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<blockquote data-quote="GlassEye" data-source="post: 6572715" data-attributes="member: 40413">Aedre basks in the adulation, the admiration, the banter of those around her that seems a jockeying for her favor.&nbsp; Her lips turn upwards in a faint smile at Boral's fumbling words.&nbsp; Only a flicker of her eyes indicate she's heard Kurl or Tender but Gratien's use of her title and formal praise earns him a frank, assessing gaze.A single step brings Aedre close to the bank where Boral kneels.&nbsp; She reaches out a hand to his bowed head as if to touch his forehead but halts her hand less than a finger's length away.&nbsp; Even at that distance Boral can feel the coolness radiating from her hand before she withdraws it.&quot;You have been touched by another...&quot;&nbsp; Was that uncertainty or annoyance briefly heard in her voice?&nbsp; Regardless, it is gone or masked when she continues.&nbsp; &quot;You hunt the beast.&nbsp; Then perhaps I can aid you and in so doing, aid myself.&nbsp; North of here is the burial mound of an ancient warrior-king.&nbsp; As was their wont, he was buried with a powerful weapon, bane of that demonic beast.&nbsp; The burial mound is sealed and guarded by Azbog the Serpent.&quot;The name of Azbog sends a chill down Kurl's spine and he knows, is filled with certainty though he's never heard the name before, that Azbog is an enemy of that one he worships.&quot;Azbog.&quot;&nbsp; Aedre spits the name.&nbsp; &quot;My tormentor.&nbsp; Drive him off or slay him and you would have given me a boon.&nbsp; And with that evil spirit banished you would be able to broach the mound and take the weapon to fulfill your quest.&quot;Aedre looks up and seemingly sees Alois for the first time.&nbsp; As her gaze washes over him he feels the magic drain away and he reduces to his normal dimensions.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="GlassEye, post: 6572715, member: 40413"] Aedre basks in the adulation, the admiration, the banter of those around her that seems a jockeying for her favor. Her lips turn upwards in a faint smile at Boral's fumbling words. Only a flicker of her eyes indicate she's heard Kurl or Tender but Gratien's use of her title and formal praise earns him a frank, assessing gaze. A single step brings Aedre close to the bank where Boral kneels. She reaches out a hand to his bowed head as if to touch his forehead but halts her hand less than a finger's length away. Even at that distance Boral can feel the coolness radiating from her hand before she withdraws it. [color=orange]"You have been touched by another..."[/color] Was that uncertainty or annoyance briefly heard in her voice? Regardless, it is gone or masked when she continues. [color=orange]"You hunt the beast. Then perhaps I can aid you and in so doing, aid myself. North of here is the burial mound of an ancient warrior-king. As was their wont, he was buried with a powerful weapon, bane of that demonic beast. The burial mound is sealed and guarded by Azbog the Serpent."[/color] The name of Azbog sends a chill down Kurl's spine and he knows, is filled with certainty though he's never heard the name before, that Azbog is an enemy of that one he worships. [color=orange]"Azbog."[/color] Aedre spits the name. [color=orange]"My tormentor. Drive him off or slay him and you would have given me a boon. And with that evil spirit banished you would be able to broach the mound and take the weapon to fulfill your quest."[/color] Aedre looks up and seemingly sees Alois for the first time. As her gaze washes over him he feels the magic drain away and he reduces to his normal dimensions. [/QUOTE]

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