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Post by Kaschei on Apr 14, 2004 4:18:40 GMT -5
"This had better be d'amn important old man!"
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Post by Toivo Koivisto on Apr 14, 2004 4:24:17 GMT -5
Toivo's a little intimidated by the presence of a sorceror and a dragon, but continues his request.
"I understand that you can reverse time. I'd like to be young again. I will do whatever you ask of me in return."
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Post by Kaschei on Apr 14, 2004 4:27:38 GMT -5
"What could you possibly give to me old man?" Kaschei considers it. He looks the old man over thinking of what use he could gain from him.
"I will reverse your age, but then you owe me something, something I have not yet determined. It could be anything. Are you willing to take that risk?"
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Post by Toivo Koivisto on Apr 14, 2004 4:28:37 GMT -5
"Yes." Toivo says unhesitantly.
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Post by Kaschei on Apr 14, 2004 4:33:19 GMT -5
"So be it then." Kaschei chants the words of a spell and the room starts to spin. Colors swirl together in a psychodellic maze of patterns. Slowly the years begin to reverse themself on Toivo. His white hair gets thicker and darker until it is a light green hue. The lines on his face vannish like evaporating rivers. He stands taller and gets thinner. Before Kaschei stands an attractive and vibrant youth.
Kaschei is stunned and must take a step back. the man is beautiful.
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Post by Toivo Koivisto on Apr 14, 2004 4:38:06 GMT -5
Toivo looks at his body in shock. The wrinkles, the aching, all of the effects of age have disappeared.
"I... I'm young..!"
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Post by Kaschei on Apr 14, 2004 4:41:33 GMT -5
Kaschei looks him over.
"This is the condition, you will stay young and vibrant....as long as you do not touch or kiss anyone but me. The moment that out of love you touch or kiss another being, you will be changed back into an old man and remain that way forever!!" Kaschei says wickedly. He is cruel and lustful, incapable of love, only desire for the attracitve youth. He touches the youth on his forehead to seal the conditions of the spell.
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Post by Toivo Koivisto on Apr 14, 2004 4:44:00 GMT -5
Toivo is taken aback by what the sorceror has just told him. This wasn't what he had thought of before he made the deal.
"I...I understand..."
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Post by Kaschei on Apr 14, 2004 4:46:46 GMT -5
"Go off then and enjoy the vibrance of your lonely youth. Pine forever for love to compliment your perfect beauty, and know that you can recieve it only from me, a well of blackness."
Kaschei cackles at the melancholy young man.
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Post by Toivo Koivisto on Apr 14, 2004 4:49:30 GMT -5
The words just didn't hit home with Toivo, he was too ecstatic to be young again.
"Could you take me to the entrance?"
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Post by Kaschei on Apr 14, 2004 4:53:14 GMT -5
"I can take you back to Helsinki if you like." The youth nods. Kaschei puts his arm on his shoulder. The long black cape of the sorcerer folds around Toivo's frail body. Kaschei says a few words then teleports to the city of Helsinki, which is now severly damaged by the earlier visit of Keitoleinen.
"Here you are, Toivo..." Kaschei says as he lets go of his shoulder.
"In the Finnish language, the word Toivo means hope. But there seems to be very little Hope for you..."
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Post by Toivo Koivisto on Apr 14, 2004 5:00:41 GMT -5
Toivo's feet touch the pavement of a ravaged city. The God of destruction must have been here, there was nothing else that could have caused this.
"Thank you sorceror... I shall fulfill my vow to you..."
I nod and watch him teleport away. He really likes watching people suffer.
Toivo begins walking towards a church, where it seems like the most activity is. He sees a few familiar faces.
"Bassarov! And is that...Mischa..? It can't be!"
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Apr 14, 2004 5:03:30 GMT -5
Bassarov notices a long haired stranger near the church. The man seems familiar, but Bassarov can not place him. He looks sad and lost.
"Can I help you with something? I am Valodya Bassarov, leader of the rebels..."
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Post by Alexander Carnegie on Apr 14, 2004 5:08:53 GMT -5
"Who wants to go for a boat ride??" I said, forgetting that the catamaran is at the bottom of the ocean.
There's a knock at the door, and nobody heeds notice, not even Dinari. This is his d'amned island, I don't know why he can't answer his own door.
"Alright, that's fine, I can get the door, I know you're busy Dinari..."
I open the door. Holy hell, it's a wolf demon! They're real wild inbetween the sheets!
"Why hello there... Can I get you a drink?"
I invite her in, and I mix her a martini.
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Apr 14, 2004 5:11:45 GMT -5
I hear my name called by an unfamiliar voice. I set down my hammer, and go see who it is. I see that Bassarov has already introduced himself.
"Hello... Why yes, my name is Mischa, how did you know that..?"
He reminds me of someone I grew up with. He's very sad and distant looking though.
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