Valourie
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Post by Valourie on Jan 10, 2014 14:39:28 GMT -6
The Winter had left the White Temple in a state of slumber. Just like the World outside. Valourie Often watched the Acolytes work, buried under papers and books, scrolls upon scrolls to study. Constantly brewing tea and herbal remedies to mature come Summer. They were quiet, and Valourie could feel the caution and foreboding on their shoulders and they continued on with Daily life, now that KIrsten had gone south.
...Having an Angel looming over their shoulders didn't help much with the impending doom that everyone felt. Especially for the Acolytes. What is it that causes an Angel to brood? What makes the Valkyrie within restless? They were intelligent, and Valourie could not hide the truth for long...
Valourie walked back to her large comfy chair, taking a mental note that the chair had likely belonged to the White Lady herself, the Angel turned her yellow eyes to her armors hung and carefully placed next to the fire. Thoughtfully picking up a teacup she sipped painfully through the Stitches on her mouth.
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Post by Zudarkness on Jan 10, 2014 14:55:34 GMT -6
Zu notices te usual white light that irradiates from The Light Temple as he looks on then desires to walk to The Lifht Temple and knock on te door saying "Lady K I'm back from my adventures and I'm bearing gifts" He patiently waits for the door to answer
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Post by Charlotte on Jan 11, 2014 1:16:32 GMT -6
Charlotte trudged through the snow leading up to the doors of the temple. Squinting through the bright light and cold wind, she noticed someone knocking at the door. Hmm. I certainly don't know him. But the door should be open, right? She pulled back the hood of her cloak, exposing her ridged, curvy ram horns, and took the doorknob in her hand.
"Sir." she spoke in a monotone voice. "It is of my understanding that the White Lady is not present at the time. But if you like I can inquire inside."
With a small nod, she let herself into the temple and closed the door firmly behind her. For a moment, she pondered if there was a way to lock it... but felt it wasn't her place to do so. The man outside was a stranger to her, and that's all she knew. She looked about the room and saw Valourie seated in a large chair, carefully sipping at some tea. "Hello, Val." Charlotte gave a type of half bow, half nod towards her Valkyrie queen. "I do hope you've been keeping warm lately. Not all of us are blessed with the ability to morph into a woolen creature, such as myself..." she half smiled with rosy, frost-kissed cheeks as she unlatched her cloak and draped it near the fireplace to dry. Underneath her layers of clothing, fluffy white tufts of wool stuck out here and there. She hadn't a need for shoes, as it was best to sport her hooves in this weather. She trotted on the spot a few times to remove the excess snow and ice, and let out a sigh of relief as she removed more layers, throwing them over her cloak. Her wool was a bit overwhelming when she was so close to a heat source, but it was useless to transform to a more human appearance as she would be back out in the elements soon enough. What remained on her was a burgundy tunic, and a long skirt that looked haphazardly stitched together with fabric scraps, no doubt the product of her garbing practices.
She knelt by the fire and rubbed her eyes, feeling her previously frozen eyelashes leave moisture on her hands. "I did a patrol around the more snowed-in areas of Wildgard, seeing as I don't mind the cold. I'm sorry to say I didn't find much of interest... perhaps the odd interaction between people. But the most interesting sights I've seen are the immense snowdrifts against the buildings, and a multitude of large icicles..." she looked slightly displeased with herself. "Is there anything you need of me? I planned on warming up a little before I head out again." Charlotte looked up at Valourie expectantly, and listened to the shuffle of documents and books being perused by the Acolytes. Suddenly, a concerned frown broke her neutral expression.
"...Val... are you alright?"
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Valourie
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Post by Valourie on Jan 11, 2014 2:34:15 GMT -6
The Valkyrie set her cup down as the wiles of winter sprung through the temple door and into the living space, Valourie didn't seem surprised at all by the Surprise visit by Charlotte. She'd been expecting her and had felt her aura long before the ram had hit the door. Th eAngel ruffled her feathers and hugged herself with her own wings. Aside from the Wings and the eerie color of her eyes, Valourie seemed rather Human then, Curled up in the White Lady's chair with her hair loosely braided and hanging over her shoulder. she sat patiently as Charlotte shed the layers of frosted attire. Not minding the snow at all. The fire would lap that up in minutes, for the Temple living space was cozy and roasted. One of the Acolytes had come by to see what the commotion was, The Angel gave them a silent smile and a nod. With the Impression that more tea would be delightful. The Angel went back to casually watching the Ram undress, until she gravitated to the fire. She glanced to the door, frowning lightly at the presence behind it. 'What is he doing here, and bearing gifts for the Lady? If I had known she was so close with the temple of Darkness I would have had a word with her when I had lectured her earlier this fall... if he thinks for a moment he's welcome in the hallowed ground...' She huffed, the Humanity in her tugged, and somewhere deep within she wanted to invite him in from the cold. The Other half wanted to launch 'Smite' Her Javelin through the door without so much as a Hint of Warning. Valourie glanced back to Charlotte, taking in her words. "I'm fine, Please, don't let it worry you... Be concerned however, by the man at the Door. If you are unsure. His name is Zu Darkness, if the Name isn't a dead giveaway, he Runs the Dark Temple across the way... I don't know what he's doing here... but if he thinks keeping the balance between Good and Evil means we can sit down and have tea and gossip...." She shook her head in disgruntled pause. "...He's Sadly Mistaken." Valourie caught the look of concern on the Kinto's face and couldn't help but smile, the corner of her mouth tugging at her stitches. She stifled a bit of airy laughter and reached out delicately with one hand, lifting Charlotte's chin, delving deep into her eyes as she had done a time or two before. "You will stay long enough to join me for tea."
It was unclear if that last part was a command, or a Statement.
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Post by Zudarkness on Jan 11, 2014 6:41:07 GMT -6
Zu stands there for a moument and blinks about the new guest there and then shrugs as possibly she wasen't home. It was kinda odd that he would of been denied entrance but bit makes scence actually cause not everyone there . It happens as Zu shrugs and leaves a package there and a note stating "For the White Temple" He then shrugs and starts to head into the town making sure his far is covered perhaps a nice stroll in the town will do him some good. He feels the pull of souls of a person that is dying and sighs having to go away wandering "when will this ever end for him"
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Post by Ashen Windsong on Jan 11, 2014 11:33:17 GMT -6
As zu beings to leave the temple, ashen tryed opening the door. She nearly hit zu, she stood the. The wind whipping at her back"zu....."she said with venom dripping from uttering his name. After a moment of letting pure rage build, she slipped past him daring not to touch him. Out of fear she will lash out and try to slay him where he stood, only reason she didn't was he did give her, her scale mates soul back, and even people like him shouldn't stain the floors of the white temple. She looked around, where would she be hiding her?
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Post by Charlotte on Jan 11, 2014 13:20:44 GMT -6
Charlotte nodded solemnly until she felt the touch of the Valkyrie. At once, she was looking up into persuasive, but not menacing yellow eyes. She was taken aback by the sudden gesture, and felt her face redden. Charlotte - who usually held herself together quite well - opened her mouth to accept her queen's offer, but found that her words remained hitched in her throat. The most she managed was a gentle continuation of her nodding, communicating with her eyes as opposed to her mouth. It wasn't often that an individual left her speechless, but through her embarrassment Charlotte reminded herself that Valourie differed from everyone else...she just couldn't pinpoint why that was. She was an angel, so...
Charlotte flinched, and found herself shivering. She felt confusion for a split second, before she looked down at her now loosely fitting shirt. In her flustered state, her body heat must have raised higher than she realized, causing her to shed her wool and transform into her human state to cool herself off. Of course, this brought on a new wave of embarrassment as she was now surrounded by a moat of fluffy sheep wool. "O-oh! I..." She giggled nervously as she reached for the sack that she always carried with her. She began fervently stuffing the wool inside it, and found herself able to speak again. "I'd love to have tea with you, yes... thank you. About all this -" she stuffed the last of her shed fluff into the sack and tied it shut with a strip of leather. "It's normal. Trust me, it happens every time. If you or anyone else in the tribe needs this stuff for whatever reason, let me know."
She hurriedly put her excess wool by her belongings, and pulled her partially wet cloak on again, not enjoying the further chill. She moved closer to the fire in hopes of keeping warm.
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Post by Zudarkness on Jan 11, 2014 14:32:35 GMT -6
Zu looks towards Ashern and states at her cold in the eyes for the moument as his eyes her down not fearing any reproductions what so ever from her actions. He knew that he had to do his job, after all when soZu looks towards Ashern and states at her cold in the eyes for the moument as his eyes her down not fearing any reproductions what so ever from her actions. He knew that he had to do his job, after all when someone makes a deal with Death and performs the ritual it has to be done no matter who it was. It hurted him more as well cause this was te very same monk who told him out for an adventure in liberaterig a tribe full of Kintu from their captures that were going to lock them in cages for all to see. He felt terrible that he had to kill her and put her in a coma cause it was what she wanted to do cause she felt betrayed by someone else and asked for this. All for a relic
The sickly smell of death can be felt around as Zu stands there looking at Ashern directly in the eyes with his cold icy state as he was about to say "can I help you" he knows what she is really after
"Your looking for Allyn's physical body Ashern" as Zu looks directly at her not even flinching as he does. "I can help you with that but the White Temple has her BUT if your wanting to bring her back to life I Afarid I can not do that for you". She is in a comatose state and she has to desist for herself when she wants to come back or not."
Zu sighs for a second as he walks a few steps towards Ashern "She was the one that decided to perform the ritual and decided to call me to take her soul... I have no choice but give her what she wanted."
Zu walked forward and started at her as his eyes narrowed as he was within her arms distance
"It was her choice not mine"
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Post by Ashen Windsong on Jan 11, 2014 16:09:58 GMT -6
not even turning to look at him her words remained cold. "do you take me for a fool?" she paused,she turn her head only slightly to look at him, her back still turned to him. hatred boiled in her stare, wishing nothing more then his disappearance.
"i know exactly what has happened with Allynn, i entrusted you to help with my people regardless of her choice...and you betrayed me. you betrayed the silver scale..why dont you make yourself useful and go warm your pathetic temple with the hot air that expels from your head, instead of wasting your useless wisdom onto me?" she looked forward not daring to waste another moment she wouldn't get back from this conversation.
she walked to the front bench and sat. she prepared for something which she normally never did. holding the necklace around her neck she closed her eyes and began to pray, hopeing...waiting for a sign on what to do...her clan was falling...her sister...lost...her son..changing, her beloved friend...and undead shell...what was she to do? she was a simple kintu whos main goal in life was to survive and to help those she loved do the same...
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Valourie
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Post by Valourie on Jan 12, 2014 2:36:04 GMT -6
Valourie stood slowly and wordlessly. Choking back a smile toward Charlotte as her wings fluffed and furled. Stretching from their comfortable yet constricting position Earlier. The Angels momentary glance into Charlotte's soul left her with a few human desires to swallow... Constantly reminded that she wasn't human, wasn't mortal anymore. Cursing inwardly at herself and her foolishness. 'Valourie, valourie,valourie. Whatever are you going to do about these pesky human weaknesses. A pretty girl joins you for tea and you're diving from the heavens above.' She sighed. 'She's just another Mortal.' She set her tea down and glanced to the door. Yet another lost Soul.. no.. two lost Souls out in the cold. In Passing, Valourie laid a single fingertip on the rams chilled shoulder. Instantly the wet, prickled coldness faded away. The warmth returned to her flesh along with a rush of deep comfort through and through. Valourie's Specialty... Though in passing, she hardly let it show, almost no indication but a light tap. And she swept across the Temple floor to the door, the residue of white light trailing behind her.
At the Door she lay her hand on the handle and opened it a crack, Peering through into the light snowfall and wind. There she spied Ashen, dreary and hopeless on the Bench. Valourie could feel it. There was nothing she hated more than the lack of faith as an angel. She stood and stared for a moment longer, waiting for her aura to touch the Kinto and draw her attention. When Ashen looked up at her from across the way, Valourie smiled. Eyes glowing yellow, to Ashen it felt wonderful and full of curiosity.
She whispered hardly loud enough to make a sound, but her voice carried to Ashen's Ears on the wind. "Come Child. By my Gods I will show you the way. Lost little kitten... Warm yourself by our Fire."
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Post by Ashen Windsong on Jan 12, 2014 2:49:49 GMT -6
Ashen rose from her seat, and walked over hesitantly to Valourie. her cloak still over her, she dare not remove it. the abomination on her back she wish to keep hidden... she slowly took each step. waiting for something to happen, getting ready to run...but...maybe...just maybe....Valourie was the answer she had been seeking all winter. the did feel her hatred slowly drain from her the closer she had gotten to the enchanting figure. she stopped about 7 feet away from Valorie. she was nervous... no one in wildgard beside ursa and Lady k ever wanted to help her and if they did...she was betrayed...what if this being did the same...maybe the gods truly cursed her....what if...
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Post by Zudarkness on Jan 12, 2014 7:51:52 GMT -6
Zu clinches his fist for a second and look to Ashern pondering on talking her soul is spite but resistes the eurge to do so instead walks closer to the two of them...slowly
He would remind her of what her family was doing to each other and how a betrayal of trust occurred but she already knows that. No as Zu thinks to himself what she wants is to bring her back to life... Zu then gets an idea to tell her something about him and how he became what he is
A walking damnation
"I'm already dead Ashern. I don't require heat" as he walks un-notice to her and touches her shoulder as the cold taste of death can be felt "How do you think I became this way."
He then resistes the eurge to kill her on the spot and then slowly starts to walk away
"No" as he thinks to himself "I've already lost two people cause of this and I lost a good friend cause he desided to inflict himself with my curse" He cringes in pain for a second cause he did not allow himself the chance to inflict harm "I won't let this one stray down my path"
He slowly starts to walk away feeling blood come up his throat as he coughs for a second then covers his mouth as a tiny splat of blood falls to the ground then slowly stats to walk away.
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Post by Ashen Windsong on Jan 12, 2014 11:08:25 GMT -6
"Hey zu!" She said as he walked away. He froze no looking at her. " I really don't care if your dead, touch me again and you'll permanently be missing a hand, come near my family and I'll make sure you can never walk again so your previous souls will never move. I could do a better job at carrying souls then you!" Still at him her fists where clenched, she was ready to kill him. She was so done with him that she didn't care anymore, her hate was consuming her that she even forgot all around her. All she could see was zu, all she could this of was his repeated death by her hands...
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Post by Zudarkness on Jan 12, 2014 11:53:41 GMT -6
"So you want to kill me after all" as Zu turns around and faces her
The air gets really stale as he looks at her as his eyes flow red as he stares at her
"What would you achieve by killing me?"
The air gets really cold and strifing chilly as sharp chill go up people's spine jabbing them harder every second as he stares at Ashern
"So you kill me I'll just keep coming back stronger and stronger"
He turns around and walks back toward her slowly as each step seems to echo that sickly sound of death comes for those who have damned him can here as each step is louder, louder , chains can be heard and a eerily howl can be felt from a distance.
His voice becomes evil an eerily from every sound as his breath can clearly now be seen
"You think she didn't try to stop me...... You think she didn't stab me repeatedly trying to fend off me, you though she didn't try to stop me... SHE STAB ME REPEATLY she even try running I was still there, after a while she talked to me and explained everything, I even tried to barter agaist everything but she performed the right and it has to be done. Killing me made no difference."
He them walks toward Ashen more as his sick breath can be felt in her face as it shows the thousands he had to kill before him.
"I suggest if you want to kill me we do it somewhere else or you don't want to see what happens when the white temple gets attacked upon" He stares directly into her eyes as it's image burns in her rentas
"Your move"
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Post by Ashen Windsong on Jan 12, 2014 20:04:37 GMT -6
"my move? what is mister bad and scary losing his temper? aww wee lamb, ill have the bards play you a sad melody!" she turned to him "you dont scare me if you desire to kill me do so, you took everything else from me, so at least call yourself for what you really are, a monster...you preached to me, that you "saved" her. but no you just take and take and take from this world. some greedy soul snatcher and i would sooner smash the necklace that holds her soul then let you take her."
her eyes full of hate at this point as she looked up at him, trying to scare her by looming over her. she chuckled,"go ahead im laughing at death, spill your fill of innocent blood on the holiest ground around, you cant take anything else from value from me" clenching his hand tightly, keeping her weapon sheathed. she new better then the piss off gods...there minions on the other hand...
"so like i said before, you would be more useful heating up your temple with your rancid breath. instead of wasting your words upon my deaf ears." she mimiced his evil smile "besides...i have numerous people telling me, you kiss her..before..you killed her" her smile was just as evil as his, she knew she was winning. "if your going to lie, at least make it good"
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