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#62
09-07-2010, 01:40 PM
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Arriving at the tree beneath which his mother is buried Arik stands quietly for several moments. Fuzzy memories roll through his mind, memories of love and caring. Standing against those memories, competing for dominance are the memories of his time with Verderanthacus. Images of soaring on the winds on the back of his adopted mother mingle with the tenderness and comfort felt with his mother would tuck him in at night, singing a soft lullaby to Kara and him until they were both asleep. An instance, one of many, of he and Kara fooling their mother and staying up late into the night telling each other stories of how they were going to do such great things is splashed with vivid memories of martial training with his polymorphed adopted mother.
__________________None of this shows on his face of course, except in the forms of the tears that are freely flowing and slowing dripping off his chin. The broad young man kneels down to place the flowers at the base of the stone marker. "I wish I had gotten to see you again mom." 
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#63
09-08-2010, 08:32 PM
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Kara gently crowns the worn gravestone with a wreath of wildflowers she'd woven as they walked, brushing away dried remnants of her last offering. Two rosebushes flank the stone, a little untended, but mostly in good shape. She quietly breaks off the dead branches and reminds herself to come by with a sickle soon to do more. Her face is grave, but she doesn't weep. All her tears for her mother were cried out long ago.
__________________"She loved you very much." She murmurs as she kneels by her brother, a warm hand on his shoulder. "She'd be proud and happy to see you back."
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#64
09-13-2010, 10:58 AM
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"I know she did." Arik says to his beloved sister. "I just wish...I don't know...that things had been different somehow." Fresh tears fall as emotions war within him. "I wouldn't trade what I've experienced with Verderanthacus for anything, except perhaps the life I would have had here. And I feel so guilty when I say that." A shuddering breath passes through Verdimar's frame. "I've missed so much," tender eyes fall on Kara, and he puts his own hand over hers, "but I've gained much as well."
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#65
09-22-2010, 05:55 PM
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Kara's warm, sympathetic eyes stay fixed on her younger brother. "We can't change the past." She squeezes his hand comfortingly. "And there's nothing you could've done to...come back to us or anything like that. That was the dragon's doing....for good or for ill." The last phrase is far from easy for her to say, Kara cannot forgive Verderanthacus. However, she can see her brother's affection for the creature, the words are for him, not for the wyrm. "We're together again...and we can move on...leave this place." There is no particular affection in her eyes and she looks back towards the village. She may have spent her entire life there, but it hasn't been a particularly wonderful life. She's ready to go somewhere else. "I need to head back to town to get my things. After that....should we leave today? Or wait for tomorrow morning?"
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#66
09-24-2010, 01:41 PM
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Arik lets out an explosive sigh, cleansing himself for the moment of the grief of the situation. Clouds of emotion still float behind his eyes, but he can now act with rationality. "I think it would be best to head out in the morning. We wouldn't get terribly far on what's left of the day, and I think it's best to begin any major outing on a good night's rest."
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