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Post by obsidian on Aug 19, 2007 14:55:33 GMT -5
(("Things worth doing are never fun.")) Mikhail responded, absent-mindedly. He looked into the sky for a moment, miles away. Abruptly, he asked, (("Are there usually giant talking eagles of unusual wisdom in these mountains?"))
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Post by RekKa on Aug 19, 2007 16:51:15 GMT -5
(("Take it you found a jamak. And no, not generally."))
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Post by obsidian on Aug 19, 2007 17:19:55 GMT -5
(("A jamak...I thought he might be. Are they common? "))
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Post by RekKa on Aug 21, 2007 16:23:25 GMT -5
He lays down and makes himself comfortable in the frozen grass. (("Meh, not especially. Most people have to earn them, guess this one just likes you. Spirits are weird like that. My jamak's a bit of a flake, but he's helpful when I really need it."))
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Post by obsidian on Aug 24, 2007 0:14:15 GMT -5
(("Tell me more about Spirits."))
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Post by RekKa on Aug 24, 2007 0:21:39 GMT -5
(("Mmm, spirits come in all forms in the Umbra. Most are neutral, many are hostile, a few are sympathetic to our cause. They can also be very finicky, so you have to be careful to stay on their good sides. Some are powerful... some are borderline sentient... kinda depends on the spirit. I generally regard them with caution and respect, and they usually treat me the same."))
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Post by obsidian on Aug 26, 2007 14:19:10 GMT -5
(("Our...cause? What is our cause, exactly?"))
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Post by RekKa on Aug 26, 2007 14:33:05 GMT -5
(("Beat up on the Wyrm, mostly,")) he says, rolling over. (("Overall the deal is to try to save Gaia, but... sometimes, it starts seemin' kind of impossible. Do what we can to stay alive, try to keep on going."))
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Post by obsidian on Aug 26, 2007 15:23:12 GMT -5
(("I heard of...others. The dogs. Do we fight them?"))
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Post by RekKa on Aug 26, 2007 23:43:41 GMT -5
(("Only when they get in our way. Small handful of them are alright... and we're mostly fighting for the same cause. Lots of kin still hold a grudge from the old times, though. Generally I just try to stay away from 'em."))
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Post by obsidian on Aug 29, 2007 0:28:26 GMT -5
Mikhail curled his lips. (("And the humans? What place do they hold in this world?"))
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Post by RekKa on Aug 29, 2007 9:56:15 GMT -5
(("Some are alright, some are corrupt. Best to keep away from them as well, they're hard to trust."))
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Post by obsidian on Aug 29, 2007 21:29:14 GMT -5
Mikhail made a gruff sound. (("Indeed. At least dogs are known for loyalty.")) He nodded his head at the elder stiffly. (("Thank you for answering my questions. I'm sure I will have many more."))
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Post by RekKa on Aug 30, 2007 0:22:49 GMT -5
He yawns, (("I have no doubts of that.")) He settles in to the grass and promptly takes a long midday nap.
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Post by obsidian on Sept 1, 2007 0:04:27 GMT -5
Mikhail stays awake on watch as long as he can, but if sleep comes calling too loudly he won't fight it.
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