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Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 5:17 pm
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 8:09 pm
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Posted: Wed May 09, 2012 8:48 am
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Posted: Wed May 09, 2012 6:11 pm
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∙⁂※⊂яìşđεдп※⁂∙
"Music is the greatest Magick, and is all around us..
Crisdean looked a bit to his shoulder to the bird that seemed to have perched on it. "hello little flyer..come eat of the seeds of the mother's ground.." he sai dtaking a small pack of seeds from the pouch he wore at his sided. he opened it and spilled out some seeds and gently took the bird and placed it on the table with the seeds.
Crisdean sat next to the young man, taking the empty cup. he sighed a bit trying to figure out where to begin. He knew both faolan and the druidess where in enchanted sleeps of his making, with a bit help from the herbs he had mixed into there drinks. He stood and made sure all else where out of the room, except the bird. he closed the door and returned to his chair. "Stay still Cross,.. lest ye set off another attack so soon....Now,...before your eyes I look nea more then 18 years. But I have walked this earth almost 800. I am a vampire..of sort. the condition you have I see not..mortal cure and even the bits of magick seem to have no effect. I was born, I died and I was reborn...this may be your chance to be cured but it is of your choosing. It is not a easy life, most vampires can only come out at night, and must..hunt..and drink of the living. I am not of that sort but the case may still be with ye each ..changeling is different.
To the pros ye have new..immortal life, unending death in life..a strength of 20 men, the speed of the shadows, and the sight of the most keen. and powers that are special to the vampire in question. he said leaving the skills to his own imagination.
he stood and looked out the window into the moonlight. "but, the cons. the hunger for the hunt a unending hunger for blood, nea power to withstand the light of the sun,..silver is poison, and the hunters will stalk you when you sleep....and much worse far more things then i can mention in a night." he returned to seat. not mentioning how some vampires dont always have the hunger for blood or the weakness sin sun thought so rare where these he decided not to put a false hope into the man. the choosing was his and he could accept and die and be reborn and the cure may have happened, or continue on his own as is. though crisdean would try everything he could to help the man.
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All you have to do is listen, Come Listen to the Music of the Night.
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