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<blockquote data-quote="Binder Fred" data-source="post: 7217041" data-attributes="member: 63746">Tinkling laughter. &quot;So these are indeed the tools needed to defeat the coming darkness?&quot;Old Rana slowly unfolded, hair spilling from her hood to the ground, simultaneously gray and wild and black and silky, thorn and brambles woven-in. Young and old, crone and beauty. OOC: Fey PresenceHer voice had grown louder yet more hollow, as if speaking from some invisible tunnel or cave. She spoke aloud, looking at the others with greater interest.&quot;The sword and axe,&quot; she said, turning her gaze to Hexiros and Emmyr. &quot;Used to both defend us and defeat our foes.&quot;&quot;The book,&quot; and all eyes turned towards Gwylla. &quot;Knowledge and understanding. Like a blade of the mind, another way to defeat the evil that threatens this world.&quot;&quot;The crowbar!&quot; And Templeton looked perplexed pointing a finger at himself as if to say, Who me? &quot;When the way is blocked and brute force is not enough, who is to say a more cunning way cannot be found?&quot;&quot;And lastly, the jewel.&quot; Rana's voice(s) dipped into sarcasm. &quot;The inspiration for venturing forth? The reward? The persuasion needed to get others to join in the venture? Useful in all cases, useful to our cause.&quot;A delighted grin at them all -- infinitely charming; hard and uncaring.And then Rana's body shook slightly, and she collapsed atop her gnarled cane, breathing suddenly hard- heavy with exhaustion. Herself once more.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Binder Fred, post: 7217041, member: 63746"] Tinkling laughter. "So these are indeed the tools needed to defeat the coming darkness?" Old Rana slowly unfolded, hair spilling from her hood to the ground, simultaneously gray and wild and black and silky, thorn and brambles woven-in. Young and old, crone and beauty. [I]OOC: Fey Presence[/I] Her voice had grown louder yet more hollow, as if speaking from some invisible tunnel or cave. She spoke aloud, looking at the others with greater interest. "The sword and axe," she said, turning her gaze to Hexiros and Emmyr. "Used to both defend us and defeat our foes." "The book," and all eyes turned towards Gwylla. "Knowledge and understanding. Like a blade of the mind, another way to defeat the evil that threatens this world." "The crowbar!" And Templeton looked perplexed pointing a finger at himself as if to say, [I]Who me?[/I] "When the way is blocked and brute force is not enough, who is to say a more cunning way cannot be found?" "And lastly, the jewel." Rana's voice(s) dipped into sarcasm. "The inspiration for venturing forth? The reward? The persuasion needed to get others to join in the venture? Useful in all cases, useful to our cause." A delighted grin at them all -- infinitely charming; hard and uncaring. And then Rana's body shook slightly, and she collapsed atop her gnarled cane, breathing suddenly hard- heavy with exhaustion. Herself once more. [/QUOTE]

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