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Post by High Seraphim Gabriel on May 13, 2009 12:44:43 GMT -5
A lifeless, cursed, non-flowing river that snakes through the Undead Lands
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Post by persephone on May 16, 2009 21:57:51 GMT -5
Persephone approached the river of despair. She paused and walked slowly in, the cursed waters not affecting her already cursed soul. She leaned her head back and let the water pour over hair hair and body, washing away the scent of Airadan before seh returned to her family
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Post by persephone on May 17, 2009 12:45:02 GMT -5
*Soaked through, Persephone climbed out of the river. She looked down at the feather still in her hand and sighed. Without thinking, she took one of her long nails and struck a small hole through the end. She then reached into the water and took a thin, but strong, piece of the seagrass and slid it through the whole. She wrapped the newly made necklace around her neck and headed back towards her home as dawn approached*
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Post by Emperor Vorgesetzter on May 18, 2009 10:59:20 GMT -5
*As Persephone turned around, the UnDead Emperor Vorgesetzter, was standing there. Gazing intently at her.
[shadow=red,left,300]"What business do you have in my Realm? Are you a ghoul that your Lady gave to me, if so you should be at your post. If not, why are you here. . . . Persephone?"[/shadow]
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Post by Lenore Greyfell on May 18, 2009 12:06:58 GMT -5
[glow=blood,2,300][shadow=black,left,300]Emperor, you forget your place. This is my vassal, not yours. A Ghoul and a true vampire look nothing alike, imbecile. Know your subordinates, and leave mine be, or we shall...have words. Have I made myself clear? Excellent. Come, Persephone. We're going from this stinking hell.[/shadow][/glow]
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Post by Emperor Vorgesetzter on May 18, 2009 14:24:46 GMT -5
[shadow=red,left,300]"Indeed!"[/shadow]
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Post by Emperor Vorgesetzter on May 21, 2009 8:21:43 GMT -5
*Emperor Vorgesetzter starts to make his way to the Castle. A searing hatred and a blazing rage courses through him.
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