The House late at night.
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The House late at night.
Abaddon, who does not sleep much, given that he does not dream. He has no visions, no premonitions, no touch with the future. He is cut of from that sixth sense that so many of his people have.
He walked through the darkness checking the wards, and watches. He carried a heavy ruby lantern.
Then he walks past Ashune's door. Strange that he has never really spoken with her. But she is familiar. Her voice is familiar.
He knocks on the door.
He walked through the darkness checking the wards, and watches. He carried a heavy ruby lantern.
Then he walks past Ashune's door. Strange that he has never really spoken with her. But she is familiar. Her voice is familiar.
He knocks on the door.
"I would only teach them Necromancy as part of a balanced breakfast."
A moment later, after a few clicking noises, the door swings open to reveal the pale woman on the other side. Her eyes meet Abbadon's breifly before she lowers her head, moves to one side, and extends her arm into the room as if to show him the way in.
"Please enter, if that is your wish, Master Abaddon."
"Please enter, if that is your wish, Master Abaddon."
The old Valkyn'vi mystic steps through the door, leaning on his staff heavily. His braids dangle in front of his eyes, mercurial in the shadow and flame.
"Is Lady Ashune awake. I would to to palaver with her a bit." Abadodn asks quietly.
"Is Lady Ashune awake. I would to to palaver with her a bit." Abadodn asks quietly.
"I would only teach them Necromancy as part of a balanced breakfast."
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She stops and looks at him, with a momentary, startled sort of expression on her features. She recovers and smiles, walks towards him.
"I should think...if we have met, I should remember you." She lifts her hand and seems to caress his face with the back of it, not touching him, but only by the slightest hairsbreadth. "And if not you, your card-playing. You are a terrible card player, charlatan." She smiles at the corners of her lips.
"I should think...if we have met, I should remember you." She lifts her hand and seems to caress his face with the back of it, not touching him, but only by the slightest hairsbreadth. "And if not you, your card-playing. You are a terrible card player, charlatan." She smiles at the corners of her lips.
"You've never seen me play cards when I was trying to win. Losing a few hands goes along way towards making friends in this world. I know someone who used to call me that. It was along time ago. " Abaddon says. His dark eye clouded over.
"I would only teach them Necromancy as part of a balanced breakfast."
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Coming around the corner Arjan pipes in,
"Thing is, what is causing the discomfort? The name charlatan, or the memory of those that called him such?"
The hint of humor in his voice has disappeared and a look of concern briefly replaces the amusement ever present in his eyes. Holding out a glass to Abbadon he says,
"Here, it doesn't have any alcohol in it but, it'll make you feel better all the same."
He offers another to Ashune and steps back so as not to interpose.
"Thing is, what is causing the discomfort? The name charlatan, or the memory of those that called him such?"
The hint of humor in his voice has disappeared and a look of concern briefly replaces the amusement ever present in his eyes. Holding out a glass to Abbadon he says,
"Here, it doesn't have any alcohol in it but, it'll make you feel better all the same."
He offers another to Ashune and steps back so as not to interpose.
Jonny Tremaine,
Master smith of little renown
Pity those that choose not REDEMPTION,
For their deaths shall not be swift.
Master smith of little renown
Pity those that choose not REDEMPTION,
For their deaths shall not be swift.
"It doesn't cause me real discomfort. Just...old memories, for an old man. The older you get the more think about what's past. But I never considered myself someone who lingered in what was gone, I look to the future. And the name just evokes memories. Please don't worry about it. " Abaddon says, taking a lon drink and nodding to Arjan.
"I would only teach them Necromancy as part of a balanced breakfast."