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Post by Ghirizon on Jul 4, 2006 23:04:12 GMT -5
The runty half-wolf sauntered into the clearing. Tilting his head to one side he worked over his plan again. He would ask Neco right away, hoping to impress him. If he did not grant him his wish he would challenge Neco to a battle of wits. He tilted his head back and called "Neco! I beg a gift!"
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Post by Juice on Jul 4, 2006 23:19:44 GMT -5
Neco, who had just dealt with two wolves asking for powers, and ate a large meal of stag meat, was a bit cranky and sighed loudly as he was summoned. "A dark preist's work is never done." he murmered to himself. He padded from the den. "What do you want?" he asked, sneering at the small evil wolf.
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Post by Ghirizon on Jul 5, 2006 13:36:51 GMT -5
Rohkiel looked up at the lion, relishing the evil that flowed from the beast. "I wish to have wings." he stated, "I have the mind to outdoe anyone but i lack physical duress. With wings my plan would take flight." He cackled at his own bad joke, cleared his throat, and continued, "I could conquer this whole forest, gathering an army of savage wolves and stomping out the light."
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Post by Juice on Jul 5, 2006 13:53:13 GMT -5
Neco grunted while thinking. He could tell this small wolf was evil and could take over the forest if he tried hard enough. "I see." Neco said smiling. "I will grant you the power of flight." he said, his large teeth glimmering. He padded towards the wolf and put one of his large black paws on his back. "FLIGHT!" he roared loudly. A white light shot from his paw and when he removed it, two bat like wings had sprouted from Rohkiel's back. "Now it will take two days for your wings to grow in fully, then you are free to do as you wish." he said. He turned and went back into the depths of his cave, not wishing to be disturbed any longer.
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Post by Ghirizon on Jul 5, 2006 14:02:04 GMT -5
Rohkiel did'nt even wince when Necos paw touched his back, though he trembled with evil glee. He turned, with his mind working busily heading for the Temor Oscuro Packlands.
*exit Rohkiel*
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