
Posted by mc. FANTOME on February 10, 2009, 1:28 pm, in reply to "thread."
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Fantome chuckles at Baraqel’s disdain for the wetness of Solira, and the Wind curls gently about them as he toys with his newfound Element. He recalls his moment in Desreal with Acacia when he spoke to her of hierarchy and when Air possessed her. Yes, he had been jealous, it made him nearly forget his ties to Water, but now he could delight in both.
There is no time to play with wind or rain because Baraqel mentions his Delilah. His innocent Delilah who had went and disappeared while he rotted in Solira. “I last saw her in Andarin, nearly a year ago,” he answers with another laugh, but this time it is cold – shameful nearly of his remaining obsession with the mare.
“But, there is nothing to be done about her. I’d much rather forget about those mountains and the entirety of their Wolves – they’re quite disloyal despite their namesake.”
The Warrior and Spy saunter across the plains of Ni’Srilan, their bodes swaying comically in time together as they breech dune after dune. For someone who prides themselves on destruction and explosions – Baraqel is most certainly likeable. The ghost wishes he could recall Baraqel’s story, he knows there is one, but having been a recluse in Andarin for so long he cannot recall the details of Baraqel’s life. “Were you born here?”
Always a good place to start.
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