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[GG] A game of Gods IC (Introduction)

IC: He looks snarling at the human mage. "My ire is raised due to being cooped in here. I dislike being in this room all day long with no purpose or reason. My life demands order and reason and yet there is none, a shroud of mystery surrounds us but noone wishes to pierce this veil besides me. You can cooly calm and wait but i cannot. The blood of the ancients course through my viens and patience can be a virute but not one i usually apply."


OOC: fun fun fun!!
 

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"Tzzach, that *was* a last warning. If you are foolish enough to ignore it, you will soon find that gems and words can kill you." Drakon's voice is cold, serious. He takes the gem and puts it besides him, but still continues his meal.

"Whoever has brought us here has commanded us to get to know eachother. It would be logical that they only go on when we know eachother. So, wait for the others to join us. Anger will not solve anything here."

[Leo, I like the way you play Tzzach. Just know when to stop, because I *will* hurt you when you cross the line. Seems like something a follower of Bane would do, y'know.]
 
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Gabriel Thorn

"I serve Deneir, the scribe Half-breed. I protect the world from ignorance in his service." Gabriels tone is even and mello.

After a monents though, he adds "My name is Gabriel Thorn."
 

"Well met Gabriel, but I guess that if we ever travel on foot, you will be in the front or at the back. We don't want the thorn in our side now, would we?" Drakon says a wide smile.

"So, Yalla, I wanna make a bet that Tzzach will be pissed off at Gabriel sooner than the other way around...or would that be too obvious?"

Drakon finishes his meal, pours another glass of wine and turns to Gabriel once more:"So, Gabriel, when you say you listen, you must hear a lot of things. Heard any amusing stories lately?"
 


IC: "Foolish humans, all foolish, pay they will, all of them, burn them all, more heads for my wall..." he grumbles and sits firmly down in his chair letting the chair creak and groan putting his feet on another chair and waits patiently for a tale.

"Make it worthwhile anything involve intrigue, war, or bloodshed. Hell make it involve all three!"

he leans back slightly in his chair with his feet up.
 


IC:"Needless killing is forbidden?" the lizard creature hisses silently. "Why do you say that? Those that provoke mine ire deserve the taste of steel and the death that follows them shortly thereafter. Why should it be any differently? Such is the laws of nature and the laws of man. The strongest have always survived be ye of physical prowess <taps his axe>, mental guile <nods at drakon>, or by stealth <flicks his head at the drow>. In the end death is the final result for that is the way life is. You are born, you either live strong and propser or you die by a stronger hand. Tell me where in your book it states otherwise. I would love to see it with mine eyes."

He looks at drakon: "And yes spell weaver i doth know how to read your infernal common tongue."
 

Gabriel Thorn

"Is strength the only thing you respect? If you can indeed reason as well as you claim, reason this. I am here for a reason, you will need my help. If you don't do as i ask you will not get it." Gabriel stands half way up and leans on the table. "If that's not good enough a reason, when we get out of here you can test your strength against me. Although i'm not as soft as you imagine."

Gabriel's tone never wavers, the whole speach is delivered in the same mello even voice. His face is expressionless.
 

IC:"Not as soft eh? Perhaps you have steel or metal under yon robes? Be ye a priest of yon religon or be ye a spell tosser like drakon there?"
 

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