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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 5, 2012 19:09:21 GMT -5
"That seems to make sense," Amelia commented. "The more... alive the blood the more powerful? So if I scare someone first they will be more useful?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 5, 2012 19:13:34 GMT -5
"Exactly. It's why so many sorcerers act so intentionally creepy." He grins. "In addition to the fact that most are completely insane. Only the strongest minds can resist the pull. Zenobia couldn't, Harrys couldn't, not even Vhagus, fully."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 5, 2012 19:16:04 GMT -5
"The pull? Oh, madness you mean," Amelia said. "What about you? Stronger mind than them?" She snickered. "Though I believe I will utilize other aspects of my personality and... biology to make the blood run faster." She winked.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 5, 2012 19:23:59 GMT -5
"That would work too," he admitted with a chuckle. "I think together we could raise a dragon. And, yes, my father was of different stock than the rest, and the differing blood helped me much in resisting the addiction."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 5, 2012 19:29:38 GMT -5
"And who exactly was your father?" Ami asked, one hand pressed to his chest. "A strong man, by the sound of it. A great sorcerer, maybe?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 5, 2012 19:36:52 GMT -5
"No, actually. He was the Sealord of Braavos." Faeron chuckled. "He didn't meet me until I was ten and my brother Sirius decided to expel all the bastards."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 5, 2012 19:42:33 GMT -5
"The Sealord?" Ami asked, thinking about all these bastards and siblings and... "How many of you exactly are there? This is all getting rather confusing."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 5, 2012 19:43:46 GMT -5
"Fifteen all told. Six fathers." He chuckled. "I fear I am alone, though."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 5, 2012 19:53:50 GMT -5
"How unfortunate," Amelia said, shaking her head. "But please, don't tell me all fourteen of your siblings are scattered about the world, all with different agendas trying to do whatever it is that they want?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 5, 2012 20:10:20 GMT -5
"Where else would they be? But no, seven are in New Valyria, ruling it." He chuckled. "Two may be dead for all I know."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 5, 2012 20:12:08 GMT -5
"Well... enough of your family; I want to learn Valyrian!" Ami said, not wishing to become more confused about the many Targaryens and Blakfyres.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 5, 2012 20:13:58 GMT -5
"This will take a while." He frowns. "We'll start on greetings tomorrow."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 5, 2012 20:17:27 GMT -5
"Tomorrow?" Ami asked, raising an eyebrow. "I have been here, what, half a bell? Either you are very busy or you do not appreciate my company. Why is that?" She pouted.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 5, 2012 20:19:39 GMT -5
"Fine, then. Sit down. Today you learn the letters." He puts a translation guide in front of her. It looks painfully annoying.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 5, 2012 20:20:24 GMT -5
Amelia doesn't mind, as she actually has a lust for knowledge. Learning shit was awesome.
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