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Thread: Sword and Sorcery (Aldir, Dals Way)

Okay, will use my fists on one of them, that should work. Anya smiled, if there was one thing she was sure if, it was that she would be hard pressed to not kill someone with her axe. She took a swig of drink, smiling broadly, nothing like the thought of a fight and lots of money to get you in a good mood. Anya gave a frown though when she mentioned the scribe. Hun, after this is done with. I can pay to learn to myself. She'd dislike the experience of some smart ass teaching her, but she much would rather have that than relying on someone to do something she couldn't like that. She didn't much mind Leann doing it, she had come to trust the girl somewhat over their time together. Anya watched as Leann signed the document, smiling at thinking about the money again. She watched the bag of gold be presented to them, grinning as he said the amount, some jobs only paid out that much and they were just given that as an advance. Ayna turns to the sorcerer and gives a nod. Capture and interrogate, will do my best. Granted she had never interrogated anyone before but she felt fine about doing it right now, couldn't be any worse than other crimes she'd done. I think we should go to the establishment and get a nice comfortable set of beds. I'm not enjoying this swill of a drink well enough to want to get drunk off of it. Anya replied, liking the fact she could afford now to be picky with her drink. Well soon enough, they hadn't done the job yet. The barbarian got to her feet and picked up her battle axe that rested by her chair the whole time. The weapon would be a two handed deal for most people, in her case she was lifting it and carrying it like a simple hatchet, not phased by the weight and size of the weapon. She then headed out with her companion, heading to this 'Dipping Swan'.
Thread: Sword and Sorcery (Aldir, Dals Way)

With nothing else to say, Leann stood from her seat and led the way out of the tavern and into the moonlit paths. She did not know this village as well as she would have liked, but usually she had found it easy to locate certain establishments as they advertised themselves quite well. The night was a fair bit cold, prompting the sorceress to pull her robe further up around herself. The village itself was a simple fare really, which further raised her suspicions regarding this patron. What prompted the sudden interest in this particular rebel splinter group? Why now? It was very curious. Finally the pair would find themselves at a somewhat large building that appeared in relatively good condition, a depiction of a swan dipping its head into a puddle the sign. Leann was not exactly picky regarding places to stay at this hour she just wanted to get enough rest to be able to better go about her new job. She pushed open the door and walked up to the front desk, noting a rather tired looking man on duty there. His eyes widened by a fraction when they fell upon the woman trailing behind Leann, blinking a couple of times to make sure he wasnt seeing things. Do you have a room available for two? The sorceress inquired, receiving a dumb nod and a key after surrendering a single gold piece. With that the tall woman headed up the stairs, shaking her head ever so slightly. She had long ago gotten used to the impression Anya seemed to leave upon those less used to the more feral aspects of society. She was an oddity, a warrior woman, and an obvious oddity unlike Leann who tended to hide who she was. Anya obviously took a great deal of pride in her prowess the sorceress did as well though the difference was one was more accepted than the other. It was irritating beyond belief, but it was the truth. The woman swept into their assigned room and found it spacious enough, a pair of beds and a small table tucked into the corner with two chairs at it. Candle light flicked and bathed the room in light, curtains obscuring the moonlight from the room itself. Leann wasted no time in removing her robe, untying her binding sash and slowly folding the article of clothing up and placing it at the foot of the bed on the right. She stood in her light blue tunic and trousers, stretching up high before setting about untying the straps on her sandals. Well, that was more fruitful than expected. This certainly looks better than the ground by leagues and miles, no? Once this job is over we should head to the capitol, might be able to purchase some property within the city. Set up an actual business for our particular talents, a base of operations. What do you think? The sorceress suggested as she sat upon her bed and crossed her legs, adopting her meditative position for the night.
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Ayna followed along after Leann, the cold not bothering the barbarian, despite her lack of clothing to protect her from it. She didn't think too much of the job right now, more intrested in enjoying a nice bed and getting on the job in the morning. She walked into the establishment and gave a small grin as she saw the man behind the desk. She somewhat enjoyed the effect she had on people, liking the attention it brought. Ayna was not a subtle girl and her appearance did well in showing what she was about. Heading into the room Ayna walked over to the other bed, setting her axe down by the foot of it before sitting in bed, turning to her companion as she spoke. A property, if I didn't know better dear, I'd say you were trying to civilise me. Anya states with a chuckle, leaning back. Leann was right now, a property to set up would serve them well.
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Anya thought about what her partner was saying, giving a small nod as she thought about it. Being set up somewhere certainly had its advantage and would be much easier than walking to realm for work constantly. Anya might miss the trips but being all but guaranteed a good bed and food every night would certainly make up for that. Anya watched the sorcerer meditate a moment. She was always curious about her companion, seeming to try and figure out this whole magic business. However such attempts were futile. Anya was a simple girl with a simple way of doing things, she wasn't very capable of grasping magic. Before Leann was staring at her, Anya began to strip off. Anya was not a modest person when it came to her body, a fact Leann learned very quickly when they began traveling together. She casually tossed off her bra, followed by the lion cloth, just being sure to not toss them towards Leann, she didn't feel like annoying the sorceress tonight. Anya, lay back in bed, her large DD breasts on full display yet again. Anya looked over to Leann as she spoke, noticing the look she gave her, one that creeped her out somewhat. Well, simply to live a full life before I find the man that can best me. At that point my fate is in his hands. She had mentioned this somewhat before in their travels. She had mentioned she'd only let a man who could best her in battle, sleep with her. Though she wasn't being clear if this was the same scenario or not.
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Leann held some small amount of envy in her soul for Anya and the ease in which the barbaric woman handled herself rather care free in many ways. Such things were anathema to the sorceress naturally she had been brought up with some senses of societal decency. The magical gaze did not exactly detect the nudity in the normal way, instead picking up the sensations along the other womans body. In turn it felt rather as though it was occurring to her, the sensations and feelings moving across her own body in a mirroring fashion. A disadvantage of the sight was bleed over for things one did not wish to detect. As the barbarian woman gave her answer Leann examined the colors swirling about her, they were calm and held no traces of concealment. The sorceress snorted, cutting off the flow of her vital energy into the minor casting and closing her eyes to focus back within herself. Simple goals for a simple woman, would that such things were all that afflicted her own mind. No, instead she had to constantly worry about her own powers consuming her. Even that little bit of casting had introduced a pleasant buzz in her mind, whispering insidiously for her to cast just a little bit more. I expected something similar I suppose. Pity. With your strength I imagine you could do much more than such subjugation. Leann commented. In any event, I suggest you get some sleep. We have a long day ahead of us. The woman offered before falling completely silent. Breath was drawn slowly in through her nose and then out of her mouth, her breathing being cycled as she focused only on the act of breathing. In this way she served to clear her mind of distractions and found some degree of clarity, the roiling of self-destructive urges calming. It was a skill most sorcerers learned early on generally speaking, her mentor had been rather harsh in his instruction but the old man had certainly taught her right. After all, she had yet to slip up as a sorceress due to his instruction. Meditation came before sleep, about a half hour of it would help her focus better and then she could rest properly.
Thread: Sword and Sorcery (Aldir, Dals Way)

Strength I never direct my self well to using. Anya added with a chuckle. She was indeed a force of destruction if she just let her rage and strength lose. However she kept herself from doing so, such outburst often doing the situation worse. Anya lay down on the bed, getting under the soft covers. The barbarian giving a lady like coo as she felt the warm bed wrap around her, enjoying the little comfort. At the sorcerers request she got some sleep, finding it easy for the simple barbarian. Her dreams were of a similar simplicity. The night was filled with her imagining uses for the vast fortune that would soon be theirs. However as she had stated, most struggled to even us it all, the barbarian was never one who thought about riches.
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It was there in her mind, oh gods she could feel it crawling in the brain matter it now marinated in. Her body moved in ways she did not command it, she within silently screaming in sheerest terror and horror. She was a passenger in her own flesh as words not her own left her lips and as her fingers curled around a hilt of treated leather she fancied shed be crying. It was all to no avail as the new commander of her form was beyond such concepts. The cold steel of the dagger gleamed in the flickering candlelight, Leann helpless and unable to even move her eyes to look upon the weapon in her hands fully. The blade came up high into the air and she was pleading by this point for it to end, begging to whatever god would listen. None of them did however, not that day or any day hence When the early morning sun had risen just over the horizon, Leann had awoken. Her dreams had not been overly pleasant that night, nightmares a frequent thing for her final examination at the Academy. Her fingers unconsciously brushed over her left shoulder blade, knowing full well the scar was still there after all this time. To an onlooker it would simply appear to be a faint ring of scarring, however Leann recalled something far more painful. The crawling in her veins as the worm had forced its way into her body and into her brain, the trial each and every sanctioned sorcerer went through. The woman was quick to steal a glance at her companion, a rare smile ghosting across her features as she fancied that asleep she looked far more peaceful than awake. Sleep was never a happy thing for Leann after what the Academy had been. Being born with the ability to use magic hardly exempted one from the trials of abuse and dehumanization there. Her mentor had been a hard man, but a fair one, some of her other instructors had been less so. She could clearly remember her first day walking in there, she had walked to her quarters with a black eye for looking at one in a manner the woman had deemed disrespectful. Leann shook off the remnants of her nightmares and stood slowly from her bed, gathering up her robes and settling them around her. Next she strapped on her sandals and just sat on the edge of her bed for the moment, opting to give Anya more time to sleep. At least someone should be given a good nights sleep between the pair of them. The sorceress started going through a mental list of her preferred spells for their hunt, narrowing her list to the Puppeteer, the Space Saver, and the Bloodwhip. Useful ones, though the first one would be a little more draining than most.
Thread: Sword and Sorcery (Aldir, Dals Way)

Anya slowly woke as Leann prepared, the girl undisturbed by any nightmares. The barbarian slowly sat up and watched Leann, recognising she was s the spells by now. She slowly got out of bed, stretching a moment before doing her far quicker preparation. She put what little outfit she had, barely changing much other than keeping her breasts in place. With that she turned to the sorcerous, a smile on her face. The barbarian was very chipper today, the promise of a good job getting the carefree barbarian into a good mood. So, we ready to depart dear Leann? Or did you have any stops in mind before we make our attack? The girl asked, eager to get going and get killing.
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Leann could not exactly think of anything she needed to do before heading out and setting about to finding their quarry, so she stood as soon as Anya herself was ready. A light stretch later and the sorceress figured that she was well enough prepared for whatever might lay ahead of them. Her spells required no prior preparation beyond her own concentration and placing her vital energy into the spell itself. She had made certain to store away their gold within the folds of her robes just in case she noticed something on the way out. Their travel rations would likely serve well enough for food on the road as well. I believe we have everything we need. I believe he said it was found a little way off the road, meaning we have to go back down south for a ways until we reach the forest he spoke of. The woman said with a nod as she opened the door. Soon enough she would be walking out of town likely with her companion in tow, typically travelling on foot was her preferred method of transport. Besides, if they were going to need to go into a forest then horses would not exactly be the most useful thing in the world to possess. Besides it was not but a half days walk down the road, the sorceress was willing to be patient. The duration of the walk she continued to go over her spells in her mind, figuring it best to sort out everything lest she make a possibly fatal mistake. Eventually would arrive upon the outskirts of the forest in question, Leann leaning against a tree and slumping down in place. The walk had not been overly long in the grander scheme of travel, but even still the woman needed to rest for a spell. Likely Anya was used to these long marches, especially given her more toned physical physique. The sorceress doubted very much that she herself would ever get used to them. Travel was a rather taxing affair, though this was by no means the longest she had ever marched. Lets rest here for a moment. We need to discuss the battle plan anyway. The woman stated. So, given they are in a cave it would be best to assume tight quarters will restrict us somewhat. In order to compensate for that Ill keep my spells as more personalized and less area of effect. Before we enter Ill place a ward around each of us, hopefully it will catch a few arrows they might shoot our way. The woman started. Youll take the lead in front of us I think, Ill pick them off from behind. With enough luck we might very well get the element of surprise on our side, after all they are probably not expecting two women to come after them. Leann added, leaving space open for any further additions Anya might have to the plan that the sorceress was certain she might very well have missed.
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Anya picked up her axe and nodded, following Leann's lead. She was also more fond of walking, never having much of a knack for horse riding. So she marched on with Leann, keeping to her companions pace as she hummed a tune idly. She came to stop with Leann, letting the girl rest. The barbarian gave a smirk, she barely felt tired at all. As you wish dear. She replied, leaning back against a tree as they stopped. Anya listened to the girls plan, usually trusting her to make their plans anyway. Although Anya was pretty smart for her nature, she was still fairly simple in some cases. The usual plan for her was to run in axe swinging, not an ideal idea most of the time. However she soon had a thought on a subject that annoyed her. Got anything prepared that would let us see traps better. I'd rather not walk right into a pit trap... Again. Anya very much hated traps over her time traveling. The barbarian on many occasions getting caught up by some sneaky trap, annoying her to no end every time.
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Leann pondered the question, giving it some serious consideration and going over her somewhat sizable repertoire of spells in her mind. Unlike what many thought there was no set widely accepted spells from which sorcerers drew from, though many took similar shapes. Most sorcerers learned first how to channel their vital energy and then discovered on their own the various methods of shaping certain types of spells. Every spell Leann knew off was something she herself had created. As such it was sometimes difficult to remember every single spell used and possible variation upon the magic that was used in her personal repository of magic. Hmm possibly If I were to craft a scroll that could grant you the Sight you might be able to look upon the energy fluxes of the physical world. Possibly even see through surfaces to detect traps. Of course if not properly prepared it could lead to sensory overload though, if I focus upon simply the sight aspect rather than the others perhaps not The sorceress mused allowed, rifling through her pack and producing sheets of parchment and ink. From here the womans eyes became distant, it was as though the entire world had vanished from her mind and the only things in existence were she and the parchment. Her expression was intently focused upon the task at hand, arcane symbols being brought into existence upon the parchment. The symbols were common enough that most any sorcerer would recognize it as a basic scroll, nothing too fancy. Soon enough she had two completed and finished, briefly pulling the Sight into her eyes to cause her vital essence to glaze them over. The magic was carried from her body and into the scrolls, charging both with a form of basic magic. Here, hold this up to your face and speak the words Aska Maridenth. It should transfer the Sight to your own eyes. Only temporarily naturally. The sorceress stated with a nod, handing one of the freshly completed scrolls to Anya.
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Anya watched Leann work, waiting for the result. Being both illiterate and unable to understand magic, this made no sense to her. However she watched Leann make the symbols and work her 'magic'. Main reason being is it could be helpful one day, she wasn't sure how but it could be none the less. Anya takes hold of the scroll as she is handed it, glancing at it. Well, here goes nothing. The barbarian says, looking the paper up and down. She gets ready to go before holding the scroll up to her face, as instructed. Aska Maridenth... The girl mumbled, trying her best to pronounce it just like Leann had.
Thread: Sword and Sorcery (Aldir, Dals Way)

After Anya would speak the words she would likely find the world shifting and changing, becoming less what she was comfortable with. In this new world there were swirls of colors, some of which she knew and some of which she likely had no word for. The experience was different from person to person, but it could be rather overwhelming and frightening at first. Beyond that she might very well notice a rise in perception, for instance if she focused upon Leann enough she might very well be able to see through her clothing. The sight would last for a few solid minutes but the scrolls effects would then vanish and return normal sight to her eyes, Leann meanwhile was rather pleased that the scroll appeared to have been successful. Of course it was successful, she had made it after all. Well, an impromptu first test really, but it looked like it worked for you. Keep the second scroll handy for when we arrive at their stronghold, the Sight will reveal traps and such rather easily to your eyes. The sorceress stated, standing up and storing her equipment away now that she was suitably well rested. In any event we should be off to finding them I suppose you are the tracker of the two of us so lead on. If anyone can find their hideaway, its you. Leann stated, gesturing to the forest beyond.
Thread: What Is Happening To Dr. Bennett? by RobBase086 and Mystic Angel

It was a beautiful Summer day and Dr. Robert Sandage was getting ready to meet his new assistant Dr. Alyssa Bennett who just graduated from med school in May. Dr. Sandage is 42 years old, never married, and has no children. He is 5'9, with short black hair, and brown eyes. He is in very good shape. Dr. Sandage walks over to Dr. Drake Stevens desk. Dr. Stevens I will be back with a young new doctor who will be starting with us. You need to stop this madness of trying to play God and think that things need to be perfected. It is unsafe to do and unethical as well. Dr. Stevens looks at Dr. Sandage and says, I understand Dr. I will not be doing things that I should not do. He says even though he still plans on experimenting outside of the labs there. Dr. Drake Stevens just graduated a couple of years earlier and was a spoiled rich kid who always got his way. He will get a glance at the fresh new doctor that Dr. Sandage is meeting today. Dr. Sandage was leaving the lab area and walked down to meet Ms. Alyssa Bennett. Dr. Stevens was 30 years old, single and stood 6'2. Hhe had short blonde hair with blue eyes. He continued working on a drug to alter peoples ersonalities. He wanted to test to see if it worked or not. Dr. Sandage greeted Ms. Bennett with a smile. Hello Ms. Bennett a pleasure to meet you! I hope you are not nervous? He said with a smile shaking her hand. Please follow me up to my office to talk. As he guided her to the elevator and they went up to the lab area where Dr. Stevens saw Dr. Bennett through the glass that divided the lab and office area. Dr. Stevens was smitten by Ms. Bennetts beauty. Dr. Sandage could tell that Ms. Bennett was different frim the other young doctors who came in to interview for the job. Dr. Bennett your work in school is very interesting. Do you think you could handle this job and are you willing to work long hours here? That will not interrupt your social life will it? He wondered testing to see if she was up for a job like this.
Thread: What Is Happening To Dr. Bennett? by RobBase086 and Mystic Angel

Dr. Alyssa Marie Bennett Had just graduated from medical school top of her class, as soon as Dr. Sandage addressed her she blushed a little. '' Me Nervous? Never well maybe a little.'' She said as she walked with him, once she was in his office she felt a little better but was still somewhat nervous. '' Yes Sir I do think I could handle a job here, I can work with long hours. Work comes 1st social life later, you've got a really nice set up here so I look forward to working with you as well as the other doctors. '' The brunette smiled as she crossed her legs, she was dressed for the job even already had her own personalized lag coat. Underneath it was a black pencil skirt that stopped just above her knees, of course she had on hose but on top was a dark plumb sleeveless blouse her hair was pinned up of course then on here feet was a pair of black pumps which were very comfortable.