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<blockquote data-quote="Meowzebub" data-source="post: 2735041" data-attributes="member: 13170"><p>Xileph awakens on a cold slab. He imediately notices all his wounds have healed but there is still a dull ache about his body. Whether that is from his time upon the slab or the ordeal he just experienced he is unsure. What he is sure is that it is good to be back. His time beyond was in an idylic realm far from any strife or war. Thankfully he was saved from that. To go go under the bone golum's claw would be an acceptable fate, but to have one's soul ripped away by a symbol scratched in the dirt. It is a cruel fate for any to suffer and even crueler for a warrior.</p><p></p><p>He is given time for retrospection.</p><p></p><p>But all this does go toward what I always suspected. Perhaps I have over reached my station. The others treat me with a joking respect but in our travels I have seen the differences. They are nearly children of the Gods, each bearing his or her heritage. They have powers beyond my comprehension, the girl can smash objects that bruise his fist and the near angel can kill with a word. Me, I'm big. I have been around the planes a few times. Enough times in fact to know that my companions are true powers in the eternal game. Me, I have been lucky. I remember when to duck. I am a beast of war. Made for that. Made to love that. But it still means I come with no flash.</p><p></p><p>It was not a word or a glow that choked the gatehouse Kyton with his own chain. I did what was needed at a time that was crucial. I took a heavy toll that day as well, but we opened the gates. I did not get to celebrate that success either, they found me the next day encased in chains but my grip still holding the one, the one forced to resist its master. </p><p></p><p>If anything I am tenacious. As I see my campanions rush head first at evil...</p><p></p><p>Xileph sits up from his repose...it is always amazing to behold the powers of the Gods as he examines the lack of scars or bruises...and he does not want to dwell too much on his body left behind. </p><p></p><p>-But that is it, isn't it? Just like a scout redirects an army, perhaps I am here to guide my friends. We all love to fight, it is what we are all good at. But if I could teach them to duck at the right moments....</p><p></p><p>He slides from the slab and faces the sunlight streaming through the rooms open portal. He is of cource in his room. The two chairs by his slabside indicate that his friends were here. A feather and fruit pits on the floor bear the proof. The book shelf was disheveled as if someone took down each book and gave it a quick perusal before returning it. He took a moment to return them to their proper order. His gear was neatly stacked on the tabel. He makes his way to the opening that faces out into the yard. Marius and Clover were standing with a stranger. They turned to look as he emerges.</p><p></p><p>"My fellow Ramadeen always thought I read to much, but I did not think it would kill me."</p><p></p><p>"Fuzzy!", and in a flash, Clover covered the distance and was swallowed up by two big,..fuzzy..arms.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Meowzebub, post: 2735041, member: 13170"] Xileph awakens on a cold slab. He imediately notices all his wounds have healed but there is still a dull ache about his body. Whether that is from his time upon the slab or the ordeal he just experienced he is unsure. What he is sure is that it is good to be back. His time beyond was in an idylic realm far from any strife or war. Thankfully he was saved from that. To go go under the bone golum's claw would be an acceptable fate, but to have one's soul ripped away by a symbol scratched in the dirt. It is a cruel fate for any to suffer and even crueler for a warrior. He is given time for retrospection. But all this does go toward what I always suspected. Perhaps I have over reached my station. The others treat me with a joking respect but in our travels I have seen the differences. They are nearly children of the Gods, each bearing his or her heritage. They have powers beyond my comprehension, the girl can smash objects that bruise his fist and the near angel can kill with a word. Me, I'm big. I have been around the planes a few times. Enough times in fact to know that my companions are true powers in the eternal game. Me, I have been lucky. I remember when to duck. I am a beast of war. Made for that. Made to love that. But it still means I come with no flash. It was not a word or a glow that choked the gatehouse Kyton with his own chain. I did what was needed at a time that was crucial. I took a heavy toll that day as well, but we opened the gates. I did not get to celebrate that success either, they found me the next day encased in chains but my grip still holding the one, the one forced to resist its master. If anything I am tenacious. As I see my campanions rush head first at evil... Xileph sits up from his repose...it is always amazing to behold the powers of the Gods as he examines the lack of scars or bruises...and he does not want to dwell too much on his body left behind. -But that is it, isn't it? Just like a scout redirects an army, perhaps I am here to guide my friends. We all love to fight, it is what we are all good at. But if I could teach them to duck at the right moments.... He slides from the slab and faces the sunlight streaming through the rooms open portal. He is of cource in his room. The two chairs by his slabside indicate that his friends were here. A feather and fruit pits on the floor bear the proof. The book shelf was disheveled as if someone took down each book and gave it a quick perusal before returning it. He took a moment to return them to their proper order. His gear was neatly stacked on the tabel. He makes his way to the opening that faces out into the yard. Marius and Clover were standing with a stranger. They turned to look as he emerges. "My fellow Ramadeen always thought I read to much, but I did not think it would kill me." "Fuzzy!", and in a flash, Clover covered the distance and was swallowed up by two big,..fuzzy..arms. [/QUOTE]
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