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Post by Madcat on Apr 22, 2008 12:04:03 GMT -5
*Something is not right... he isn't dead... something is pulling him...everything around him fades and blurs into shape from the darkness, everything looks blue, Theo can't move, can't breathe, can't blink... but can talk and can see... he seems to be inside a crystal, looking over his dead plagued body.
Theo looks over as Brista and Cassius work their way into transferring Theo's soul from the gem into the small wooden construct, and also spots Raven on a corner being eaten up by guilt.
Brista and Cassius, of all people, manage to do it and saved Theodore, his soul sucked into a shell, the orbs for eyes lit up and everything Theo sees is in his same blue'ish color, Being colorblind is the least of Theo's problems though.
he moves around, looking up at the gigantic humans in his enormous shop... Theodore Lives again!*
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Post by Madcat on Apr 26, 2008 13:12:04 GMT -5
*The 2 foot tall construct moves around the shop, looking over a monstrously big minogoon construct that was given to him as a reward for his services fighting the reincarnation of Wesker Whitestar, Theo jumps and sit on a small box in his shop as he looks over the modifications he made on the Minogoon.
Its hands, with jagged immobile claws are only meant for hacking and slashing, would not at all serve a wizard with his complex spells.
Its head, horned and intimidating, the face of a mechanical wild bull on it serves Theodore no porpoise, he needs to see, he needs to speak, elaborate conjurations are far to complex for what this simple head could do.
Its arms and legs, meant only to charge and apply full weight on the vicious attacks this monstrosity was meant to do, with no real mobility a wizard that thrives on escaping and surviving needs, the gears and cogs were re shaped, and a different junction that connects the extremities to the torso were made, the shoulders now allowing a 340º curvature and the legs able to do 300º curvature, much better.
Its wide torso, full of heavy to shield the constructs pumping mechanical heart, must be adjusted, as the construct is now sentient and a heart pumping it is no longer needed, the blunt heart and pumping oil system is replaced by silver and copper wires that conducts electric impulses made by Theodore himself, much better then messy oil, the armor is reduced for better stability now that the legs and arms are more mobile, in the center of the construct Theodore places a small cabinet in which he will be able to store all the things he wishes to carry with him.
This construct only needs one thing now, the power runes to protect it from the deadly harsh cold of the Kvinne region, and then Theo will transfer his soul from a frail wooden doohickey, into an over sized intimidating monster.*
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Post by Madcat on Apr 26, 2008 22:42:59 GMT -5
*Theodore sits by his desk, writing down a letter, somewhat nervous at choosing his words*
"Hi Dad! Remember me? Guess I could of said something sooner but so much happened and had so much to do... Let us say writing a letter was the least of my worries.
I do apologize again for not having done it sooner though.
I've been continuing my studies, like mom wanted, and I've given some though over arcane casting, I've decided to follow it.
Been kinda hard to continue with inventions and trinkets (no matter how silly you think they are, I still enjoy doing them.. but I should start with the beginning...
My ship crashed as you heard probably, was forced to go to the Kvinne island, there I made my way through and (with a group of friends) managed to build a tower in which we can call home, I don't plan on staying here for many years but due to so many weird things in this place, it is good to have a calm place to call home, I've set several goals for my life already, and I hope you hear more news of me soon, hopefully in history books or bards tales! As allot is going on at the same time!
Dragons, Giants, Abominations, Huge Constructs, flying machines, Demons and Devils, Plagues and Undead! Don't tell mom though... tell her I'm fine, which isn't exactly true....
...see... how to type this down.... I'm... well.. dead. I got hit by the white cross plague, the only way I managed to think of to escape was to create a construct and transfer my soul to it, pretty advanced stuff hrmm? Being a construct has its ups and downs, more downs then ups for you... don't expect any grandsons anytime soon... the life I have chosen is of complete dedication to study and the mechanics of life itself, so I don't exactly plan to return home after all my adventures are done... I seek too much, I've become greedy for knowledge, and it seems my destiny fits my personality.
I'll miss you dad, and I'll miss mom, send out a kiss for little Vanessa from me as well, and a hug to Uncle Keloin.
I will try to never forget all of you!
Oh wait... remember that wine you used to make?..."
*the letter ends like that, Theo signs it and closes it, content with what he wrote.*
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Post by Madcat on Apr 29, 2008 11:39:16 GMT -5
*Theodore walks the festival fields at night, empty now after recent events, invisible from any eye even though there was no eye to spot him.
Burnt, mentally exhausted, damaged and weak, he jumps lazily to open the door to the tower.*
Julian died to Wesker, Derek was here to fight Wesker, and we managed to pull his forces back from the village again, even though I suspect that Wesker had another plan for not taking the village yet, that teleportation to the Bell where we continued the fight was something that puzzled me, but I believe it was just a display for Wesker to kill Julian.
Even though we did manage to attack Wesker in a very short moment, he was vulnerable to an attack and it did effect him.
...Wonder if he will give it as much thought as I am right now... The Emperor himself was called pathetic and countered heavily by Wesker, a group of misfit adventurers on the other hand managed to go further...
Wonder if either Wesker or Derek will look further in that, those are two presences I don't wish after me at all...
*Theodore opens his Shop door, looking over at his finished Construct, only missing the power runes.*
And during the confusion we managed to free Arngrim, the fighting back for Kvinne starts, even though I wonder if we should be picking a fight with the nation that has been picked on a fight by Wesker... our opportunism on this will likely have heavy influences on the nearby future...
*looks over some packages on his desk, he goes to open them*
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Post by Madcat on May 2, 2008 13:07:05 GMT -5
*Raven bleeds into a bed in front of Theodore's desk, Isidora doing her best to ease his suffering as she applies special bandages for Raven's wounds.
Theodore moves towards his desk, picking up the response of his father and placing it on the safe as he walks back saying out loud that he wishes the best for Raven to recover, and then he closes the door, sadly looking over the Minogoon construct with no real love for it now... he just sits against the door he just closed with his arms over his knees and a construnction-like sigh.*
One of those days... *He thinks to himself* I always said there were gods, just as I say the gods are just excuses for people to act in their name without consequences, therefor besides the occasional god luck wish from Ugal, I am a non-believer. But now, I'm alone... a group of friends that intend to help means little now... trying to rationalize this and it seems it was because of the group of friends that every thing with a pulse wants me dead of captured or sold or as a shiny trophy on top of a fireplace...
*Theodore once again looks at the Minogoon, even if not visible by other he feels immense anger*
With out without them, I refuse to die so easily.
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Post by Madcat on May 4, 2008 15:23:51 GMT -5
*Theodore is on a small scaffold working on the constructs neck wires that in turn work the face, Theodore looks closely at them and places down his small hammer and screwdriver*
...God damn it...
*he flips over the wire and picks up a book next to him, reading it over quickly*
...No... GOD DAMN IT!
*he closes the book at punches the constructs back*
...Wrong damn wire... the axis of the damn spinal junction is set to the shoulder and I placed it on the damn neck.... whole thing is upside down... god damn it... really...
going to spend at least a week fixing these...
*Theodore mumbles curses and blasphemies lowly, as he opens the back of the construct wide to a new world of wires, gears and bolts.*
Distractions.. thats what made me get these wrong.. distractions... constant bickering and door slamings and nuisances questions... bloody hell...
*Theo remembers every word on his fathers letter now for some reason, he sits down and leans back, slowly repeating what was typed down*
"Dear Theo, news of your ship wreck did reach me and your mother in a horrible time, and what we kept our hopes up on you even after the survivals from the storm arrived back in our coast with no signs of you, we're all glad you're at least safe.
It pains me, as I still didn't get courage to tell your mother, that you valued your life so little to see death as a minor upset, and it pained me even more to know that you are now in a path of greed and power that drove many like you to darker roads, and if you are no longer a living being with real emotions, no real feelings, I can but only hope that you will try and stay as lively and as warm hearted as you have always been.
Don't forget about me, your mother, Vanessa or even uncle Keloin, as none of us will forget you Theodore Frennard Dissengulp, blue Azurite of the Crystal City.
..if you still want the wine, its quite simple..."
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Post by Madcat on May 8, 2008 5:34:34 GMT -5
*Theodore walks out of his workshop like he has been doing recently, resting his thoughts and trying to find some quiet time away from the confusion and constant noises and people by the tower, Theodora recently discovered that he in fact does need to rest and sleap, unlike what he thought, but when working constant hours constantly have drained Theodore, and by walking around calmly on the snow helps.*
...Don't want to stay here...
*Theodores glowing blue eyes look up at the night sky, snowing and with the moon sneaking up on a clear patch of sky by the clouds, giving it a creepingly beautifull environment.*
Stuck in a pit, thats what I feel like.. stuck in a dark deep pit.
*The wooden self of Theodore walks in the snow, the construct shell is so eaten up by hits and damage that Theodore doesn't risk entering fights, there is only so much he can repair a broken down thing.*
A very dark, deep pit. A huge pit sorrounded by wolves, and now that I think about it, this is so true even though some wolves are my friends, but all of them strugle to have control of the pit, desperate for help... all of them.
*Theodore is on top of a small hill, looking down at the hill, having the perfect view over the skalla grove and sorroundings, he looks at the cristaline lake that refuses to freeze in this temperature, reflecting the moon rays.*
And Wesker watching, on the surface of the pit, how cliché... well... eventualy something will change for the better.
*Theodore opens his small construct mouth, as if trying to breathe deeply, which he failed, he tilts his head slowly, turns back and starts to return to his shop.*
I need to fly.
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Post by Madcat on May 11, 2008 12:35:31 GMT -5
*Theodores walks down the stairs of the tower, to his shop, the halls are basicaly empty*
Hrmm... First Droido left, then Dvalinn left, basicaly the top floors are empty..
*Theodore opens his overly large workshop door and walks in to meet with his Minogoon modified construct*
Then Raven, and Isidora, never heard from Faeryl again..
*Theo hops on the small scaffold to evaluate the things spinal junctions*
Then Thaine and Ulf will be leaving, making the tower in fact... all mine.
Now... I have an awful lot of free rooms and space... an archery range to be built, a training hall built, a library, without counting the secret tunnels that are making their way around the tower... the brewery on the basement... and without forgetting the small garden that was going to be placed on the top floor....
*Theodore sits on the scaffold, barely paying attention to the Minogoon in need of fixing*
Wonder why everyone left... feels like I once again have the plague and that everyone is afraid I may pass it on to someone else.. unless the warnings made in that shadow plane got to them, with me being a target with a round bullseye on my head.
Or maybe they just don't want to stay too close to me... truth is my power has somewhat often hurt them as badly as our adversaries... and since my death... I haven't been the jolliest person around making a small staff of constructs...
Doubt they will hand me over to the Pherics... but my workshop is getting smaller by the day... I need more space... and since the tower is mine.... why not!?
*Theo gets up with his blue eyes looking all over, he jumps from the scaffold and starts taking plans of things to be.*
-I'm going to need more constructs, I need people! workers! Aha!!
*The last part he actually said out loud*
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Post by Madcat on May 25, 2008 10:12:21 GMT -5
*Theodore walks around on his tower, finally in the monstrous construct of the Minogoon.*
Right.. so... hrmmm...
*Theodore sits down on a big box, he is in the basement of the tower, looking between wall to wall.*
Damnit... damnit... don't have enough space here either... can't built it outside... the snow would damage it... and I can't protect every single piece I place on it... damnit.
*Theodore walks up the stairs, two at a time now that he is as big as an ogre, he reaches the entrance corridor and taps his chin*
...I don't see much of a solution... I need more space on my shop... won't built up, so I need to build down.
*Theodore walks down the stairs and enters the big heavy metal door that gives entrance to his work shop, he then summons two stone constructs.*
We dig down!I don't need to make it look pretty but I need a garage. You know the drill... actually.. you know HOW to drill, so lets not waste more time, from my room, big hole on the ground, and keep going down, carry the dirt upstairs and out the tower! ... Oh.. and don't make too much noise while doing so, Thaine has a bad temper... an even worse one if we wake up Ulf.
*the three large constructs work together in making a big whole on the ground of Theodore's room.*
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Post by Madcat on Jul 18, 2008 5:42:58 GMT -5
*After the attack of the bounty hunters back in the Aermane island, where several powerful adversaries surrounded and ambushed Cassius, Brista, Raven and Theodore, little remains of the once Azurite/Twig/Minogoon besides the gem in which his soul is placed.
Theodore's carelessness cost him his constructs physical structure, where after being knocked down, it was filled with explosives and blown half apart, the gem somehow survived the explosion, and thus Theodore "lives".
Now awaiting on the basement under his workshop, Theodore serves as a paper weight while he carefully tells his young friend Trina how to start the plans for the new construct that will take form as soon as the Adamantine (a reward from the emperor Blake) arrives at the Tower Freycanis.
Also, on an attempt to salvage body parts, Theo's Minogoon wasn't put to waste (much like the Twig construct). The blueprints for the hands and legs are still intact, even despite the fact that the whole torso and head are damaged beyond repair, Theodore managed to summon his faithful Mephit D'yu to remove the Demon skin upgrade he had on the Minogoon.
Theodore has taken into consideration one fact, which will be very important on this new construct, the Mithral Wings Thaine made for him from chains that held a dragon down, these light weight marvels will likely fit on the construct perfectly, but due to the weight of the Adamantine, once again Theodore needs to compromise the constructs resistance and resilience just so it can be light enough to use the wings.
Theodore sighs each time he looks over to see his small urn of ashes from his Azurite body((killed by Raven)), the cut in half twig construct((killed by Raven)) and the half exploded Minogoon construct.((Raven killed another caster during this TB, viciously.)) Theodore can only hope these constant attacks on him won't eventually destroy his gem, and therefor ending his life.
The blue glowing bright gem sits now on Theodore's desk, a moment of peace after the first week of planing, of Salvaging, of repairing and of thinking, Theo now is alone, making sure the pile of papers under him don't get blown away by any wind current.*
...Can't run away from danger for ever.
Well... I could, but that wouldn't be a life worth living. ... I need something so I can get somewhere without worrying about anyone doing anything to me. How to get "something"?
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Post by Madcat on Aug 9, 2008 1:36:28 GMT -5
*Thaine would once again walk down the stairs that would lead to his forge, looking over the box of Adamantine he left at the door of the workshop, the Adamantine was a gift from Emperor Blake, and Thaine thought Theo wanted to use it to make a new body for himself.
But the Box has been there for two days already.
Finding the behaviour suspicious, Thaine uses his key to walk in Theodored workshop, looking around carefully and with his blades ready, he looks for the small Azuritess Trina Snowbee or any signs of the gem where Theodore's soul is.
Thaine walks towards the desk, finding an envelope signed by Trina, he opens it and reads it to himself*
"Dear whoever-reads-this-first.
Theodore has been particularly agitated the last few days and he told me to writte this letter and to make my way as far from this tower as possible. The next few words are from Theo: I'm not going to stay here much longer.. I know what awaits me... I've decided not to ask for help for the simple reason of this problem being mine, also because the damn thing is huge! So I'm asking Trina to writte down my will.
I don't have much to leave behind, but I would like Thaine to keep the tower and everything on it, and Raven to have the ashes of my body, as a reminder!
Farewell to the rest... I don't know what is to become of me... but I don't think we will ever see each other again... I will miss all of you and your friendship did more for this crazy Azurite then you could possibly imagine! If by any chance we ever meet again, I will hope you will still remember who I am despite the body I will be in.
Trina.. it is time...
....are you still writting what I am saying?
Answer!
...you can stop.
Trina Snowbee and Theodore Dissengulp"
*Thaine looks over the desk, and finds the small Urn with Theo's ashes, he then lits a torch on the dark workshop chamber and finds that the summoning circle has been torn appart and it's covered with ashes, whatever came for Theo... likely wasn't friendly*
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Post by Madcat on Sept 10, 2008 17:12:56 GMT -5
Theodore gains consciousness, looks around but everything is too dark, he feels light, small, he knows something big happened the last month but he doesn't recall what, he slowly gets up to his feet, and tries to find something in the darkness to which he can find his way out. Theodore leeches himself into a wall, and drags himself in a direction, he feels no pain, he apparently has no wounds but one thing Theodore is sure of, is that he is not in any sort of construct, there is no sound of metal clinging and banging. And yet, Theodore still feels nothing, as if he was just air in a tunnel. In a matter of what seems hours, Theodore sees a red light on the end of a tunnel, he lets go of the wall and starts running towards in, tripping and tumbling but with no pain, he reaches outside and is confused and amazed at his surrounding. Rivers of fire, mountains of lava, screams and shouts of help, large red crystals that sprout from the muddy parasite infested ground, these crystals glow brightly and repel all sorts of abominations and monstrosities, these rather stay in the dark corners looking in for things to devour.
Theodore slowly walks towards one of these crystals, looking at his own reflection with shock and amazement. Theodore is looking at his own ghostly Azurite form.
Theodore the Azurite, is far deep in Hell.
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Post by Madcat on Sept 14, 2008 18:35:50 GMT -5
The small Azurite walks on the margin of a river of lava, the red flames that sprout from it give light to the cave like corridor Theodore was in, the flames and light not only repelled the darkness, but many things in the darkness. In the meanwhile, Theodore was furiously thinking in everything he remembered.
-Don't know how long it's been, but I recall that I should of perished from existence, the big bounty hunter fellow wasn't too keen to just send me to another plane, and yet... here I am... why?
Theodore finds a small patch of land in the middle of the river of lava, a good spot to stop and gather his thoughts more vividly. He hopped from stone to stone, quite aware that for some reason, that river of lava burned the heels of his ghostly feet. The Azurite reached the secluded island and set down, examining his own body closely, to which he found his first magical bag, the one he made before heading off to explore the world, the one that proved crucial to saving his life during that storm when his ship sank. As Theodore opened the bag he found it nearly empty despite for two things; his old and trustworthy staff of light, and the mysterious rod he found on the ship, with the initials W.T. carved on its tip.
-Well... at least I have staff that glows bright, and I can summon a pig!
Theodore tries to use the rod to summon the faithful pig, and fails as the rod refuses to obey him, not even a slight cloud of dust appeared, nothing.
-...How very anti climatic... one down one to go.
Pulling up his staff, Theodore kicks it on the ground as he always did to charge up the light spell that should make the staff glow, and it sure did, the staff head exploded with light that illuminated the whole cavern in which Theodore was in, Creatures that where hiding in the shadows caught in the sudden burst squealed in pain and try to run back to darkness, only to dissolve into dust. Amongst the screams of pain there was one coming from the Azurite as well, the sudden jolt of light hit Theodore and burned him slowly, it was too powerful to even try and look at it directly, he blindly grasps the staff that he dropped and kicks it on the ground again, turning off the light spectacle, and emerging the cave in it's darkness and red glow.
-Now that was quite a rush! Nearly killed myself ... again... but quite a rush! Now to never do that again...
In a swift motion, Theodore places both the staff and the rod back in the magical bag, which in now places over his shoulder and under his arm, keeping it close to his chest. Exhausted from the playing around, Theodore sits on the middle of the small island, thinking over out loud what he remembers...
-Was in the tower, in a small gem and my summoning circle glowed brightly and went in flames as an apparition showed up from the ground that barely fitted in my basement, check, remember that... then Trina showed up and tried to grab me but got knocked to one side and the "kind man" picked me up and smashed the crystal I was in, check, remember that... Then my soul was pulled back and conjured right in front of the beasty... he didn't let my soul part... and then he shoved his hand on my chest for a long period of time, which inflicted a HUGE amount of pain as it screamed gibberish at my face, check... remember that vividly.... THEN Trina picked up... hrmm... my.... my what? she picked up something... a bright flash... and then my soul was back in the gem... told Trina to write a letter and to run off back to her home and away from here... And then it appeared again, it was different.. smaller... it broke the gem -again- and then darkness... Can't remember anything else... but... that's not all of it! I know there is more! But... hrmm... don't know what... there is a reason for me being here...
Theodore looks over the river confused, he isn't dead yet... and he isn't going out without a fight.
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Post by Madcat on Sept 19, 2008 10:56:33 GMT -5
Theodore needed to know where he was, how he got there and most importantly of all, how to get out of there, on the blank of his memory where his soul wasn't tortured for infinity, he managed to escape and is once again able to join the prime, despite the fact he is a ghost.
The Azurite slowly walked down by the side of the river of fire until he saw more souls, torches and demoniacal constructions that sprouted off the enormous cave wall, as Theodore looked around, he saw demons whipping souls using a an ethereal whip as these carried chucks of rock from a quarry towards a grotesque tower that was being built. Theodore approached a rather tall and spiked demon and tapped it's shin.
-Hrmm... excuse me.
The Large brute slowly looked to its side, not at all pleased to have a soul bothering him, and looking intrigued as to why a free soul is talking to him instead of running for its life.
-...The hell?
-Yes well, see... I'm not supposed to be here, not yet anyway, big mistake on the prime and woosh! Ended up wh...-UUUF!
The Spiked monster shoved his clawed hand straight through Theodore and lifted him up to his eye level, Theodore felt this life draining pain that was sapping his will power and leaving him in horrible agony.
Sadly, there was one time where Theodore felt worse pain... back when he still had a body, actually it was on the night where he first "died".
Theodore's hands where trying to push away the Demons claw to no avail, slowly he reached to his magic satchel with all the strength he could muster and pulled out his magical staff and slammed the bottom end on the demons face to activate its light spell. The burst of immense light once again filled the cave and burned as well as blinded the demon that was consuming Theodore, the Spiked demon retracted his claw and dropped Theo on the ground. Shouts of pain where being heard everywhere, Theodore himself was on the ground being once again burned by the light and bending over his belly from the pain that demon inflicted in him, but even though blinded by the light, the small Azurite stretches his free hand over the soil searching for the staff he dropped, finding the staff head that was spilling out light, Theodore grabbed it despite the burning pain and tried slamming it once again on the ground.
The cave got engulfed in darkness again.
-Well... that... well... l-let us never do that... again...
Slowly getting back up, the Azurite saw that he was quite alone, and not in the same fire infested brimstone pit he was before... he was somewhere new.
-I must of passed out from the pain briefly... I didn't sense any teleportation spell... not that I could feel much else anyway... but if I didn't do this.. then someone did.
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Post by Madcat on Sept 19, 2008 13:28:54 GMT -5
Theodore gets up and looks around, he finds himself in the middle of a vast dark plain, the soil is silvery gray and perfectly plain, no bumps or rocks on its vast surface. The Azurite looks around, there is no fog so he can see really far despite the darkness, but everything ends in black no matter where he looks.
-This can't be good...
And for a few days, Theodore just walks a random direction, not finding anything in sight, for company he tried summoning his imp D'Yu, or using the summoning rod, but both failed. Theodore was starting to slowly panic, he set on the clean floor and kicked it with his small closed fist
-Just great... been teleported to oblivion with nothing in sight and completely alone... just a matter of time before I go utterly insane...
A faint guitar is being played on the background
-...That was fast, I would of given myself at least a few months before going insane.... have to say I'm disappointed at my ability to keep it together.
Was only a matter of time until Theodore saw a slight bump in the far distance moving along, thrilled to have company Theodore began to run towards it.
-Chances are it will want to kill me but I don't care! At least it's proof that there is more to this place then darkness.
As Theodore gets closer, he sees an elegant blond human man playing a guitar simply walking randomly without direction, he does not sing, and his hands go over the same notes over and over.
-You there! with the banjo!
The human slowly turns to face the Azurite, the shock must of been too much for the frail looking human, he simply passed out and fell on the ground.
-That was not what I expected... was hoping more anger and "I will rend your soul" sort of thin... what is this?...
Theodore pokes the human, and inspects him.
-You're actually flesh and blood... not a ghost... How did a person like you get stuck in a place like this?!
Theodore pushes him and nudges him, hoping for the poor man to wake up, but he just stays there, breathing slowly and lowly. It's an awkward looking man, he seems young but he has greatly overgrown beard and hair, completely untreated and untidy, his clothes are elegant and of finest materials but surrounded by filth and use, with him he carried a rapier with elven designs that is so full of detail it seems to be purely ornamental, besides the guitar he dropped, he also has a great deal of satchels and bags under his cloak and on his belt, which after inspection, turn out to be magical bags and satchels like the one Theodore has.
-What in the so called "gods" name is a bard doing here....
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