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<blockquote data-quote="InVinoVeritas" data-source="post: 3768349" data-attributes="member: 41485"><p>Darian pauses to examine the bodies. Fr. Berman stays with him and looks around. Darian lifts the masks off the bodies--and reveals the faces of gnomes much older than Temp or Ada. </p><p></p><p>Torhan leads the way, Ru and Calahan close behind, to the courtyard. There, the brigade has fought back the flames to make a path to the chapel. The courtyard itself was once beautiful, filled with rose bushes, apparently in full bloom. However, the fire has burned through most of the bushes, leaving only their blackened skeletons. Petals and ashes float in the air and settle all around.</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center">* * *</p><p></p><p><span style="color: MediumTurquoise">"Temp, why all the rush?"</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: Orange">"Bree says it's because of the body and the police. Your father never would want this to happen, and this tragedy is just the excuse he would need to stop it."</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: MediumTurquoise">"...Daddy never did understand our love, did he?"</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: Orange">"Maybe not. But it's the new year, and Bree and Alek hope we can put all this pain back in the old year, when we discard our new faces."</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: MediumTurquoise">"Garl make it so..."</span></p><p></p><p>Temp and Ada entered the chapel. The priest stood at the golden anvil altar, festooned with roses. His mask was simple, and made of gold, as is the tradition.</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/43/116826087_e37c702b74.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /></p> <p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'">The Combledorns' Priest.</span></p><p></p><p>Bree stepped into the chapel after the couple. <span style="color: red">"You may begin, Learned."</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: LemonChiffon">"We come together to join Adalavas ko'Pigglemorth and Templeton Combledorn together, as family, and a new way to create the world. Adalavas, do you accept Templeton as your husband, to love and to cherish?"</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: MediumTurquoise">"I do."</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: LemonChiffon">"Templeton, do you accept Adalavas as your wife, to love and to cherish?"</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: Orange">"I do."</span></p><p></p><p>A horrendous crash occurred. Bree stood up. <span style="color: Red">"Continue. I will check on things, and be right back. This marriage must be completed!"</span> She rushed out.</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center">* * *</p><p></p><p>In the doorway, her scarlet robes sullied with ash and dusted with petals, lies Bree. Her body has been twisted unnaturally, her hands grey and looking dessicated. The chapel appears ahead, its gold-painted door slightly ajar, and off its hinges.</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center">* * *</p><p></p><p>"Then let all know that Garl Glittergold sees fit to forge these two souls together. Whoever witnesses these two come together, let no one tear asunder."</p><p></p><p><span style="color: MediumTurquoise">"Witnesses?"</span> Ada asked, looking around. <span style="color: MediumTurquoise">"Bree's not back... Who is witness?"</span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic'"><span style="color: Gray">"I am witness."</span></span></p><p></p><p style="text-align: center">* * *</p><p></p><p>Torhan and Ru pulled back the chapel doors, and peered inside. The torches remain lit, and the pews, the raiments of the chapel, everything appears to be in its place. </p><p></p><p>Yet hanging upside-down from chains in the ceiling are an apparent bride and groom, slowly swaying, and dripping blood from their headless necks.</p><p></p><p></p><p>[sblock=ooc]</p><p>Photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ramperto/116826087/" target="_blank">Ramperto</a></p><p>[/sblock]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="InVinoVeritas, post: 3768349, member: 41485"] Darian pauses to examine the bodies. Fr. Berman stays with him and looks around. Darian lifts the masks off the bodies--and reveals the faces of gnomes much older than Temp or Ada. Torhan leads the way, Ru and Calahan close behind, to the courtyard. There, the brigade has fought back the flames to make a path to the chapel. The courtyard itself was once beautiful, filled with rose bushes, apparently in full bloom. However, the fire has burned through most of the bushes, leaving only their blackened skeletons. Petals and ashes float in the air and settle all around. [center]* * *[/center] [COLOR=MediumTurquoise]"Temp, why all the rush?"[/COLOR] [COLOR=Orange]"Bree says it's because of the body and the police. Your father never would want this to happen, and this tragedy is just the excuse he would need to stop it."[/COLOR] [COLOR=MediumTurquoise]"...Daddy never did understand our love, did he?"[/COLOR] [COLOR=Orange]"Maybe not. But it's the new year, and Bree and Alek hope we can put all this pain back in the old year, when we discard our new faces."[/COLOR] [COLOR=MediumTurquoise]"Garl make it so..."[/COLOR] Temp and Ada entered the chapel. The priest stood at the golden anvil altar, festooned with roses. His mask was simple, and made of gold, as is the tradition. [center][img]http://farm1.static.flickr.com/43/116826087_e37c702b74.jpg[/img] [font=Book Antiqua]The Combledorns' Priest.[/font][/center] Bree stepped into the chapel after the couple. [color=red]"You may begin, Learned."[/color] [COLOR=LemonChiffon]"We come together to join Adalavas ko'Pigglemorth and Templeton Combledorn together, as family, and a new way to create the world. Adalavas, do you accept Templeton as your husband, to love and to cherish?"[/COLOR] [COLOR=MediumTurquoise]"I do."[/COLOR] [COLOR=LemonChiffon]"Templeton, do you accept Adalavas as your wife, to love and to cherish?"[/COLOR] [COLOR=Orange]"I do."[/COLOR] A horrendous crash occurred. Bree stood up. [COLOR=Red]"Continue. I will check on things, and be right back. This marriage must be completed!"[/COLOR] She rushed out. [center]* * *[/center] In the doorway, her scarlet robes sullied with ash and dusted with petals, lies Bree. Her body has been twisted unnaturally, her hands grey and looking dessicated. The chapel appears ahead, its gold-painted door slightly ajar, and off its hinges. [center]* * *[/center] "Then let all know that Garl Glittergold sees fit to forge these two souls together. Whoever witnesses these two come together, let no one tear asunder." [COLOR=MediumTurquoise]"Witnesses?"[/COLOR] Ada asked, looking around. [COLOR=MediumTurquoise]"Bree's not back... Who is witness?"[/COLOR] [FONT=Century Gothic][COLOR=Gray]"I am witness."[/COLOR][/FONT] [center]* * *[/center] Torhan and Ru pulled back the chapel doors, and peered inside. The torches remain lit, and the pews, the raiments of the chapel, everything appears to be in its place. Yet hanging upside-down from chains in the ceiling are an apparent bride and groom, slowly swaying, and dripping blood from their headless necks. [sblock=ooc] Photo by [url=http://www.flickr.com/photos/ramperto/116826087/]Ramperto[/url] [/sblock] [/QUOTE]
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