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While I am enjoying the song. Could someone other thàn Chris post something?)
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“D’you reckon any other familars know anything?”
“It is possible.”
“Then can we go inside?”
“Fine”
Alice smiled and hurried toward the doors paying little attention to the wolf, thinking it to be just another familiar, and pushed the door open.
“Ugh , it was freezing out there”
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“I agree with you there. It all goes way over my head. All I know is that I need to make a living and the war provides a way” she took a long swig from her bottle
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Skali nods “trade, but also I plan on becoming a blacksmith for the legion. War may be unpleasant but it is also profitable for one of my talents”
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Name :Catharlane
Age:712
Appearance: 7ft, very thin, gangly, short black hair, usually blue eyes. Pale skin. knee high leather boots, a black t-shirt, a leather trenchoat held shut by belt buckles rather than buttons. Red cargo pants.
Catharlane is known as an archon, or principle. A being which completly embodies something. He is the archon of oblivion, nothingness. He does not sleep,eat,drink or even speak. He only ever communicates through body language, and only when absolutely necessary. The only reason he appears human is so that he can serve his purpose better, by hiding in plain view. His power manifests in two ways. A longsword, sheathed inside his coat, and destructive shockwaves. Both of these remove whatever they touch from existence.
His body can be destroyed like a regular human, however.
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Ahhh. Kk. Thanks.
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Huh? Explain.
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“I see. Well there is certainly no lack of wildlife up here, even if most of it is trying to turn you into lunch” *she grinned broadly*
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*opening her bottle, Skali took a quick gulp. Smiling at the khajit, she asked* “You a hunter or something?”
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*walking inside, Skali headed to the bar and bought two bottles of mead. Taking them to the table, she put one in front of Houou and sat across from her*
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*Skali turned in the direction of the winking skeever, only to see a summer on the ground, looking rather dazed* “yeesh. Guess he had a few too many”
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“Skali al-Kevhe”
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”Solitude. At last. Cmon, I’ll buy the drinks”
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“Hehe….sounds like something outta a book. But fair enough”
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“So what’s the story with the wolf?”