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Post by Namari Lovelle on Feb 5, 2012 22:45:16 GMT -5
(( It's quite alright, I do not mind waiting. I do hope everything is okay though! ))
Namari thought for a moment, and then replied, "Find out it's weaknesses and try to defeat it. Unless it was kind, and was not here to harm, but by your words you do not mean it like that."
"He has a few weaknesses. Those weaknesses can only be exploited by a very select few things. If you could get me a few people willing to alter their main weapons a bit, then we could exploit one weakness. Some dragons, you'd get another one down. And finally, I am his third and final weakness."
If what'cha see is what'cha get, why can't ya judge a book by its cover?
"Goria. Should you ever encounter him, try to not fight him. It's unlikely that you'll survive the encounter anyways." Dadramora summoned a sword from his boot and enlarged it. "This is a claymore that I myself have dragon blessed. It is the only type of weapon that will harm him. I gift this to you. I could bless your other weapon, but I'll need time and for you to be there. Be warned though. One slip of the blade, and you may lose your other arm. Make sure you have mastered this weapon type, for this is blessed with a sharp blessing. It will cut through anything, even diamond."
If what'cha see is what'cha get, why can't ya judge a book by its cover?
Post by Namari Lovelle on Feb 6, 2012 15:24:30 GMT -5
Namari took the sword, nodding. It was almost exactly the same as her old claymore, but she could feel the difference in it. She could feel that it was somehow blessed. "I have mastered the claymore, and have never even come close to cutting myself with my old one. I thank you very much."
Post by Namari Lovelle on Feb 6, 2012 15:38:32 GMT -5
"I am not afraid of death, and I fear I have too much pride and courage as it stands. If it is I alone that might die, I shall run, but if I must protect someone I will fight." Namari said, smiling. "Do not worry about me, though, I am no idiot. If it is unnecesary to fight I will not."
"Let me know if you do." Dadramora leaned forward and touched Namari's forehead, then left the same rune on her head as he did Scooter. It was an S with a diagonal line through it. "Should you ever be in need, touch this symbol and say Viiv. I will come if I am able to." Dadramora took his finger off of her forehead.
If what'cha see is what'cha get, why can't ya judge a book by its cover?
Post by Namari Lovelle on Feb 6, 2012 16:51:00 GMT -5
Namari blinked, touching her forehead in wonder. Nodding, she smiled, "Thank you. I do wonder, though, why you would do this for me. I appreciate it, it just seems odd to me."
"I am marking the ones who may prove able to fight in the upcoming conflict, or at least support the fighters greatly. Plus, I like you and would prefer to not see you die."
If what'cha see is what'cha get, why can't ya judge a book by its cover?
Post by Namari Lovelle on Feb 6, 2012 16:56:04 GMT -5
Namari smirked, "Oh, thank you. I would quite like to stay alive as well."
The elven woman looked across the water, enjoying the breeze. "I swear, Avaleur is possibly the worst place for disasters. Riots, massacres, and now gods want us dead. I mean really."
"Not just you. Painston(?), Tetra, everything. It will take everything these countries have in order to defeat him. I know that Avaleur and Painston have some...issues, I guess you'd say. But even so, they have some capable warriors."
If what'cha see is what'cha get, why can't ya judge a book by its cover?
Dadramora didn't laugh back. "I know that Namari. I've seen and fought along with some of them myself. That doesn't mean they're enough. You underestimate Goria far too much..."
If what'cha see is what'cha get, why can't ya judge a book by its cover?