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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 4, 2012 16:24:39 GMT -5
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The next day Amelia shows up at the tower to take the strange concoction.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 4, 2012 18:24:02 GMT -5
Faeron has it prepared for her in a glass of wine. "Well...here you go."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 4, 2012 18:26:35 GMT -5
"Let us both hope this does not affect me negatively," Ami said with a small giggle, taking the glass and drinking it down in one go. "There we go. That wasn't so bad!"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 4, 2012 18:39:43 GMT -5
Amelia is confused, as she is looking at herself looking at Faeron, holding a wineglass. She looks down and she's wearing the same clothing as her hallucination.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 4, 2012 18:43:35 GMT -5
Slowly she realizes that the potion has worked. "Faeron! Can you hear me? I doubt it, hmmm?" She walked up to him and waved.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 4, 2012 18:55:19 GMT -5
He is waving a hand in front of "her" face. she cannot hear him speak, but his lips seem to be saying her name.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 4, 2012 18:57:40 GMT -5
"Hmmmm... I wonder how I get back into my body..." Ami said, before having a different thought. "Oh yes!" She left the room and began to look around the tower to see if she could find anything of interest."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 4, 2012 18:59:52 GMT -5
She can just float through the floors, which is fun. From what she gathers, she can move as fast as she wants to. The downstairs areas are where the warlocks do work, and the upstairs seem to be living quarters. Out a back window, she sees the main warlock citadel, more like a fortress than an institution of learning.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 4, 2012 19:10:24 GMT -5
"Well that looks much better!" Ami said to herself, giggling again. "Let us take a look there then!" She flew forward as quickly as she wanted to look around the inside of the citadel.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 4, 2012 19:16:53 GMT -5
She hits a "wall" at the physical walls of the warlocks' home. Apparently they have some actual magic happening in there that prevents her from entering.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 4, 2012 19:18:55 GMT -5
"Damn it..." Ami mumbled, frowning that she could get in. She began to try and feel for a place that might not be protected. If she didn't find one she would fly up and look over the city to see if there were any other interesting places.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 4, 2012 19:46:36 GMT -5
She can't find one. As she flies over the city, she sees it is large, not Meereen-like, but on a scale with the Landing, and markets, fighting pits, libraries, and doens of strange temples are everywhere.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 4, 2012 19:49:02 GMT -5
She smiled at the sight of the city, preferring it far to any of the others she had seen. "I wonder..." She said to herself, looking for a palace of whoever ruled Qarth.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 4, 2012 20:02:11 GMT -5
It's more than obvious, as it has the city's only garden; more like a godswood at Winterfell; old forests filled with large dark trees. The castle is black and gray stone, with pictures all about it....
"Amelia, are you there?" she suddenly sees Faeron snapping his fingers in front of her.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Nov 4, 2012 20:04:56 GMT -5
"What? Damn!" Amelia says, her head spinning slightly when she awoke in her real body. "It worked!!! I was almost in the palace!"
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