As the wind howled through the looming trees with mournful dirges, a lone fawn strode through the forest by the ruin. She didn't frollick and skip the way other deer (especially her pig-headed peace-loving hippie of a twin). No, she took her time, stretching one long leg in front of the other. As she walked to the graves to watch over the bodies of her beloved spirits, she whispered, "Ah, sweet spirits, bringing me to life again. I will watch over you and keep the reckless mortals from disturbing your rest."
She looked to be scarred on every part of her body. Bones and scabs covered her back, legs, and neck. Her left ear was in ribbons. Her face was a skull for the wolves who killed her had eaten away the flesh before the Spirits could return her soul to the corpse. If a deer saw her in the wood, the first word that would come into their mind that described her would be "hideous".
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"I hear and I forget, I see and I remember, I do and I understand."-Confuscious
The dual-colored fawn awoke at the bottom of the pit in the middle of the ruins. She opened her eyes, one black like obsidian, the other pale and colorless. Her pelt seemed divided, black fur on one side and white on the other. Red flowers, different from the poppies that grew around the ruins, adorned her head.
She stood, and her ears perked up. She sensed a presence. A deer...but not like other deer. Somehow, there was something in what she sensed that seemed similar to the spirits that inhabited this area.
Intriguing...
Still, she was wary, as always. She would go and investigate this stranger, make sure they weren't doing anything disrespectful. As long as they were calm and quiet, there would be no problem.
The fawn climbed the stairs that led out of the pit, and turned, looking for the deer she had sensed. She spotted it near some of the graves. A fawn. Great, she thought, bitterly. Fawns tended to be the ones to cause the most problems.
But this was no ordinary fawn, she noticed. The size was right, but it looked like something that should have been dead. Yet, it was standing, moving, clearly alive. Could it be that this fawn had somehow been caught in between life and death?
She moved closer, quietly, keeping to the shadows. She felt curious, something that was unusual for her. She watched the other fawn from behind a pillar, not wanting to be noticed, hoping the other wouldn't approach her. She simply wanted to know why this fawn seemed to be somehow connected to the spirits...
((sorry if it's a bit long ^^; )
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
The half-dead fawn bowed to the graves and whispered, "I am keeping your bodies safe, spirits. So that you may live a joyous life in the afterlife. I am forever in our debt for what you have done for me." Rising from her bow, she went over to a rose bush, picked a black one, and laid it opon a pagan's grave. "Newly buried body," she said in a raspy voice. "New spirit to the wood."
Dark matter collected around the grave. "Aha!" shouted the fawn. "Ectoplasm! A spirit longing to speak with me." She sat back and mummered things in the Hindu language. The ectoplasm emitted a humming noise, the noise of spirits communicating. Only mortals heard the humming but other spirits heard actually voices.
The fawn sat up and chuckled. "Yes, it is my duty, dear spirit, that I welcome ye dead ones to the forest."
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"I hear and I forget, I see and I remember, I do and I understand."-Confuscious
The black and white fawn blinked, moving a bit closer. It wasn't every day that she saw someone who not only paid proper respects to those buried here, but could also communicate with the spirits as well. Normally she wanted nothing to do with others, refusing to even acknowledge their presence unless they did something that angered her. But she wanted to know more about this strange fawn...
She slowly inched just a bit closer, coming out a little ways from her position behind the pillar. She spoke, her voice quiet, and with an odd maturity to it though it still sounded young.
"Who are you?"
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
Chuckling in a deep raspy voice, the fawn turned her skull in the direction of the dual-pelt fawn. The skull was completely free of skin thanks to her past; red glowing eyes were in the sockets. Upon her head was a ring of black roses like she has put upon the pagan grave. She was taller than the other fawn (the deer from the Longback bloodline were quite tall).
"I'm Rhiannon Longback, Ghostwhisperer, great-granddaughter of George the Sage,"- she nodded towards a Christian grave- " and twin sister of Falamir Longback," she said as she strode over towards the other fawn, careful not to injure the spirit's bodies as they rotted six feet underneath her.
"The real question is," she chuckled, "who are you?"
She didn't even wince at the other's appearance. It didn't bother her at all. In fact, it was the kind of look she could appreciate, not that she would say so.
She did frown at the other fawn's tone, though, not liking the way she seemed to be laughing at her. "I didn't ask for your life story," she said, somewhat irritated. "As for me...it's Melinoe." She looked thoughtfully at the skull-faced fawn with mismatching eyes. "And you communicate with the spirits, it seems. Strange, I never thought anyone else could."
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
Winking a red eye, Rhiannon said, "No one that is still alive." She shook her greasy black hair out of the way of her face. "Nice to meet yeh, Melinoe. A pleasure, I am sure." She ran over to a bush of roses and laid a flower upon another grave. After whispering a little to spirits, she turned to Melinoe and said curiously in her raspy voice, "And so you say that you can also communicate with the Woodspirits?"
Melinoe gave just the slightest of nods. "I can..." She watched Rhiannon with mild interest. It was unusual to see anyone placing flowers on the graves. In fact, she didn't remember having ever seen anyone do that. "You don't seem to be like other deer I've encountered. Yet, I don't believe I have seen you around here before."
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
Turning her skull, Rhiannon emitted her deep chuckle once more and said, "Ah, I try to keep away from other deer, especially Falamir and those who are associated with him." She turned her head backwards and snorted at nothing. "I do not believe you are Eyeres, Mordred, or Gaia though." She laughed after saying this, not at Melinoe but at the idea of her being one of Fal's friends.
She gave a little snort of her own. "Seems we have something in common then. I've never cared much for the living. Such fools, all of them." For a moment, her eyes--or at least the one that wasn't already blank--seemed to go vacant, and she frowned, her ears going back, as if she were remembering something unpleasant. But she snapped back almost immediately, looking back at Rhiannon. "Normally I wouldn't even bother to approach another deer. Especially other fawns, as they tend to be the most bothersome." She spoke with slight irritation in her voice. "I admit, it's somewhat refreshing to meet one who seems respectful of the spirits here, for once."
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
"Ah," said Rhiannon relaxed. "Ah, it is great to be with another deer like me. Mortals are foolish: running a muck about the forest always happy always grinning from ear to ear." She flipped her black hair back in disgust, gritting her teeth. "Fawns are even more bothersome, not seeming to notice the world is NOT all fun and games." She looked down at a scar on her leg to emphasize the meaning of what she had just stated.
((I realized they had some things in common, but I can't believe just how much alike these two are. X3))
"I couldn't agree more..." For a moment, Melinoe seemed to be lost in thought, ears pinned back as she seemed to be remembering something again, something much farther back this time. Her expression was almost blank, unreadable, though the very observant might detect a certain...sadness...hidden somewhere deep within.
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
Rhiannon's red eyes narrowed, but she still grinned (having a skull-face limited your expression). This new accquaintence of hers was obviously in pain. Maybe, maybe she suffered the same pain she did, the pain of being murdered and nobody helping....just watching. "Melinoe," Rhia asked with an odd tone. "What's ailing you?" She could since her soul's uncomfort.
Melinoe blinked, shaking her head as she snapped back to the present. "Nothing," she said dismissively. She wasn't ready to share her past with anyone. No, it would be a long time before that happened. And the other fawn had better not press the subject.
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
Feeling as though it was unwise to dwell on the subject, Rhiannon rattled the concern from her brain. Her motto was "Never screw around with things you don't understand, or you might lose your life." Even though she had nothing to lose, she planned to stick to her philosophy.
Rhiannon had changed a bit in the last few days: she had grown and now doe antlers protruded from her skull. Her legs were furry and her back seemed even longer than before. She turned her head to Melinoe. Perhaps it was around Melinoe's coming of age as well. "Not to seem ignorant," said the young doe, "but how old are you?"
Melinoe blinked at this new development, though her face did not show her surprise. It was odd seeing the fawn she had just met now quite a bit larger, a full-grown doe. Now she had to look up to see her face. Or at least the skull that took place of one.
Mel frowned at the question. "Hrmmph...Older than you think. Older than this body. But, I do believe this tiny fawn's body will grow soon enough. Perhaps then, others will take me more seriously."
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
Rhia chuckled once more, not at Mel but at the mortal deer. "Mortals," she smiled. "They never seem to believe fawns can cause mortal harm to them because they are 'small'. They have no clue if a fawn was ressurected from a mighty warrior who rots in their thousand year old tomb. They treat the fawn like it is a puny baby, only because the body was. However the tormented spirit inside could easily kill their antagonist."
The young doe flipped her blinked. "Well, that is to say that I knew a lost warrior soul who was also put into a fawn's body. That was long ago however, long before I died."
"Well, I am not a warrior. I don't particularly enjoy violence. I prefer not to fight if I don't have to. But there have been those that insisted on pushing my limits, and then they laugh! They just don't understand." She gritted her teeth in anger, but then managed to calm herself. "But then, how can I expect them to? The fools that they are."
She looked back up at the now-grown doe before her. "I admit I am curious, however. Who is this lost warrior you speak of?"
((Judging by the date of the first screenshot I took of Melinoe, she should be an adult some time next week.))
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
((Fal and Rhia are turning into adults tomorrow and the day after. Rhia was born one day after Falamir, but in their story they are twins.))
Rhiannon nodded in agreement. "I don't like violence, I only killed once in my life: a wolf that was trying to kill me. I am no warrior, I am-as I you can see-a ghostwhisperer." She pointed her head to the woods. "As for the warrior I was telling you of: his name was and is Faust. George Faust Rowanelm, who goes by his middle name only because his body's name was George. He is three hundred years old. An Irish Elk was his old body. He was a baron who died during his family's last stand in their fortress. He traded his soul while he died to the Devil and was born again as a fawn."
"A wolf, that's quite an accomplishment." She would be impressed if it were true. Perhaps it was...Rhiannon didn't seem the type to make up such a thing. But that didn't seem particularly important at the moment.
"Hmm... The...Devil...you say?" Mel raised a skeptical brow. Even with her background, she still didn't quite believe in such things. That is, she didn't quite believe in any dieties, and the Devil, though supposedly evil, was close enough. But she knew there were ways in which what Rhiannon described could happen. Perhaps it was, in fact, something else.
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
Looking back at Melinoe, Rhiannon said, "That's the legend. Faust allegedly traded his soul to some being of Darkness for life and was put into the body of a fawn. I don't know whether the story is true or no, but this is what the Irishman said. The Irish elk herds have a knack for tall tales and lying however."
Mel gave a slight nod. "Well, that would make sense, then. As far as gods and devils, I've never been quite convinced that such beings exist. But, a soul being reborn into a new body is not unheard of. Although such a thing is not common."
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
Rhiannon grinned her creepy grin. "No, not very common. I was restored into my corpse by the Being, but that happens alot. Hence all those Zombie deer wandering the wood." Stretching her legs out, she continued, "I once heard that the spirit I like to talk to was restored into George Rowanelm's fawn body, and went to find Faust. He attack me!" She chuckled darkly. "Can you imagaine a small fawn able to kill a large stag? I couldn't. He just about broke the leg of an undead fawn." She made a gesture to her left hind leg.
"I've seen some of those deer. They...intrigue me. Not quite dead, yet not quite alive. In fact, that is a part of what interested me about you." Mel tilted her head a little, looking at the indicate leg. "Hrmph... I may not like that others don't take me seriously in this body, but a full-grown stag outright attacking a fawn, when not even provoked, is quite a different thing. A grown stag ought to know better than to pick unfair fights. But I wonder, are you still able to feel pain?"
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
Rhiannon was very intreagued that one should ask the question Mel asked. "No," she said. "I do not feel pain at all. At least no wounds enflicted upon me. Yes, full-grown stags have no right to fight fawns. It's a cowardly and unfair act."
"Who knows what goes on in the minds of others." She sighed. "There is a reason I don't trust...anyone." Weary of standing, Melinoe laid down by a nearby gravestone, resting against the cool granite. She knew the spirits didn't mind. In fact, they welcomed her. "At least...not anyone that is alive."
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
Rhiannon threw her skull-head back at Melinoe again with a grin. "Yes, yes, sssstupid mortals. Stupid, stupid mortals! The dead know everything although they don't give a damn. They can be trusted." She giggled hysterically then calmed down.
At some point during the day, the fawn had grown up, turning into a somewhat tall, thin doe with short, black antlers. She still wore the red flowers on her head, and her coat was still the same black and white, but now she also wore a dark mask on her face that seemed to resemble a pair of hands.
She got up, stretching, and looked around from her now higher vantage point. "Finally!" she said. Her voice had grown deeper as well. "Finally I am rid of the tiny fawn body. Perhaps now they won't laugh at me."
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
Rhiannon noticed the changes between her aquaintence. "Charming," she muttered. Rhia acted as though she didn't care for her appearance, but inside the undead doe felt self-concious. Shaking the notion from her head, she got up.
Melinoe blinked at Rhiannon, an ear twitching. "It doesn't matter to me what you think. All that matters is that I no longer have the appearance of a child, and hopefully I will no longer be taken for one. I would like to see what those fools who laughed at me would think now. But I won't go seeking them out. They're not worth it." At that last part, she seemed to be talking more to herself than to Rhiannon.
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
I would be interested.
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
Which deer,
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"I hear and I forget, I see and I remember, I do and I understand."-Confuscious
Both? >.> Actually it could
Actually it could be interesting to have Melinoe meet Rhiannon.
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
Cool! I'll start. As the
As the wind howled through the looming trees with mournful dirges, a lone fawn strode through the forest by the ruin. She didn't frollick and skip the way other deer (especially her pig-headed peace-loving hippie of a twin). No, she took her time, stretching one long leg in front of the other. As she walked to the graves to watch over the bodies of her beloved spirits, she whispered, "Ah, sweet spirits, bringing me to life again. I will watch over you and keep the reckless mortals from disturbing your rest."
She looked to be scarred on every part of her body. Bones and scabs covered her back, legs, and neck. Her left ear was in ribbons. Her face was a skull for the wolves who killed her had eaten away the flesh before the Spirits could return her soul to the corpse. If a deer saw her in the wood, the first word that would come into their mind that described her would be "hideous".
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"I hear and I forget, I see and I remember, I do and I understand."-Confuscious
The dual-colored fawn awoke
She stood, and her ears perked up. She sensed a presence. A deer...but not like other deer. Somehow, there was something in what she sensed that seemed similar to the spirits that inhabited this area.
Intriguing...
Still, she was wary, as always. She would go and investigate this stranger, make sure they weren't doing anything disrespectful. As long as they were calm and quiet, there would be no problem.
The fawn climbed the stairs that led out of the pit, and turned, looking for the deer she had sensed. She spotted it near some of the graves. A fawn. Great, she thought, bitterly. Fawns tended to be the ones to cause the most problems.
But this was no ordinary fawn, she noticed. The size was right, but it looked like something that should have been dead. Yet, it was standing, moving, clearly alive. Could it be that this fawn had somehow been caught in between life and death?
She moved closer, quietly, keeping to the shadows. She felt curious, something that was unusual for her. She watched the other fawn from behind a pillar, not wanting to be noticed, hoping the other wouldn't approach her. She simply wanted to know why this fawn seemed to be somehow connected to the spirits...
((sorry if it's a bit long ^^; )
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
((No no, I love long ones.
The half-dead fawn bowed to the graves and whispered, "I am keeping your bodies safe, spirits. So that you may live a joyous life in the afterlife. I am forever in our debt for what you have done for me." Rising from her bow, she went over to a rose bush, picked a black one, and laid it opon a pagan's grave. "Newly buried body," she said in a raspy voice. "New spirit to the wood."
Dark matter collected around the grave. "Aha!" shouted the fawn. "Ectoplasm! A spirit longing to speak with me." She sat back and mummered things in the Hindu language. The ectoplasm emitted a humming noise, the noise of spirits communicating. Only mortals heard the humming but other spirits heard actually voices.
The fawn sat up and chuckled. "Yes, it is my duty, dear spirit, that I welcome ye dead ones to the forest."
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"I hear and I forget, I see and I remember, I do and I understand."-Confuscious
((okay then X3)) The black
The black and white fawn blinked, moving a bit closer. It wasn't every day that she saw someone who not only paid proper respects to those buried here, but could also communicate with the spirits as well. Normally she wanted nothing to do with others, refusing to even acknowledge their presence unless they did something that angered her. But she wanted to know more about this strange fawn...
She slowly inched just a bit closer, coming out a little ways from her position behind the pillar. She spoke, her voice quiet, and with an odd maturity to it though it still sounded young.
"Who are you?"
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
Chuckling in a deep raspy
"I'm Rhiannon Longback, Ghostwhisperer, great-granddaughter of George the Sage,"- she nodded towards a Christian grave- " and twin sister of Falamir Longback," she said as she strode over towards the other fawn, careful not to injure the spirit's bodies as they rotted six feet underneath her.
"The real question is," she chuckled, "who are you?"
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She didn't even wince at the
She did frown at the other fawn's tone, though, not liking the way she seemed to be laughing at her. "I didn't ask for your life story," she said, somewhat irritated. "As for me...it's Melinoe." She looked thoughtfully at the skull-faced fawn with mismatching eyes. "And you communicate with the spirits, it seems. Strange, I never thought anyone else could."
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
Winking a red eye, Rhiannon
Melinoe gave just the
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
Turning her skull, Rhiannon
She gave a little snort of
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
"Ah," said Rhiannon relaxed.
((I realized they had some
"I couldn't agree more..." For a moment, Melinoe seemed to be lost in thought, ears pinned back as she seemed to be remembering something again, something much farther back this time. Her expression was almost blank, unreadable, though the very observant might detect a certain...sadness...hidden somewhere deep within.
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
((Haha, I find this really
Rhiannon's red eyes narrowed, but she still grinned (having a skull-face limited your expression). This new accquaintence of hers was obviously in pain. Maybe, maybe she suffered the same pain she did, the pain of being murdered and nobody helping....just watching. "Melinoe," Rhia asked with an odd tone. "What's ailing you?" She could since her soul's uncomfort.
Melinoe blinked, shaking her
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
Feeling as though it was
((Okay, now I don't know
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
Rhiannon had changed a bit
Melinoe blinked at this new
Mel frowned at the question. "Hrmmph...Older than you think. Older than this body. But, I do believe this tiny fawn's body will grow soon enough. Perhaps then, others will take me more seriously."
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
Rhia chuckled once more, not
The young doe flipped her blinked. "Well, that is to say that I knew a lost warrior soul who was also put into a fawn's body. That was long ago however, long before I died."
"Well, I am not a warrior.
She looked back up at the now-grown doe before her. "I admit I am curious, however. Who is this lost warrior you speak of?"
((Judging by the date of the first screenshot I took of Melinoe, she should be an adult some time next week.))
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
((Fal and Rhia are turning
Rhiannon nodded in agreement. "I don't like violence, I only killed once in my life: a wolf that was trying to kill me. I am no warrior, I am-as I you can see-a ghostwhisperer." She pointed her head to the woods. "As for the warrior I was telling you of: his name was and is Faust. George Faust Rowanelm, who goes by his middle name only because his body's name was George. He is three hundred years old. An Irish Elk was his old body. He was a baron who died during his family's last stand in their fortress. He traded his soul while he died to the Devil and was born again as a fawn."
"A wolf, that's quite an
"Hmm... The...Devil...you say?" Mel raised a skeptical brow. Even with her background, she still didn't quite believe in such things. That is, she didn't quite believe in any dieties, and the Devil, though supposedly evil, was close enough. But she knew there were ways in which what Rhiannon described could happen. Perhaps it was, in fact, something else.
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
Looking back at Melinoe,
Mel gave a slight nod.
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
Rhiannon grinned her creepy
"I've seen some of those
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
Rhiannon was very intreagued
"Then, he couldn't have
((couldn't think of anything to add here...^^; ))
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
"A damned fool he is. Baron
"Who knows what goes on in
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
Rhiannon threw her
"Indeed." Melinoe tilted
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
The doe was half-mad.
Mel. She was whispering to the spirits all the while.
At some point during the
She got up, stretching, and looked around from her now higher vantage point. "Finally!" she said. Her voice had grown deeper as well. "Finally I am rid of the tiny fawn body. Perhaps now they won't laugh at me."
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
Rhiannon noticed the changes
Melinoe blinked at Rhiannon,
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Nueva Paz
Just call me Paz.
deer: Amary, Melinoe
Rhiannon blinked back.