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| − | == Confusion ==
| + | Hurry up and describe the new page here so [[Taesuke]] can read it. |
| − | This is one of the more embarassing logs for me, which is probably why I haven't posted this until now.
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| − | <i>It's always important to listen to others.</i>
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| − | <pre>
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| − | You calm yourself and begin to quietly listen.
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| − | You overhear Eiraelyn say 'I think you'll enjoy this.'
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| − | You stop listening.
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| − | </pre>
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| − | <b>The Setting</b><pre>
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| − | Center Square
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| − | [Exits: north east south west]
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| − | A large marble fountain gurgles peacefully here.
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| − | Asha is here.
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| − | (Invis) (Translucent) Eiraelyn is here.
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| − | You move deep into the shadows, concealing yourself completely.
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| − | Eiraelyn smiles happily.
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| − | Asha says 'I thank you.'
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| − | Asha curtseys gracefully to Eiraelyn.
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| − | Eiraelyn says 'Of course.'
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| − | Eiraelyn smiles happily.
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| − | Asha says 'Why do you not wear them?'
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| − | Asha looks at Eiraelyn.
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| − | Eiraelyn says 'I have my own sleeves.'
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| − | Asha wears a pair of delicate laced sleeves on her arms.
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| − | Asha nods.
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| − | Eiraelyn smiles happily.
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| − | Asha says 'These are wonderful.'
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| − | Eiraelyn says 'Goodbye!'
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| − | Eiraelyn utters the words 'teleport'
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| − | Eiraelyn vanishes!
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| − | (smote) You notice Padraic standing quietly by your side.
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| − | Asha smiles at you.
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| − | Asha says 'GReetings, friend.'
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| − | You say 'The sleeves, like everything else, are quite becoming on you.'
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| − | Asha says 'You saw, then?'
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| − | You say 'Saw what?'
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| − | Asha says 'You did not see Eiraelyn give me the sleeves? Or you actually noticed that I was wearing something different?'
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| − | You say 'I have a keen memory. You should know that by now.'
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| − | Asha smiles at you.
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| − | You say 'Did you find what you wanted from Yithoul?'
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| − | Asha looks at you cooly.
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| − | Asha says 'Did you?'
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| − | Asha tells you 'Well?'
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| − | You tell Asha 'I have had no reason to return.'
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| − | Asha tells you 'Hm. And I have returned rom there some time ago.'
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| − | You tell Asha 'What you have not done is to answer my question.'
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| − | Asha tells you 'And neither have you answered mine own.'
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| − | You tell Asha 'What else did you want to know?'
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| − | Asha tells you 'I want to know why you suddenly shifted and the shadows parted when I last saw you.'
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| − | Asha tells you 'And that place happened to be Yithoul.'
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| − | You tell Asha 'Were I to answer your question, would you answer mine?'
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| − | Asha tells you 'Of course.'
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| − | You tell Asha 'Very well. I'll see you momentarily then.'
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| − | **** TRAVELING *****
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| − | Asha tells you 'At our place, I assume.'
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| − | > You think 'Our place, hmm?'
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| − | You tell Asha 'Yes, at our place.'
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| − | A Hidden Clearing
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| − | Beneath the wind-ravaged trees an old clearing lies. The thick foliage
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| − | of the tea-tree forest forms a dome, just high enough to stand beneath, over
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| − | a flat piece of ground some ten feet wide. The space is well protected from
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| − | the wind which can be heard howling over the tree tops above. In the center
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| − | of the clearing stands a low, rectangular black stone, which appears to be
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| − | carved with various images.
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| − | You pace about irritably.
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| − | Asha crawls out from beneath the foliage to the south.
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| − | Asha curtseys gracefully for you.
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| − | You bow deeply.
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| − | You say 'As to my answer'
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| − | You give a razor-sharp dagger to Asha.
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| − | Asha says 'Hm.'
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| − | Asha gives you a razor-sharp dagger.
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| − | Asha says 'YOu sought this, then?'
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| − | You say 'The... acolytes have crafted one of the more finely balanced daggers in Avendar.'
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| − | Asha says 'Ah. '
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| − | Padraic tosses a razor-sharp dagger lightly from hand to hand.
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| − | You say 'My sinister plot revealed. And yours?'
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| − | Asha strolls a short distance across the clearing.
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| − | Asha takes a quick glance out towards the sea.
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| − | Asha says 'I was slaying void templars.'
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| − | You feel Padraic's eyes carefully following you across the clearing.
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| − | Asha says 'My...sinister plot, now lay revealed.'
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| − | You say 'I see. How dastardly of you.'
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| − | Asha says 'Very much so.'
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| − | Asha turns her back to you and crosses to the opposite side of the clearing.
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| − | Asha says 'There is much I could say to you, Padraic...'
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| − | Asha says 'But my tongue must hold fast.'
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| − | You raise an eyebrow at the notion.
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| − | You say 'The rumors still bother you then?'
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| − | Asha in a quiet voice 'I have heard no more rumores as of late.'
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| − | You say 'Then you do not trust me, on general principle.'
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| − | Asha says 'I trust you. If I didn not. I would not be here alone with my back to you.'
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| − | You feel Padraic's hands slowly come to rest upon your shoulders.
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| − | Padraic says quietly 'Then why the constant secrecy?'
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| − | </pre>
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| − | <i>This was a bit confusing</i><pre>
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| − | Asha turns to you, tears shining in her eyes.
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| − | Asha whispers, 'I cannot say, Padraic. I cannot say. Some secrets cannot be uttered. '
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| − | </pre>
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| − | <i>This was just cheesy</i><pre>
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| − | Padraic raises a hand to your face, gently stroking the tears away.
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| − | > You think 'Curiouser and curiouser.'
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| − | You say 'Shh. Then don't.'
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| − | Asha nods quietly, silent tears streaming down her cheeks.
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| − | Padraic draws you towards him in a warm embrace, laying your head softly upon his chest.
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| − | Asha closes her eyes, crying harder while stifling soft sobs.
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| − | </pre>
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| − | <i>Somebody shoot me, please</i><pre>
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| − | Padraic whispers softly 'Sigh not so, my precious.'
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| − | Asha nods, gently detaches herself from you and wipes her eyes.
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| − | Asha whispers, 'I promise you one day I shall tell you every secret of my heart. Now is not the time.'
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| − | Padraic nods quietly.
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| − | Asha says in a louder voice 'I can always use a good cry.'
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| − | Asha smiles weakly.
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| − | Padraic smiles sadly.
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| − | Asha wipes her tear-stained face carefully.
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| − | Asha says 'Why the sad smile?'
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| − | You say 'One can not help but be affected by the tears of a beautiful woman. A weakness of my sex.'
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| − | A slightly wicked smile touches Asha's lips.
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| − | Asha says 'A weakness us females know and exploit... though I have not done so recently.'
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| − | Padraic nods slowly, eyeing you carefully.
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| − | Asha frowns.
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| − | Asha says 'I did not just do so to you, Padraic. '
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| − | Asha says 'Truly I did not. My tears were true.'
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| − | You say 'I believe you.'
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| − | Asha pouts.
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| − | Asha says 'Short words.'
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| − | You say 'They get the point across, do they not?'
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| − | Asha says 'You do not believe me. No matter. '
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| − | Asha turns her back to you and walks to the other side of the clearing.
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| − | Padraic opens his mouth, as if to speak, but closes it wordlessly instead.
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| − | Asha whirls and anger flashes in her eyes.
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| − | Asha says 'And to think, I trusted your words over the words of many others.'
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| − | Padraic holds his hands up defensively.
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| − | You say 'I never said I didn't believe you. That was your interpretation.'
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| − | Asha smirks, and the anger recedes from her eyes.
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| − | Asha says 'Yes. My interpretation. One you led me to believe.'
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| − | Asha says 'Fine.'
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| − | Padraic says soothingly 'Calm yourself, my dear.'
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| − | /* I almost cut this out, but it was too funny */
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| − | A Divine Presence tells you '(OOC) Must be "that time of the month" for Asha.'
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| − | Asha says 'I am calm. I am so calm, that I am leaving for the clouds.'
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| − | Asha curtseys gracefully for you.
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| − | Asha says 'Another time.'
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| − | Asha gets down on her hands and knees and crawls south beneath the foliage.
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| − | You tell Asha 'Wait!'
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| − | Asha tells you 'Yes?'
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| − | You tell Asha 'Come back. I'm sorry.'
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| − | You mutter quietly to yourself.
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| − | You say 'Blast her.'
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| − | Asha tells you 'I-- I must away. I must stretch my wings amongst the clouds for some time. I apologize for my curt, rudeness. '
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| − | Asha tells you 'I enjoy your company, yet now I would not be good company myself. Walk safely.'
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| − | You tap your fingers together thoughtfully.
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| − | You think 'That time of the month indeed.'
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| − | </pre>
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