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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
5/24/2016 3:44:50 PM
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*I return a moment later, practically pulling Cadmael*
I'm sure you remember Cadmael
English
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"No..."
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[i]Royal. It's me, Cadmael.[/i] It's okay if you don't fully remember, you lost a lot of memories.
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"No no no no no. That's not possible."
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How is it not possible? Cadmael, royal, standing right next to each other
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"He's dead."
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No, a person is completely dead when their physical and mental forms deteriorate. His physical form deteriorated, but I was able to save his mental state, and bring him back. I'm the ex God of the underworld, I learned to do that a while ago
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"Oh my gods."
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Yea, this is a lot to process, but I've done this before. The first time with Crossbow, the second with Wit. He is number five I think
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[b]My face is a complete pale color [/b] "I can't - I Um-"
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Think of him as my gift to you. [i]I don't like being called a gift... it's demeaning.[/i] You're a gift, go with it
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"My son...."
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[i]Yes, father?[/i]
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[b]I am completely speechless [/b]
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[i]It's okay.[/i] *Cadmael walks up to you*
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"I watched you -"
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[i]So, you're leaving?[/i]
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"Yeah..."
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[i]Can I come too? Mortar gave me a bit of a description why, and, I just wanted you to know that I'll be with you.[/i]
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" I wasn't expecting to go with anyone. But I guess. "
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[i]Thank you father.[/i] *Cadmael pats himself down, making sure he has everything* [i]I'm ready when you are.[/i]
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[b]I step through the portal [/b]
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*Mortar pats himself down and remembers he had something for you* ROYALLL!!! *He runs through the portal right before it closes* I have something for you. *He hands you a small pouch*
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"Mortar!? What is that?" [b]I take the pouch [/b]
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*inside the pouch, there is a throwing knife. It has a soft leather grip wrapped around a smooth oak like wood handle. The handle seems to form into the dark metallic blade, rather than being two separate pieces. On the blade, the words "Do not forget those who hurt you" are written on it.* My prized throwing knife. Yours now.
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"I can't accept this..."
