Equius Zahhak (
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thoughtformed2013-04-25 11:37 pm
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Action, and vastly belated
[A familiar musclebound troll is wandering the streets this evening, looking a bit lost. Familiar, that is, except for the ornate blue and gold gown he's wearing (and really, those puffed sleeves are not flattering on a fellow with arms that thick and shoulders that broad), and the elaborate braided updo his hair is in. His expression is sort of helpless and hopeful, and he keeps accosting any passers-by, hands clasped girlishly to his chest.]
Excuse me? Sirrah? Would you happen to know whence the castle has gotten to? I appear to be lost ...
Excuse me? Sirrah? Would you happen to know whence the castle has gotten to? I appear to be lost ...
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[Under the circumstances, Aradia doesn't really look any different than she used to, now that she's a red priestess of a fire god and her clothes are still as obnoxiously red as ever. And she is marching him down like this is not one of the stranger things she's ever seen in her life.]
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You shouldn't have left in the first place! The queen was quite anxious to learn you'd disappeared.
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I don't know, I didn't hear anything. Do you want to be?
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[But that whining is just grating enough for her to give-]
One hour, ok? That's all.
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