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My alternate account. I.E. I am ZAVAZggg and ZAVAZggg is me. Not to sock-puppet or some shit, just so I can actually have interaction between two characters in a way that fits Myriad Reality's posting style.

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Ezra:
*the next day, I stand in an open field. The cool air whips around me as I keep a lookout for you. My current outfit is a mesh of armor and cloth, all whades of white, grey, and blue, almost acting as a sort of camouflage*


*I approach, still wearing the same attire as yesterday*

Are you ready?
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Ezra:
*as you walk away, smiles to myself slightly, and walks away to my home*


*The day passes. I get a room in the upstairs portion of the inn and, for the first time in my very long life, fall asleep*

A bad sign if ever there was one. My kind do not sleep, for our divine nature, even if cut off from our father, removes the need. If I've ended up with the ability to rest then that means my fall through that rift left me weaker than I originally anticipated.

And I've agreed to fight a demon to boot.


*I chuckle softly, shaking my head*

Just what have I gotten myself into now?
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Ezra:
Alright. I will meed some time to prepare, so shall we meet at the edge of town by dawn?


*I nod*

That sounds best. In the meanwhile I will make accommodations for the night here.

*I head back towards the inn*
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Ezra:
Hmm. Understandable. Last I had seen him was the Battle of Bjorn-son Mountain. We fought in the frozen tundra, where he took my speech from me, and slaughtered my company.


I see.

*I assume a pensive stance, going over the information the inn keeper had given me until I finally find the location she's speaking of, as well as the best route to it.*

Well that sounds like the best place to start then.
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Ezra: *goes to speak*

Unfortunately not, im not sure of his loc-

*my eyes go wides, and I reach for my throat, feeling the healed fleash*

......

*gets teary eyed, and speaks with a slightly trembly voice*

Thank you , sir... I owe you a high debt for this. I will help you locate him.


*I feel my lips curl upwards into a small, yet friendly smile.*

You owe me nothing, though I am glad you will help me locate this beast. I should like to have a heart to heart chat with him about some things.
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Ezra:
*the figure removes their hood, revealing a female's face. Its beautiful, despite the scar over her right eye, and the severe burn marks around her throat. She points to herself*

Ezra.


*My eyes widen slightly as I silently scold myself for being so foolish as to not suspect this person of being the one who wrote the letter in the first place. Yet I work it into my act regardless.*

I see.

*I lean in closer to examine the scar. Bad is an understatement, yet it shouldn't be too hard for me to fix. If I can still access my healing abilities that is. Gently pressing my fingers against your throat, I summon up as much energy as I can and watch as a silver light envelopes the area before slowly fading, leaving pristine flesh behind.*

Now that is odd. My aura wasn't this color before... just what did happen to me when I went through that rift?

*I let my arm fall to my side as I stand upright once more, my eyes still locked with yours.*

Tell me child, this... demon you speak of... do you know where he is?

And what he is for that matter. Never before have I heard such a term, nor encountered any being calling itself such. Of course I cannot let her know that, but that does not mean I myself cannot find out.
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*The paper reads*

I am sorry to bother you with this, but I have run out of options. My name is Ezra Valliant, former only female Paladin of God's Legion. I have been reduced to a mere rouguelike, due to an unfortunate ending to a decades long war. A demon by the name of Vezlok, Of Might ripped me of a propper way to communicate, and injured me beyond normal repair. He and his army slaughtered millions. We defeated his army over time, but the damage was near irreparable, much like my own predicament. He killed my son, and my husband. I knew your kind the moment you arrived, someone much above us mere mortals. I understand if you refuse to help, but I beg of you. Help me kill Vezlok. Allow us to rid our lands of this menace, and if you could... if at all possible... help me find a way of fixing myself. Its like every time I speak, I am swallowing glass. Its unbearable. Its cost me nearly everything.... please sir. I beg of you to help.


*My eyes narrow into thin slits*

I suppose she considers me to be on his side. Normally I'd find such a request insulting. To think I'd still serve that madman who allowed countless species to die because he couldn't keep his Firstborn in check... But, perhaps I can use this to my advantage... After all, I am severely lacking in power, something I will need if I am to bring order to the existence my father so callously sits by and watches destroy itself.

*I shift my gaze back to you, softening my expression so as to appear moved by the contents of the letter*

Forgive my earlier impatience child. Even beings such as myself can be worn down over time. Now tell me, where can I find the woman who gave this to you?
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*seems genuinely hurt by your words*

...

*shakily hands you a piece of paper with words written on it*


*I take it and read it*
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*looks shooken up*
???:
Curious...Have an offer...need help, someone not from here can....

*their voice seems effeminate*


*I continue to stare and even without most of my power it feels as though an impossibly ancient being is looking down at you. Judging all that you are, could have been, or might be.*

And what makes you think I'd offer my services to you creature?

*I grimace slightly, having let some of my disdain slip through unintentionally.*

I mean, why would I help you when you can't even give me any clue as to what you need help with?
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??: Not from here, correct?

*I sound almost in pain a small bit*


*I level a blank stare at you.*

What business is it of yours?
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