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I will be working on a post today. I might have a date with the gym after work, but if not, I will have it up by then.

🦄 Duplicity - D&D Style Fantasy Rp Adventure (Completed)

Lerraina

Location: The burning building
Interacting with: Cyneburg, Keystone, and the fire

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So much was going on around her, though none of it seemed to concern Lerraina much. A new face in the crowd, half of their group ran towards the burning woman before she cast a shroud of darkness around them and fled. While she might have been able to help on that end, she figured it was best to stick to the task at hand; the burning building. There was no pause or hesitation. There couldn’t be. There was no room for it here. All of her dreams of a dry place to sleep and a warm meal would come crashing down if they couldn’t get the fire under control, literally. And she wasn’t about to give up on that dream just yet.

Keystone had grabbed a few pots and made his way over to the building. It wasn’t much of a plan, but it seemed to be the only one that could work. She scanned the contents of the wagon. There was nothing else that could be of use, nothing to make a hose and despite the never ending rain, it would take too long to gather. She quickly followed in suit with the first two pots she could find, large enough to scoop up the mucky earth and use it to smother out the flames.

There were at least three of them, it had to be enough. Keystone had gone inside crazy lune…, Cyneburg was attacking it from one side and Lerraina took the other. It might help if we had more hands on this … I’m sure it doesn’t take the whole lot of them to handle one person … who may or may not be dangerous … who may or may not have caused this. Oh dammit. She cursed herself under her breath. The idle thoughts proved a distraction, but that is all that it was, a distraction, and it certainly wasn’t helping her to do her job any faster or easier.

The rain had pounded into the ground so hard there were several soft spots in the earth, several large puddles that would work perfectly. Packing the mud and water into the pot, nearly to its rim, she flung it onto the planks of wood that held the large building together. There was a force in her swing, as she repeated the movement over and over. But it was fueled more by determination and will than it was by strength, and it wouldn’t keep up for long. Lerraina had left the tavern before breakfast, and the pains of hunger were starting to devour her energy. She wasn’t sure just how much longer she could keep it up, so she just kept moving, kept slapping the mud and water onto the flames hoping that it would be enough to get things under control. Just keep moving, just keep moving …

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So now that I'm in recovery from the weekend ... Who is next to post. What's happening? :)

🦄 Duplicity - D&D Style Fantasy Rp Adventure (Completed)

I am so sorry, it has been one hell of a weekend, and now I'm back to the torture of work >< I will certainly try to get a post up soon :)

🦄 Duplicity - D&D Style Fantasy Rp Adventure (Completed)

I've got something in mind, will hopefully have it up today :)

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@The Harbinger of Ferocity LOL I'm sure that Ionathan and Emil will teeter the line of proving that theory wrong :p

I thrive off of the group dynamics though, and I think we have a great thing going here at this point :) It's actually pretty balanced, which, in my opinion, is pretty awesome.

🦄 Duplicity - D&D Style Fantasy Rp Adventure (Completed)

The group dynamics excite me the most lol and reading up on Sana, I'm sure things will get even more interesting :)

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@Belwicket Lol I wouldn't go that far ... More so that she may feel a bit bad about what she did, cause she kinda took advantage of the fact that Regina had feelings for her. She's not a complete robot psycho bitch tool, she does have some sort of conscience ...

And I can almost guarantee you that Isabeau isn't going to let anyone into her mind. Genevieve ... Well, I don't think she'll have a choice or any say in that. :p

@Zero Hex I will put on my big girl pants, take a chill pill get my panties out of a bunch. :p rp's die all too often unfortunately, and I've had the experience of being the last one to post in many of them. I didn't mean it in a passive aggressive, emo kind of way, but I suppose that part of me just wanted to make sure that I haven't bored everyone to tears yet lol :p

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I often get scared that my writing turns people off and away :p

I hope everyone is having a good week. Looking forward to the next few rounds of posts :)

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Conversation had sprouted between a few, though it was brief. The beast woman had eased away from Isabeau, though her mood and demeanor seemed just as sour, and condescending, despising even, as it was when she held the sword out to her throat. Her gaze drifted around to those gathered as their words passed through her. All except for Regina's. "I have questions for you. Don't stray too far or I will hunt you down." Her eyes lingered on the hin a bit longer than they did on the others.

Ionathan had mentioned something of resting up in a tavern, incidentally there was one not far from their location, the very one that had accommodated several of their party members before they entered into this crazed debacle.

"I suppose then that I will join in your respite at this tavern. But come dawn, I travel to the stronghold of The Jarjestys Magi, located north of here, perhaps a days travel at least. To my knowledge, they have also been monitoring demon activity so we'll have a better idea of what's going on with them."

With the amulet in hand, she nodded to Ajax in appreciation for the help and started her ascent out of the ruins. Their trip to the mages cottage hadn't been a complete failure. Genevieve was now out of the way, she had acquired the artifact, and no blood was shed ... That she knew of anyway. Yes, there were questions, and explanations that she would have to go over several times. People were angry, hurt, betrayed. But people were always angry, hurt and betrayed. She was just happy she made it out of there alive. Part of her had hoped that half the group would disband, but honestly, if they had any hope in defeating Zargon, she would need their help. All of their help.

Her hands braced whatever rubble that hadn't been uprooted by her new ally. She wasn't an expert climber by any means and it seemed to have taken a bit of effort to rise out of the ruin. Stealing one more glance in the direction of the cottage that had once stood so tall, she looses a breath, quietly muttering something under her breath. "I'm sorry.". For whatever it was worth, to the ghosts of the house, the magic that lay buried beneath the soot and stone, the person she once considered friend. To the tavern she travelled, expecting the others to follow.

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