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<blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 6238173" data-attributes="member: 9255">CREATION SCHEMASEGMENT 338“CONFESSIONS OF A TIME TRAVELER 01”12/30/13“I have seen much in my time.” Says the sickly old gnome.&nbsp; The halfling nurse smiles and continues to bath his still body.&nbsp; I look to be about 450 years old.&nbsp; But I have not even been born.&nbsp; Crazy isn’t it?” The House Jorasco halfling checks his vitals.&nbsp; Though new to the world, the Dragonmarked house healers are learning to use their powers over healing in new ways.&nbsp; Monitoring pulse, heart beats, eye movement they can tell much without using magic.“I was born on Orlune 4th of year 981.”&nbsp; Glyder gives a weak smile.&nbsp;&nbsp; The nurse dries her hands and continues to smile at the aged gnome.“You do not believe me.&nbsp; You think I am…. Crazy in the head.&nbsp; Play’s son and daughter thought so also back in Xen’drik.&nbsp; Now THAT… was a crazy and memorable time.”The halfling offers him water.&nbsp; He accepts it and nods his thanks before coughing for several moments. “What year… is it?”&nbsp;&nbsp; She keeps working as she tries to tidy up his bedding.&nbsp; With great effect, he grasps her wrist with his cold hand.&nbsp; “Please…. What year is it?”Smiling, she measures his face for his current grasp of reality and awareness.&nbsp; This John Doe was found in the ruins of an army outpost in northern Metrol several months ago.&nbsp; His mind resists any healing as he continues about being a time traveler.&nbsp; He has no known family.&nbsp; Neither friends nor military records.&nbsp; “It is the year 992, Eyre 5 of 992.”&nbsp; She pats his arm hoping it comforts him.“I… I have time then.&nbsp; Please… humor an old gnome.&nbsp;&nbsp; Could you get a message out for me?”Uncertain of the request she merely nods and gives an unclear hum.&nbsp; He smiles back.&nbsp; He already knows she will do it.&nbsp; He has seen it.&nbsp; It is his future.&nbsp; Her future.&nbsp; Eberron’s future.Months go by.&nbsp; A family member from House Sivis has answered his call.&nbsp; Calli d’Sivis.&nbsp; She is young but eager to leave her mark in the family history.&nbsp; When she arrived to his summons she thought it to be a possible side story to tell in the newspapers or to her superiors for humor.&nbsp; But his sincerity…. His grasp of the past.&nbsp; Then there was the incident.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="megamania, post: 6238173, member: 9255"] CREATION SCHEMA SEGMENT 338 “CONFESSIONS OF A TIME TRAVELER 01” 12/30/13 “I have seen much in my time.” Says the sickly old gnome. The halfling nurse smiles and continues to bath his still body. I look to be about 450 years old. But I have not even been born. Crazy isn’t it?” The House Jorasco halfling checks his vitals. Though new to the world, the Dragonmarked house healers are learning to use their powers over healing in new ways. Monitoring pulse, heart beats, eye movement they can tell much without using magic. “I was born on Orlune 4th of year 981.” Glyder gives a weak smile. The nurse dries her hands and continues to smile at the aged gnome. “You do not believe me. You think I am…. Crazy in the head. Play’s son and daughter thought so also back in Xen’drik. Now THAT… was a crazy and memorable time.” The halfling offers him water. He accepts it and nods his thanks before coughing for several moments. “What year… is it?” She keeps working as she tries to tidy up his bedding. With great effect, he grasps her wrist with his cold hand. “Please…. What year is it?” Smiling, she measures his face for his current grasp of reality and awareness. This John Doe was found in the ruins of an army outpost in northern Metrol several months ago. His mind resists any healing as he continues about being a time traveler. He has no known family. Neither friends nor military records. “It is the year 992, Eyre 5 of 992.” She pats his arm hoping it comforts him. “I… I have time then. Please… humor an old gnome. Could you get a message out for me?” Uncertain of the request she merely nods and gives an unclear hum. He smiles back. He already knows she will do it. He has seen it. It is his future. Her future. Eberron’s future. Months go by. A family member from House Sivis has answered his call. Calli d’Sivis. She is young but eager to leave her mark in the family history. When she arrived to his summons she thought it to be a possible side story to tell in the newspapers or to her superiors for humor. But his sincerity…. His grasp of the past. Then there was the incident. [/QUOTE]

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