is a dark shade of brown that borders on black, threaded lightly with shimmering silver strands. This combined with her apparent youth, and the ancient wisdom she seems to possess, make it very difficult to determine the age of this woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, The Keeper wears a strapless dress made of multiple layers of violet fabric in varying degrees of opacity, all of them laced with faint strands of silver threads that are imbued with magic; these spells allow her to move silently, and also serve as the storage for a teleportation spell, activated by channeling magic into the thread. On the rare occasions when she ventures off of the island of Talveron, she wears a cape of rich purple velvet, the inside and edges covered in silver runes that have been sewn into the fabric; they carry spells designed to encourage people not to look at her, and to forget her as soon as she is seen, allowing her to pass through crowds veritably unnoticed. Always on her person is a thin silver bracelet around her left wrist, carved with more magical runes, its purpose unknown; on the same hand, on her index finger, she wears a silver signet ring embossed with the seal of her position, a key crossed with a quill; around her neck is a necklace of silver which bears a charm with several dark blue and violet stones that glint with an inner power; and dangling from her ears are matching earrings. She carries with her a delicate incense burner made of a dark metal and carved with runes that bears a magical green stone for illumination, and from which dangle the Keys. Only The Keeper may touch these Keys, as they open every Lock within the Isle of Talveron.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: May 4, 2016 15:39:35 GMT -8
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Post by The Keeper on Aug 25, 2016 11:52:14 GMT -8
These questions were expected, and she nodded slowly.
"I cannot share what I know of the future with you, not unless it is vital to the survival of Alban that I do so. And I cannot tell you what the true power of the keep is, or how to unlock it, unless the gravest of threats against Alban were to arise. And I cannot share with anyone the method by which to remove the magics wrought upon me. That one has no stipulations: It simply cannot be done." Which meant she would be bound to the keep for as long as it remained standing. And it would stand forever, unless it was destroyed irreparably.
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King Averin Arach
Dedicated
Working on the whole king thing
Roleplay posts: 284
Age: 21
Physical Description: Averin is a tall man, standing at six foot two. He has a build equal parts lithe and powerful. Broad shouldered, well muscled, but possessed of an undeniable grace. He reminds many of a tiger. He moves with a slow, languid, precision, that gives him undeniable aura of deadly skill.
Averin is a handsome man. With a square cut jaw, straight nose, and prominent cheek bones. His brown eyes are dark and alluring. Sometimes they sparkle with kindness, other times gleaming with baleful intent. His habitual expression is a half smile.
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Clothes and Equipment: Averin prefers to wear his silver steel half plate. One pauldron stylize to look like a hawks head. Combined with his large red cloak, he has a very distinctive look. His preferred weapon is a bastard sword. His blade is an oddity. The hilt is worn and weathered, and seems to be ancient. The blade though looks freshly forged. The shining metal gleams brightly in light, and it's edge razor sharp. Both his armor and sword posses some degree of magic, though exactly how much is known only to him.
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Registered: Mar 21, 2016 6:59:05 GMT -8
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Post by King Averin Arach on Aug 25, 2016 12:45:39 GMT -8
Well that was interesting. All of it was interesting actually, but in particular the second thing she had said. That there was power within this keep that could only be used under gravest threat. He'd thought An Dli was the last line of defense. What The Keeper said suggested there was a greater power within Talveron. That was certainly interesting. But it was a discussion for another time.
"That doesn't answer the question of what secrets you can tell me."
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The Keeper
Established
Roleplay posts: 35
Age: Unknown.
Physical Description: A woman of average height and weight, with a slender but curvaceous frame, the woman known only as The Keeper has a lovely face of delicately-formed features, her dark brows gently arched above eyes of a deep, gleaming blue. Her nose is small and turned upward ever so slightly at the tip, giving her a nearly elfin appearance, although she has the normal rounded ears of a human. Her lips are full and soft-looking, formed into a nearly perpetual downward curve that evokes the impression of sorrow. Her skin is pale and unmarred by any imperfections, save for a small tattoo at the nape of her neck, of two crescent moons framing a full moon, all done in an odd silvery ink. This tattoo is usually covered by her hair, which falls just past her shoulders, and is a dark shade of brown that borders on black, threaded lightly with shimmering silver strands. This combined with her apparent youth, and the ancient wisdom she seems to possess, make it very difficult to determine the age of this woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, The Keeper wears a strapless dress made of multiple layers of violet fabric in varying degrees of opacity, all of them laced with faint strands of silver threads that are imbued with magic; these spells allow her to move silently, and also serve as the storage for a teleportation spell, activated by channeling magic into the thread. On the rare occasions when she ventures off of the island of Talveron, she wears a cape of rich purple velvet, the inside and edges covered in silver runes that have been sewn into the fabric; they carry spells designed to encourage people not to look at her, and to forget her as soon as she is seen, allowing her to pass through crowds veritably unnoticed. Always on her person is a thin silver bracelet around her left wrist, carved with more magical runes, its purpose unknown; on the same hand, on her index finger, she wears a silver signet ring embossed with the seal of her position, a key crossed with a quill; around her neck is a necklace of silver which bears a charm with several dark blue and violet stones that glint with an inner power; and dangling from her ears are matching earrings. She carries with her a delicate incense burner made of a dark metal and carved with runes that bears a magical green stone for illumination, and from which dangle the Keys. Only The Keeper may touch these Keys, as they open every Lock within the Isle of Talveron.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: May 4, 2016 15:39:35 GMT -8
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Post by The Keeper on Aug 25, 2016 13:00:28 GMT -8
"That depends on what secrets you want to know. Ask and I will tell, Your Majesty."
Her bare shoulders rolled in a small shrug. There wasn't really much else she could say. It was as simple as, if he wanted to know, and she could tell him.. she would.
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King Averin Arach
Dedicated
Working on the whole king thing
Roleplay posts: 284
Age: 21
Physical Description: Averin is a tall man, standing at six foot two. He has a build equal parts lithe and powerful. Broad shouldered, well muscled, but possessed of an undeniable grace. He reminds many of a tiger. He moves with a slow, languid, precision, that gives him undeniable aura of deadly skill.
Averin is a handsome man. With a square cut jaw, straight nose, and prominent cheek bones. His brown eyes are dark and alluring. Sometimes they sparkle with kindness, other times gleaming with baleful intent. His habitual expression is a half smile.
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Clothes and Equipment: Averin prefers to wear his silver steel half plate. One pauldron stylize to look like a hawks head. Combined with his large red cloak, he has a very distinctive look. His preferred weapon is a bastard sword. His blade is an oddity. The hilt is worn and weathered, and seems to be ancient. The blade though looks freshly forged. The shining metal gleams brightly in light, and it's edge razor sharp. Both his armor and sword posses some degree of magic, though exactly how much is known only to him.
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Registered: Mar 21, 2016 6:59:05 GMT -8
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Post by King Averin Arach on Aug 28, 2016 19:31:36 GMT -8
"Alright."
Damn Averin curses silently. It was one thing to know Brighitte was keeping secrets. Another to know enough about them to know what to ask. Finally though something comes to his mind. It's the lantern and the ring of keys attached to it.
"I've seen you open doors with a touch of your hand. So what are the keys for? I imagine you can open most locks without them."
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The Keeper
Established
Roleplay posts: 35
Age: Unknown.
Physical Description: A woman of average height and weight, with a slender but curvaceous frame, the woman known only as The Keeper has a lovely face of delicately-formed features, her dark brows gently arched above eyes of a deep, gleaming blue. Her nose is small and turned upward ever so slightly at the tip, giving her a nearly elfin appearance, although she has the normal rounded ears of a human. Her lips are full and soft-looking, formed into a nearly perpetual downward curve that evokes the impression of sorrow. Her skin is pale and unmarred by any imperfections, save for a small tattoo at the nape of her neck, of two crescent moons framing a full moon, all done in an odd silvery ink. This tattoo is usually covered by her hair, which falls just past her shoulders, and is a dark shade of brown that borders on black, threaded lightly with shimmering silver strands. This combined with her apparent youth, and the ancient wisdom she seems to possess, make it very difficult to determine the age of this woman.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, The Keeper wears a strapless dress made of multiple layers of violet fabric in varying degrees of opacity, all of them laced with faint strands of silver threads that are imbued with magic; these spells allow her to move silently, and also serve as the storage for a teleportation spell, activated by channeling magic into the thread. On the rare occasions when she ventures off of the island of Talveron, she wears a cape of rich purple velvet, the inside and edges covered in silver runes that have been sewn into the fabric; they carry spells designed to encourage people not to look at her, and to forget her as soon as she is seen, allowing her to pass through crowds veritably unnoticed. Always on her person is a thin silver bracelet around her left wrist, carved with more magical runes, its purpose unknown; on the same hand, on her index finger, she wears a silver signet ring embossed with the seal of her position, a key crossed with a quill; around her neck is a necklace of silver which bears a charm with several dark blue and violet stones that glint with an inner power; and dangling from her ears are matching earrings. She carries with her a delicate incense burner made of a dark metal and carved with runes that bears a magical green stone for illumination, and from which dangle the Keys. Only The Keeper may touch these Keys, as they open every Lock within the Isle of Talveron.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: May 4, 2016 15:39:35 GMT -8
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Post by The Keeper on Aug 28, 2016 19:49:09 GMT -8
Her eyes actually lit with a sparkle of excitement at Averin's question, and her lips tilted up ever so slightly at the corners. For anyone else, this would've been a beaming grin.
"Well, Your Majesty, these keys are for the most secret places within the keep. One of which I can actually show you, if you would like.. we are nearby unto the door."
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