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The Legend Of The Ferra Stone

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Should I point out that Mishka's still waiting on you?

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The Legend Of The Ferra Stone

@FullMetalHeart Tell you what. You fess up first and I'll go next. Deal?

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A magical crown and a dragon. Huh... Now that was something she hadn't heard of. Or tried. Ever. Mira made a face as she mused over the idea in silence. When she and Sparhawk used to hang out together, he had always been the more clever and logical of the two while she was the sly and creative one. So she trusted when he claimed he had reason to believe that the crown actually existed, as implausible as that was. No doubt he'd have done his research and checked his sources thoroughly. Of course, using a reference that old was foolish (Sparhawk had inevitably changed over the years, everybody does) but Mira wanted to believe him. Now with that aside: did she still want to go along with this? Hell yeah. Mira bobbed her head in acceptance. She was in, whether or not Sorren would be joining them. The weasel's whiskers twitched and it suddenly squealed in despair. "What? Are you mad? A dragon?!?! I don't want to turn into a roast you dull oaf! Release me this instant!" He did have a point but Mira was already set on going with no intention of chickening out. She made face and came back with how he really didn't have a say in the matter, but the rodent was not having it. He tried clawing his way out of her hand and even resorted to biting but Mira simply held him by the scruff. She signed again. "I am not a fluffy snake! You take that back!"

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Mira was starting to get her suspicions on Sparhawk's behavior but hadn't quite caught on yet like Sorren did. She grinned widely once the new announcement was made. Seemed all their hard work was for nothing. Puppets, the pirate thought smugly. Once she was free the woman decided to repay the gesture by shoving the man who'd been restraining her, then happily accepted the weasel back. Surprisingly it settled down in her grip and stopped cursing everyone out. She signed it a quick few words, then had it direct that to Sparhawk. "I missed you like a cur misses its fleas." Mira was still upset with him; for the part where he had ignored her and for the part where he was only releasing them because he was no longer being ordered to capture the pair. Although, she couldn't really hold that against him. He was just doing his job. "What's the catch?" That had most certainly caught her attention but she was still wary.

The Legend Of The Ferra Stone

I assume you mean my character, and Eliza is Human, Elion is Elven

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No he meant you. Clearly none of us are human so we might as all well start fessing up now.

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Of course she had this coming. Stupid thing was crawling all over her by now and she was struggling not to squirm from the ticklish feeling. Mira rolled her eyes, then quickly snapped back to stare down Sparhawk. Look at me, dammit. The woman practically snorted as she stomped her boot in irritation. She hated nothing more than being deemed unworthy of so much as a glance. So much as a single motion of acknowledgement. Some had the decency to at least look at their quarry when announcing the consequences while others appeared they couldn't be bothered anyone labeled a criminal. But this? The man was deliberately ignoring her and it was pissing her off. Mira tried backing up when another knight stepped forward to remove the weasel from her garment but was manhandled to stand still in place by someone else from behind. She made a noise of protest (a failed attempt at say "no", it was an odd thing that sounded like a cross between a cough and a hoarse grunt) then went so far as to attempt biting at the hand reach towards her. The person from behind kneed the backs of her legs to force her to kneel before pulling her head back by her hair. Still, Mira tried twisting away although now it was pointless as the weasel was dug out from her shirt.