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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/29/2016 8:27:04 PM
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Oh, sorry. I thought you were talking to Royal, the man who came for you.
English
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[i]"He defeated Lothric correct?"[/i] "It was the doggo. I didn't kill him Zane killed Lorian I think?" [i]"Thou has come for a reason?"[/i] "Uh yes. I need you to clear my hollowing" [i]"That is no small price" [/i]
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
Yeah, and that's why I'm here. Royal told me that your price for clearing him is souls. Being an Ex God... has some perks -
[i]"How many souls do you offer?"[/i]
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
How many do you desire? -
[i]"Given his life span and how he has lived, Four million should suffice" [/i]
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
*Mortar nods* Understood. *Mortar opens up a Portal to the Old Underworld, then returns a moment later with a small vat* Inside this, four million damned souls rest. Open this when we are done and do what you please -
[i]"You have done well, Lord Mortar. Royal, you may kneel."[/i] [b]Royal gets down on one knee, and the Firekeeper places a hand on his forehead. Royal collapses backwards and the Firekeeper pockets the souls [/b] [i]"Tis done."[/i]
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
*Mortar walks up, picking up Royal* What exactly did you do to him? -
[i]"I extracted the darkness causing the hollowing."[/i]
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
Hmm, okay. Thank you. *He opens up a portal back to the Dojo* I hope we can meet again -
[i]"As do I, my lord" [/i] [b]She does a small curtsy [/b]
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
*He bows slightly as he walks through the portal with Royal, the portal closing behind them* Royal, wakey wakey. -
"Go away I'm napping" [b]He groans [/b]
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
*Mortar chuckles slightly* I'll get you to your place -
"Please do"
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
*He grunts as he opens a portal to Royal's room and drags him through it, laying Royal on his bed* -
"Thank you doctor fish tickles"
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
Fish Tickles? -
"Yes!"
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
Okay then. I'm just gonna assume that this is sleep deprivation talking -
"Bye fish stocks!"
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
Actually, I'll stay here to make sure you recover -
"Fish stocks, goooo."
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
nah, I'll stay for a little longer -
[b]Royal drifts into sleep [/b]
