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Post by Raikotsu Sudeki on Sept 26, 2019 9:39:23 GMT -8
The man chuckled again.
"You are quite the interesting one. No wonder the king finds favor in you Dime Price."
What she would hear from inside his head, What are you hoping to find in my thoughts, young one?
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Post by Dime Price on Sept 26, 2019 15:15:55 GMT -8
"Worry not about me searching your mind that is not my power; I give and I receive, but never do I take. I am not more than a tool for My King and I will never be thought about as more. I am not a "young" one by most standards. And do take care when you say my name without giving your own introduction... Please." she was determined and would play this civil. Stood at attention and planted her feet firm. She was currently going to find and measure this man's worth and if possible motive.
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Post by Raikotsu Sudeki on Sept 26, 2019 15:21:08 GMT -8
The hooded man laughed.
"Ah, you are indeed a delight. My name is Dexter Nox. I am the Vice Master of the Blood Mages guild here in the Crimson Kingdom."
He would stare at her, though she wouldn't be able to see into the darkness under his hood no matter how hard she tried...
"Oh, and you may not be young by most standards, but you are young by mine."
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Post by Dime Price on Sept 26, 2019 15:30:04 GMT -8
Her face eased up but she was still not sure of. Couple of things with this Dexter Nox. "Not sure I know that name, though if your mages do truly exist... Then I suppose I wouldn't. Can you tell me about them? Unless details are for recruitment and members only, of course." Could say she might believe him and also be interested. However given little proof this food could be jerking her leg, she was going out on a limb here putting a little faith in this stranger's words.
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Post by Raikotsu Sudeki on Sept 26, 2019 15:40:51 GMT -8
Dexter would tilt his head.
"So, you still don't believe who I am... maybe this will help."
He would hold out his hand palm facing the ground.
"Vivamus forma officinarum."
What happened next was something Dime had seen before... but this time it was much different. The black blood in the ground would wiggle and writhe as seaped upwards giving form to a skinny creepy looking figure the same height as Dexter and it had a strange bulbous, almost pumpkin like, head.
"Kekekekekeke Ah, to be out again! What need do you have of me Dex- Oh! Pardon me. How are you, my fair lady?"
The blood construct would bow to Dime.
"Ms. Price, allow me to introduce you to my construct, his name is Hank."
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Post by Dime Price on Sept 26, 2019 16:05:13 GMT -8
It was like he made his own Kuron and it was frightening to look at but polite and respectful. She hadn't felt afraid once he spoke. "I fair fine thank you Hank. I am Dime."
"Forgive me but even with this I know not of the Blood Mages not sure this means anything to give weight to your claims. Are you recruiting me or not? I am and have been interested to hear more. As secretive as you and as mythical as the Blood Mages are my concern is the legitimacy of your claims." Dime herself has always liked the idea and the myth of the Mages as secretive as they are she wasn't going to chase something that might not exist. If Dexter and Hank were the real deal she was willing to jump down that rabbit hole and take the chance.
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Post by Raikotsu Sudeki on Sept 26, 2019 16:15:32 GMT -8
"Hmm... I should think you would know a demonstration of blood magic when you see it. To prove that I am, indeed, one of the mages you have heard about. As for recruitment... that has yet to be decided. First. I want to know if that is what you want to do?"
Dexter would ask Dime.
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Post by Dime Price on Sept 26, 2019 17:37:10 GMT -8
"Qi and magic I believe are what we make of it. I see you have demonstrated blood magic but infusing your Qi and your will into anything will give it shape. We only need to shape the vase that is our body to hold the power we are capable of. Affinities towards certain things makes using certain aspects of Qi easier of course but one might train to use something similar to the Kings Qi if they have enough time, power, and will. Though having this and their original Qi affiliations they might be separate branches of flow." She didn't mean to give a lesson but based on her own self taught knowledge she hoped to help Dexter understand where she was coming from given her doubts on the subject.
"That aside, I believe you for the moment. Forgive my first impression..." She stepped back and bowed. "What can I do to help you?" She raised herself back up unsure of that was a wholly proper apology.
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Post by Raikotsu Sudeki on Sept 26, 2019 18:01:04 GMT -8
Dexter would tsk, unimpressed by Dime's explanation.
"Ah, then I see you're attention to details are still lacking. While you are correct in your assessment of how Qi works, you are wrong in this particular instance. If I had manipulated my blood that would've been one thing, but I used magic to manipulate the blood of the king. THAT is what you should've noticed. Not just the fact I can say fancy words and make things appear."
Then he would fold his arms.
"I will ask you again. Do you wish to see if you have what it takes to become one of us?"
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Post by Dime Price on Sept 26, 2019 18:05:26 GMT -8
"I suppose that is a good point." She pondered his words before answering his question. "I would like to learn more, and see if I have what it takes."
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Post by Raikotsu Sudeki on Sept 26, 2019 18:26:51 GMT -8
Dexter clapped his hands together.
"Excellent."
He would hold out both of his hands.
"Animus dominandi potestas dignus."
Two pedestals would rise from the ground and stop just short of his hands. He would move his hands away from the pedestals, Dime would notice a small spike in the middle of each Pedestal.
"Place your hands on the pedestals when you are ready."
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Post by Dime Price on Sept 26, 2019 18:56:37 GMT -8
She looked at them and thought about her choice. She raised her hands and began to hover them over the spikes. She was assuming what they'd do and pain she could handle. She rested her hands and positioned them to better them get their use. She looked at Dexter and to Hank waiting for her next step.
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Post by Raikotsu Sudeki on Sept 26, 2019 19:12:30 GMT -8
Dexter would look her in the eyes.
"Are you ready?"
If she agreed his next move would be to place his hands on top of hers then he firmly and quickly force her hands down onto the spikes, they would pierce straight through her hands and embed into his own. Both of their blood would leak down the pedestal. Dime would feel the sharp pain of her hands being impaled, and then... nothing. If she looked around she wound that she was alone surrounded by nothing but... blackness. Not darkness, she could still see herself clearly. But there was nothing else around just... black.
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Post by Dime Price on Sept 26, 2019 19:21:41 GMT -8
She almost felt the pain and welcomed it. As if every time she bled there was good memories and blessed times. When she exhaled and opened her eyes and saw not but black... She hadn't moved yet nor had she spoke... Just observed a moment
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Post by Raikotsu Sudeki on Sept 26, 2019 19:27:32 GMT -8
It was black.
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