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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


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    [PQ - in progress] the high black water, a devil's daughter; fairies
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    <link href='http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Alex+Brush' rel='stylesheet' type='text/css'><style>.wysterialayout {width:600px; border:1px solid #000;box-shadow:0px 0px 10px #000;background-color:#84658e;} .wysteriagradient {width:600px; border:1px solid #000;padding:10px;background:#32173b;background: -webkit-linear-gradient(#32173b, #502d5c, #32173b);background: -o-linear-gradient(#32173b, #502d5c, #32173b);background: -moz-linear-gradient(#32173b, #502d5c, #32173b);background: linear-gradient(#32173b, #502d5c, #32173b); box-shadow:0px 0px 25px #000;} .wysteriapic {width:600px; height:600px; background-image:url('https://s12.postimg.cc/kg3nx0u5p/insanewysteriafairy.png');background-size:contain;margin-bottom:-85px;} .wysteriaquote {width:600px; font-size:24px;font-family: 'alex brush', cursive;color:#32173b;padding-bottom:10px;} .wysteriapost {padding:30px;padding-bottom:5px;padding-top:0px;text-align:justify;font:12px times;color:#32173b;} .wysterianame {width:600px; height:101px; background-image:url('https://s20.postimg.cc/wzsofyikt/Wysteria_Fairy.png');background-size:contain;margin-bottom:5px;}</style><center><div class=wysteriagradient><div class=wysterialayout><div class=wysteriapic></div><div class=wysteriaquote><center>All hail the Queen of the Boards.</center></div><div class=wysteriapost>Rather foolish, she thinks, to drag a newborn up the mountain. Then again, newborns found their way up here more frequently than they should, somehow able to make the trek, driven by young stubbornness. It was a powerful thing, youth, a magic that wasn’t quite magic and yet was impossible to deny regardless.

    She appears in front of the pair, the breeze picking up as she does so. <b> “You would risk your child to save yourself?”</b> she asks. In truth, it wasn’t the most selfish motive. A child was, usually, better off with her own mother rather than a stranger, but then again, there were no shortage of loving mothers in Beqanna to raise an orphaned child. It would be safer to leave the girl alone than to drag her up the mother, but yet, they are both here.

    The blood between the mare’s legs does not go unnoticed though. She is never soft, and doesn’t intend to be so now, but she does send a wave of healing magic rolling over the pair. Restorative for the child, and healing for the mare so she doesn’t die in the middle of her quest. <b> “Before I grant you what you truly seek, go speak to three others would can tell you what it is like to be reborn or what it is like to lose everything you love time and again.”</b>

    After all, that is the price of what she seeks, and Wysteria believes they should understand the cost first.

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    @[City] has rolled a 2 and will receive a quest. Have three threads with other characters or the NPC account talking about either a) what it like to be reborn or b) what it is like to be immortal and watch your loved ones die. All three threads do not have to be the same topic.
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    RE: the high black water, a devil's daughter; fairies - by Wysteria Fairy - 07-25-2019, 10:57 AM



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