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Post by Deleted on Apr 28, 2017 21:35:56 GMT -8
The gargoyle wasn't in the room, it seemed. In fact, she left immediately after dropping the bandit and locking her in. She wouldn't freeze to death, but she wouldn't be safe from the cold stone walls and floor, either. Not the most comfortable stay, especially with being locked in the dark.
It would be probably about an hour later before Khakyi returned - opening the door long enough to drop a dim lantern with a small flame inside before closing it again.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 28, 2017 21:41:39 GMT -8
At that point Kelly was laying on the bed trying to get to sleep. Her eyes adjusted somewhat so when Khakyi opened the door again she had to cover her eyes. She sighed. She had hoped to at least talk to the gargoyle woman but with how hostile she was being it was almost pointless to even try. She was used to being accused of trying to steal things- it came with the territory- but even after telling the truth the creature would rather be alone than have some company. She had too many questions for the gargoyle- who was she? How did she get here? Was she meant to guard this place? What was it before it become ruined?
She picked up the lantern and placed it next to her bed, slightly down she wouldn't get a chance to meet such a creature again. Oh well, at least she wasn't freezing in the blizzard. Eventually her eyes felt heavy and she went to sleep.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 28, 2017 21:49:22 GMT -8
It would be several hours later before the creature showed her face again - likely giving a rude awakening with the lock slamming back and the door creaking open. Regardless of whether Kelly was awake or not, she would likely be snatched up again and dragged from the room - back down the hall and up the stairs, and for the direction of the entryway and bridge that Kelly entered that night.
The wind wasn't howling and the snow had settled, but it was still cold. The skies were just starting to lighten up with the sun just over the horizon.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 28, 2017 23:10:11 GMT -8
By now Kelly had gotten used to the rude awakening and crossed her arms as she was dragged forcefully. When she was tossed outside, she looked around for her path and decided to head that way.
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Physical Description: He stands 6 feet tall exactly. All other aspects are hidden.
Clothes and Equipment: He is coated with a very strange leather that is imbued with arcane magics and purple robes. A large bow that seems grown naturally from a tree.
The leather repairs itself.
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Post by An Arcane Ranger on Oct 9, 2017 3:51:35 GMT -8
A strange man in purple and blue cloths over and a full suit of strange dark leather a quiver and bow approached the castle. The Archer sighed, his last job was a complete success but his escape led him here. With a snow storm bearing down he decided his best course of action would be to enter the castle, at least till the storm passes.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 9, 2017 10:27:18 GMT -8
Day had fallen to night, and cast the weathered, crumbling castle ruins in a number of shadows that left the place looking ominous, more so with the bearing wind and snow that was blasting the mountains in a howling display. Many of the walls stood but a number of roofs and supports were reduced to nothing, having caused a number of collapses that decimated the broken walls seen. Staircases were chipped and uneven, the floors so, too. The courtyard was long dead, only cold earth and the withering trunks of trees possibly found in the place that might have been the most beautiful part of this castle once long ago.
With night came the awakening of the place's only inhabitant - and it watched from a high tower as someone sought to invade the place they called home.
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An Arcane Ranger
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Physical Description: He stands 6 feet tall exactly. All other aspects are hidden.
Clothes and Equipment: He is coated with a very strange leather that is imbued with arcane magics and purple robes. A large bow that seems grown naturally from a tree.
The leather repairs itself.
Registered: Jun 14, 2016 0:57:49 GMT -8
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Post by An Arcane Ranger on Oct 9, 2017 13:59:54 GMT -8
The ranger couldn't help but feel watched... He entered the castle and spoke loudly, "Hello anyone home?" His eyes seemed to glow purple as he scanned the area with "night vision."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 9, 2017 14:20:41 GMT -8
There wouldn't be much of a wait. The figure would take to the hard winds near silently to bring itself down on the other side of the entrance hall, letting them remain in shadow as the ranger entered. Even without the night vision, he would have easily made out the hard, vicious stare of a pair of bright eyes in the dark - leveled directly on him.
But with that vision, he would easily make out her form in the shade - tall, menacing, powerful, yet with a feminine figure that was distinctive. A strong tail that was whipping to and fro angrily like a defensive cat, though it looked capable to do serious damage if striking.
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An Arcane Ranger
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Roleplay posts: 29
Physical Description: He stands 6 feet tall exactly. All other aspects are hidden.
Clothes and Equipment: He is coated with a very strange leather that is imbued with arcane magics and purple robes. A large bow that seems grown naturally from a tree.
The leather repairs itself.
Registered: Jun 14, 2016 0:57:49 GMT -8
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Post by An Arcane Ranger on Oct 9, 2017 14:34:47 GMT -8
The ranger stopped dead for a moment. He stared at the creature for a moment. Then he straightened up and smiled, the leather face covering mimicking the expression with a glowing purple mouth. "Hello!" He put a hand up and waved in greeting.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 9, 2017 14:39:57 GMT -8
As soon as he offered a friendly greeting, the eyes narrowed. And she began a heavy step towards him, claws landing hard on the hardwood flooring loud enough to be heard even over the howling winds outside. Her cloak snapped up and open into a pair of large wings, just looking to make her a little more intimidating. Her next exhale came out in a hiss, a deep growl rumbling in her throat as well.
"What are you doing here?" she would bark, clearly anything but friendly. "You don't belong here."
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An Arcane Ranger
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Roleplay posts: 29
Physical Description: He stands 6 feet tall exactly. All other aspects are hidden.
Clothes and Equipment: He is coated with a very strange leather that is imbued with arcane magics and purple robes. A large bow that seems grown naturally from a tree.
The leather repairs itself.
Registered: Jun 14, 2016 0:57:49 GMT -8
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Post by An Arcane Ranger on Oct 9, 2017 14:47:09 GMT -8
The archer cocked his head to the side as she began her approach. When she spread her wings he let out an "oooh" and clapped until she began to speak. He listened and when she finished he replied in a more cheery tone than the gargoyle probably would have liked, "I was just hoping to get out of the weather, its cold out there. What are you doing here? You are a gargoyle, yes? Why is it that you guard nothing but a ruin?"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 9, 2017 15:02:32 GMT -8
The gargoyle, indeed, wasn't particularly happy that he seemed unfazed by her display of intimidation. Her pace quickened a bit, and she would be about upon him in a few moments - extending a hand with every intent to grab him up by a collar or cloak, whatever she could, and drag him back out the way he came.
"You find shelter elsewhere - you don't belong here!"
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An Arcane Ranger
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Roleplay posts: 29
Physical Description: He stands 6 feet tall exactly. All other aspects are hidden.
Clothes and Equipment: He is coated with a very strange leather that is imbued with arcane magics and purple robes. A large bow that seems grown naturally from a tree.
The leather repairs itself.
Registered: Jun 14, 2016 0:57:49 GMT -8
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Post by An Arcane Ranger on Oct 9, 2017 15:19:12 GMT -8
Just as the gargoyle claws would have touched him, his body disappeared in a flash of brilliant purple light. A voice came from behind the gargoyle, "Now now, these robes are expensive." The eyes of his mask formed a "^^" and he continued speaking, "Calm yourself, I mean the castle, its... residents, and you no harm." He looked around, "How long have you been here protecting this place?"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 9, 2017 15:26:53 GMT -8
Her ears twitched when his voice came from behind after he vanished, and when she found him standing out of arm's reach she snarled, clearly angry. He was making a fool of her, and pestering questions...! She stormed after him again, looking to latch in with both hands this time with a bit more aggression. It was clear he was getting under her skin.
"This is my home! Mine! Not a place for humans! Get out!"
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An Arcane Ranger
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Roleplay posts: 29
Physical Description: He stands 6 feet tall exactly. All other aspects are hidden.
Clothes and Equipment: He is coated with a very strange leather that is imbued with arcane magics and purple robes. A large bow that seems grown naturally from a tree.
The leather repairs itself.
Registered: Jun 14, 2016 0:57:49 GMT -8
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Post by An Arcane Ranger on Oct 9, 2017 15:37:00 GMT -8
He let her grab him this time. The archer grabbed her wrists in response. He didn't resist he didn't poke or annoy. He simply stared for a second as she huffed and puffed... "A big bad wolf," he said softly as the light that made his imaginary mouth disappeared.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 9, 2017 15:59:15 GMT -8
The words made her snarl once more - the idea of this human just taunting her was making her all the more angry. Assuming he didn't struggle - or make another vanishing act - she would drag him back out the way he came and partway down the bridge that led from the gate, before tossing him down the rest of it.
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An Arcane Ranger
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Roleplay posts: 29
Physical Description: He stands 6 feet tall exactly. All other aspects are hidden.
Clothes and Equipment: He is coated with a very strange leather that is imbued with arcane magics and purple robes. A large bow that seems grown naturally from a tree.
The leather repairs itself.
Registered: Jun 14, 2016 0:57:49 GMT -8
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Post by An Arcane Ranger on Oct 9, 2017 16:26:46 GMT -8
He rolled a couple times but righted himself in the process and slid on his feet and one hand until the end of the slide where he resumed standing. It was all a smooth motion. He looked to the gargoyle, "So you have removed me from trespassing. What will you do now?"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 9, 2017 16:31:35 GMT -8
... he was like an annoying fly you couldn't get to go out the window, and if you did he came right back in. And laughed at the rolled up newspaper you used to swat at it. Khakyi was steadily losing what composure she had, though it was nothing more than territorial rage to virtually anyone else watching. She would let out a bestial roar, a warning for him to back off, before snapping her wings back about her shoulder to cloak herself and turning on her paw to storm back off into the darkness of the entrance hall.
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An Arcane Ranger
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Roleplay posts: 29
Physical Description: He stands 6 feet tall exactly. All other aspects are hidden.
Clothes and Equipment: He is coated with a very strange leather that is imbued with arcane magics and purple robes. A large bow that seems grown naturally from a tree.
The leather repairs itself.
Registered: Jun 14, 2016 0:57:49 GMT -8
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Post by An Arcane Ranger on Oct 9, 2017 16:39:16 GMT -8
The ranger began to follow, "You know, the best way to get me to leave is having a conversation."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 9, 2017 16:42:54 GMT -8
She heard his voice trailing, but not in the sense that she was leaving him behind. It was like he was coming along - a glance over her shoulder proved as much. The stupid man wouldn't leave well enough alone and go away! She turned again and stood in the entry way, her wings starting to open again as she sneered with teeth clenched.
"You blasted human! What part of 'go away' do you not comprehend?!"
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