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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2015 9:22 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 21, 2015 9:45 pm
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Do not be fooled by my calm demeanor
Arion let out a sneeze and sniffled, he understood why Bowen was hell bent on keeping him indoors. Leaning back into the sofa he let out another sigh, and looked at the giant painting over the fireplace. The painting was a beautiful woman with a warm smile. A genuine warm smile not the fake ones that women during that time era, wore. Arion never met that woman in person, hell he didnt even know her name. All he knew was that, that beautiful woman, had been the Masters first wife, and that she had been kind, even kinder than the master himself. Arion had been able to buy the painting off of a noble who had boughten it from a merchant. What that random noble did not know, was that the painting had been stolen, so to speak, by the masters second wife, she then sold it to the merchant and so on.
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Posted: Tue Jul 21, 2015 10:01 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 21, 2015 10:25 pm
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Over the warm, inviting crackling of the fire, a roar was heard, and it was loud enough and so unexpected that it made Arion slightly jump in surprise. And even though he was indoors, he looked up at the ceiling as if he were looking up at the sky. He was confused for a minute, but then figured it was Kamen and couldnt help but smile. If it was Kamen, that could only mean that he had shifted, and if it was able to do so, then he had healed enough to do it. With a sigh, Arion looked around at the library and just picked a book at random and began reading, seeing that it was a book about alchemy.
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Posted: Tue Jul 21, 2015 10:40 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 21, 2015 11:14 pm
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Arion recognized the book around the third page, he had actually been around when the master was in the process of this book, but the book itself was a remake. The original was in a scroll. It made him look up in thought, he loved reading, but it has been a long time since he looked through one of the books. And now, he was curious about where the scroll was. Going over to the fireplace he stuck his hand into the hot fire, the flame turned purple as it surrounded his palm, and slowly began turning blue. And it slowly began shrinking, so that most of it seemed to diminish, except for the small fire ball that now rested in his palm. Walking away, he walked out of the downstairs library and walked down the hall to the stairs and up to the big main library.
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Posted: Tue Jul 21, 2015 11:20 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2015 10:39 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2015 10:48 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2015 8:01 pm
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The doors to the library were wide open, for no other reason, other than that Arion didnt bother closing it, and that he really didnt see a reason as to why he should. Inside the candles were off, but the giant fireplace had a flame crackling to life, until it seemed to expand, along with an odd sound, almost as if it were going to blow up, only for it to shrink back to its normal size, crackling as it burned the logs, the flame wasnt red like most of the others of the house, it was blue, which was a good indication Arion was near. For some reason the library seemed somewhat dusty, and then the flame did it again, growing in size, but this time it was followed with a sneeze. And then a triumphant like cry was heard. "Aha! Gotcha ya-!" the voice said, before another sneeze came out of him and the flame reacted to his sneeze. He himself was covered in dust, on the desk, and in his arms where a bunch of scrolls, and in his right hand he held an old tathered and thick scroll as he stood on the top step of a thick, old and carved wooden ladder.
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2015 8:12 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2015 9:03 pm
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