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Post by applemerchant on Aug 28, 2007 21:00:43 GMT -8
Dervite' continues his long journey alone. It has been two days since last he slept but the fatigue of the road will not slow his pace. Trudging along both day and night he stops for nothing. Thinking as he walks to what has been said these last few days, a demonic smirk begins to spread across his solid iron face as a plan comes to mind. "There is much to do and little time" Many shall die before this comes to an end.
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Post by applemerchant on Aug 29, 2007 8:48:29 GMT -8
As the morning sun rises on the third day it brings warmth to all who walk the land. This warmth however can not warm the cold iron body that Dervite still posseses. The plot thickens as he walks, realizing the growing army that surely lies before him, his course is changed slightly. He wonders how far this plot goes and whom all is involved in this. Thoughts of the past come to him and he wonders if it is all related. Once he had everything and now it is gone.
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Post by applemerchant on Aug 29, 2007 19:02:32 GMT -8
A constant vigil is kept as Dervite' continues his march. It seems he is being followed, but who would be that dumb. Readying some gasses Dervite turns around a bend in the road and waits for his rival.
Seconds seem more like minutes as he waits.....
Always watching.....
Always Alert....
And then it comes at him......
..... It is but a small bird carrying a note. Quickly Dervite' reads the note and writes another one sending this messenger on its way with a small morsel of apple. Dervite can not help but laugh at the craftiness of such a little animal. Many are looking for him but it is only a bird that finds him.
And still the road continues......
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Post by applemerchant on Aug 29, 2007 20:49:32 GMT -8
Flakes of metal line the road that Dervite' now travels. It has been five days now since the creation of the golem body and it has come to an end. The skin of his face returns to fleshy normality. Another Pigion arrives....
.... Carefully he takes the note and reads it....
the smile fades from his visage as he scribes a new note and sends the bird on its way.
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Post by applemerchant on Sept 5, 2007 8:19:36 GMT -8
It has been days now since last he had spoken with anyone, many things played out in his mind. What treachery was afoot that would cause such things to transpire? Much did he know about the events that had gone on not long ago now but much more was still to be found out. With the players of this sick game known there was little keeping his mind off revenge....
A dark day was coming for all involved this he was certain of. He would not take such insult lightly for he had worked too hard to get where he was nothing was going to be coming between him and his goal now.
... Sorrow filled his heart as he trudged along, this was not what was to be expected, this path he now ventures upon is sure to cause much havoc in its wake......
...And in the end of it all......
...a vow would...
break
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Post by applemerchant on Sept 21, 2007 13:33:50 GMT -8
It had been several weeks since he had left mandrakes landing when dervite finally found himself nearing the town of Lochling. Although he was not far from the place it would still take him yet another day to arrive there. Never before had he made the journey he had just taken on foot and much rest was needed before continuing. Thinking he would die far before he would ever arrive he decided this day that never again would he make this walk. From now on he would travel magically so that he would not tire and would not have to bring himself to the brink of death before arriving where he meant to go.
While he rested this night Dervite' set about writing a note for the eyes of one man alone. The trick then was to get it delivered.
Moments later Dervite' had found an honest farmer to deliver his message.
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