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Post by Chris Strongheart on Nov 15, 2005 21:15:10 GMT -5
OOC: 'nother part of the family
"Whither dost thou command me, oh, master?" a large green dragon spoke to the frail looking man garbbed in green. He bent his head down as to look at his master better. Hard to believe that his master was a wizard, a good one, of course when he was younger. One of the three remaining brothers of magic. The fourth one died years upon years ago - long before Melisande remarried and had her daughter - her only child.
Carolinus heaved a sigh. He was getting older and he wasn't as quick casting his spells any more. That and the evil magic in the belly - Peter called it indigestion, if he remembered correctly - was getting harder to deal with. He needed to remember to get more of that pink stuff from his daughter. "Gorbash, please, no formalities."
Gorbash looked suitably embarrassed. He should have remembered but he hadn't. Ah, his age was showing. "Well, I, uh, like to do things by the book," he said quickly, trying to hide his embarrassment. "Uh, you are asking Antiquity if I can visit my niece, right?"
Carolinus sighed. "Aye, Gorbash. I am." Time travel was hard on the older dragon. He remembered it had been harsh on Smrgol when he did it. He only hoped Gorbash could handle the travel.
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