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Post by Count Dracula on Aug 5, 2008 15:42:11 GMT -5
*Dracula swung the sword with a practiced grace.*
"It seems a bit lighter, then the last time I wielded it."
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Post by Malefica on Aug 5, 2008 15:45:59 GMT -5
*Malefica smiled warmly and looked up at him again.*
"Do you think it will effect your fighting?"
*Even if she smiled her voice was filled with concern about his safety.*
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Post by Count Dracula on Aug 5, 2008 15:52:18 GMT -5
*Dracula cocked his head.*
"Only time will try. What else is there that I must know?"
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Post by Malefica on Aug 5, 2008 15:57:56 GMT -5
*Malefica smiled warmly and looked up at him.*
"Well, I found a letter in Icarus' study. It was from Haldir, an elf from The Elven Kingdom of Lorien. He wrote about a statue that moves and is murdering everyone that enters the temple of The lost city of Ehonile. I suppose Ehonile is in Lorien too. The statue looks exactly like Loke."
*She paused for a moment, thoughtfully.*
"Knowing Loke's ego, I wouldn't be surprised if he had hidden his box in a temple dedicated to himself."
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Post by Count Dracula on Aug 5, 2008 16:03:35 GMT -5
*Dracula nodded.*
"Very well. Just find the box in the temple and destroy it. Anything else?"
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Post by Malefica on Aug 5, 2008 16:10:54 GMT -5
*Malefica sighed and looked up at him.*
"My love, you sound like you're only going to the kitchen to make yourself a peanut butter sandwich. This is not as easy as you think. Loke will try to stop you with all means. And he has an accomplice. The ghost of the evil Elf King, Orduag."
*She looked up at him again.*
"Do you want me to come with you?"
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Post by Count Dracula on Aug 5, 2008 16:14:42 GMT -5
*Dracula shook his head quickly.*
"No. I understand that the situation is grave. It is why I would not frivolously put you in peril. But this ghost, these are the sorts of things I would have you tell me of. What can be done against him?"
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Post by Malefica on Aug 5, 2008 16:18:14 GMT -5
*Malefica thought for a while.*
"Hmmm. He is a tough one. But you could try to frighten him off by tricking him to believe that someone is trying to dig up the ring he was buried with. He is possessed by it, and even in death he is afraid to lose it."
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Post by Count Dracula on Aug 5, 2008 16:20:23 GMT -5
*Dracula stared at her, finally blinking.*
"You want me to convince a ghost that someone is after his ring?"
*That didn't sound like his sort of plan. There wasn't enough disembowelment. But then again, ghosts were complicated.*
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Post by Malefica on Aug 5, 2008 16:23:10 GMT -5
*Malefica smiled and found a black bottle in her skirt pocket. She offered it to her husband.*
"Forgive me, my love. I forgot you would want some fun first. Pour this over him when you meet him. That will give him a mortal body long enough for you to play with him. You can do whatever you like with him while the potion lasts."
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Post by Count Dracula on Aug 5, 2008 16:26:47 GMT -5
*Dracula's eyes were dark, even as he carefully took the bottle.*
"I don't want to have fun with him. I want this done so I might come home and take care of the rest of my family."
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Post by Malefica on Aug 5, 2008 16:29:39 GMT -5
*Malefica smiled warmly and looked back at him.*
"I appreciate the tenderness you show me, in doing all this. In return, I will watch over the mansion and over the safety of your other wives while you are gone."
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Post by Count Dracula on Aug 5, 2008 16:33:08 GMT -5
*Dracula's jaw set, readying for battle.*
"I will go then. And do what I can to make haste of it. Wait for my return, Malefica."
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Post by Malefica on Aug 5, 2008 16:36:06 GMT -5
*Malefica smiled and looked up at him.*
"I will wait for you, my love. Be careful, I don't want anything to happen to you. I love you."
*She stood on her toes, as if she wanted to kiss him, then she resigned with a sigh. She looked very sad.*
"Safe journey."
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Post by Count Dracula on Aug 5, 2008 16:46:25 GMT -5
*Dracula's eyes softened for a moment.*
"I will return as soon as I can."
*He slipped out the door and down the hall to find Magenta.*
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