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Kemanoral / Valenthe
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Date Posted: 13:01:43 01/18/03 Sat
In reply to:
Enzeru
's message, "tieing up loose ends..." on 10:47:15 01/16/03 Thu
Most of the essence that had been Nemesis was gone, all of which was considered "expendable" by Father. What remained was a small globe the size of a child's fist, and if you looked at it closely enough it resembled a sleeping dragon, the tail curled up and around the dragon's snout, glistening ebony wings folded tightly to it's back. Valenthe held it in both hands and walked calmly towards Chaos.
"Father wants for you to look after the remains of your sister, this being the core essence of what she was. You may choose to let your creation Wyrd devour it, indeed Father would very much like you to do so. It would put it out of the reach of others that could misuse it, and into the hands, or perhaps paws of one that can use it to full effect. Or you could keep it here with you for the rest of eternity if you so choose. My task is done, in that I have delivered it.
Turning from Chaos she walks towards the same door she came in by, politely waiting till she was out of sight to vanish back to her post.
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Keman was confused at the recent events that had transpired. First Immarra was thrown into the cage with him, her unconscious body difficult to catch and lower in the prison's confines. Then while the dragon was assumably thinking a man stepped from nowhere and struck with a blinding speed. He hadn't even seen the blow that killed the dragon, he saw only the afteraffects of her turning to dust. When that same man ordered the ones that had appeared as mysteriously as he had to release him and Immarra he was taken aback by the coldness in his voice. He had looked at Immarra like she would know him, and she might too, but she wasn't awake to say so. Cradling her limp form he followed the ones who released them, somehow vanishing from the dragon's lair back to the forest where the smell of smoke was old. They had been returned to the forest near Hogoromo and he had no idea how. He would wait till Immarra awoke before asking her the questions that bubbled in his mind. The cloak that Immarra had been wrapped in was gone, presumably the ones that had released them had taken it when they left them. They were gone as swiftly and as mysteriously as they had arrived, and he wondered what the man had meant when he had said that if they should ever tresspass into his territory again he wouldn't be so lenient. It was one of the questions he would ask Immarra when she woke. Turning he headed south towards the castle.
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