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@Lucius Cypher Well considering Satilla isn't really looking at him until the final paragraph it could be that she simply things he keeps the pipe smoking around him.
Satilla Valen


Location: On the road, by the wagon
Interacting With: Thomas and Ntaj


Satilla flinched for a moment when she heard the half-orc talk to them from up close. She had not noticed when he approached for she was too occupied with Thomas at the time. She didn’t really like people suddenly appearing in close proximity to herself, but she had to act nice… had.. to… she took a breath and nodded.” We were discussing this herb.” She pointed the leaves she had given Thomas to chew on.” Talking about the different names of herbs in different part of the world.” She answered Ntaj.

“His name is Skittles.” The witch replied with a smile and patted the cat. Skittles let out a purr and laid down in her lap calmly after the half-orc petted it. Satilla naturally flinched once more at being approached so openly from an unknown person, but nothing too open to cause any indication that she didn’ like being approached so suddenly.

“Well that’s fine Thomas, my name is Satilla.” The witch presented herself and patted the cat.” This is Skittles, my familiar. So you can expect it to be a very well behaved cat.” She said and then turned back to Ntaj.

“Ntaj… that was your name, right?” She asked, as if inspecting him.” I’d have to ask you to extinguish the pipe around Thomas… The smoke can worsen his nausea and that’s the last thing we need right now.” She said, opening the bag and Skittles the cat nimbly entered it.
@Lady Amalthea I will post tomorrow morning for sure. I will give @The Grey Dust one more night to see if a post will be made and in 9+- or so hours after I wake up I will post regradless ^_^
“Of course, I never expected anything less in case my call for you was under needless reasons, but sadly what’s happening downstairs is beyond that and requires attention of the one who rules the warband in this mansion.” Meirie stated with sure and confident voice, but her statement was barely heard through the sudden loud noises.

“That’s what happens when you shrink a death knight and then put her in a satchel… I think.” Mei replied to Serphia, her eyes focused on the satchel as if it was her pray and she was a predator.” After the battle in the study room, we beat her in the basement after destroying everything in our path.” Mei explained.” Well she got away and got captured and then got away… almost managed to drag one of your sentinels in her schemes and then we got her again and I see now she’s on the rampage again…” The berserker quickly explained without getting into too many details for those weren’t needed.

“Ahhh master Sharon, indeed it’s going quite fine, but…” She stated throwing him a slightly angry look.” For second time I leave her in your care to deal with for just a while and she goes on a rampage once more… HOW HARD IS TO KEEP ONE DEATH KNIGHT UNCONCIOUS AND UNDER CONTROL AFTER WE ALREADY BEAT HER TO UNCONCIOUS ONCE!?” She asked with agitated voice.” Do I need to cut away all her limbs?” She asked, rubbing her temples.

“So yeah, that’s our problems, Captain Serphia. You sentinels are currently a mess without direct chain of command controlling them, we have a rogue death knight trying to kill Master Sharon and Liaena, and every time I take my eyes of said death knight, she gets out and starts causing troubles again.” The berserker added.” I’d have killed her right away, but it seems she has vital info we need to extract and what’s more I need to bring her to justice before the draenei emissaries in Stormwind after that.”
Elleonora spend the entire night by the holy forges of the monastery. It took a long while to completely purify her hammer and then turn it into the holy weapon it was right now. Being made from undead blades it originally had a strong affinity for dark energies which made it scarily effective at soaking those energies when she slew anything in the past. Thus the long purification.

Still the whole process ended sometime before sunrise, so she at least got a brief nap before she had to wake up with the first rays of light. Now she stood in the courtyard of the monastery where one could meditate and train. She was dressed in only simple linen shirt and pants.

Elleonora was sitting cross legged on the cool stone as the desert sun was quickly ascending and showering everything with it’s burning light. She had spend the time meditation on preparing her abilities for the day. With it done, she suddenly jumped and stood. Hands holding the battle hammer tightly and surely in her hands. She suddenly started swinging it. Just as every swordsman, she trained every single morning.

Her swings were fast and deadly, just by looking at her, one could feel the momentum behind each strike. Still she didn’t force the hammer, she listened to it. A hammer’s momentum and weight were it’s voice and will. She listened to it, guided it, but didn’t try to fight it. Thus it made her moves fluid and her strikes like thunder.
@CAS1006 I will not judge you for the games you like and dislike. I will admit ff7 and 8 aren't perfect games. They have some bad parts and so on. I like them both a lot, but you don't it's fine. ^^
@CAS1006 I personally like most games I've played. Very few get my hate triggers, but witcher lists in the ones I REALY like. There be a few RPs I want to do eventually but it wont be anytime soon.
Geralt be the best~ knight ever
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I love that series so much, I just want to hug you right now. XD


wow. It's a good series alright.
@Ambra Hi Hi
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