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Tryll's Paragon Quest (Tryll)

Started by Anastasia, March 29, 2017, 11:03:39 PM

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Anastasia

The elf tuts gently, "Is not the gentle breeze the best way to dislodge the hanging leaf?"

"No. A good gale is, so that it takes it for sure and sends it far and wide. Let it ride the winds and finds its destiny." Prince Westwind retorts. "Right, Calleigh?"
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Yuthirin

Calleigh nods, very serious with her hands on her hips. "Gales! Woosh!"
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

A delicate, beautiful frown follows. "I see," he says, "Were you a human woodsman's wife in your mortal life, fair courre?"
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Yuthirin

"Naw, I died when I was five." Calleigh explains.
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

That does a lovely job at shutting the elf up.

"I....my condolences," The elf finally says.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Yuthirin

Calleigh waves him off. "Buncha robbers broke in one night and everything was loud and then BAM! Dead! Meanies. But then I became a courre! Now life is awesome! Anyway, it was a long time ago. Long time. Lotsa time. Like, wow, I've been a courre a long time, actually." she pauses, thoughtful, then makes a face, "Hope they don't try to, you know, make me a firre or something soon. Gross. Anyway! Rituals! Gimme!"
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

Prince Westwind rubs his chin, "Remarkable, few outsiders remember their mortal lives, let alone a courre. Was that your work, Tryll?"

The elf clears his throat, "Refresh me on this ritual you seek, little one?"
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Yuthirin

The sensation of a shrug overcomes Westwind's thoughts, 'Not me, she knew it when I met her. She's pretty old for a courre. '

Meanwhile, "We're looking for, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhHEAVENLYDEFINITIONYEAH! The Ritual of Heavenly Definition. I think. Right? Yep. Right." Calleigh nods confidently.
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

"I'll have a few assistants research it," The elf says, "Stay here and I'll get them on it right away, little one."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Yuthirin

What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Yuthirin

He's got 5 minutes before Calleigh loses her patience and starts exploring.
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

Five minutes pass and no sign of the elf returning, none at all.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Yuthirin

Tiny eyes flicker back and forth. "Bored now!"

She flits off to find something interesting.
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

"Calleigh," Prince Westwind says, speaking up. "Wait a moment."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?