Yahoo! Messenger: Conference nsyncqueen123-8301 started. Yahoo! Messenger: itzabreeze12 has joined the conference. dark_conjurer: Are you going to be incompetent like a certain person or are you competent enough to start? nsyncqueen123: {John...} itzabreeze12: ?? dark_conjurer: I'm guessing the latter is correct dark_conjurer: Hoping, at least dark_conjurer: {Well then..for the *third* time..} dark_conjurer: *Simgar walks out of the opening, carrying a large sack over his shoulder* Hey, I got the stuff! nsyncqueen123: Let me see... dark_conjurer: *drops the sack on the ground, letting her examine the contents* nsyncqueen123: *looks up* Are they durable? dark_conjurer: They should be. nsyncqueen123: All right then. Shall we hang them now? dark_conjurer: Of course. dark_conjurer: We'll need something to attach them to the walls though... nsyncqueen123: Such as...? dark_conjurer: *shrugs* I have no clue nsyncqueen123: *rolls her eyes* Men...Should we not go out and find something to do that job for us, then? dark_conjurer: That would help, yes. nsyncqueen123: Should we fog there? dark_conjurer: I don't really feel like doing anything..unfortunately Cimorene is sick so she can't go out and fetch something.. nsyncqueen123: Want to stay here then? dark_conjurer: *nods, stretching* nsyncqueen123: *smiles, kissing him* I think we need to start another fire, though... dark_conjurer: Aye...this one has died dark_conjurer: We'll need a bit more wood, though nsyncqueen123: I'll go get the wood, then...I'll be back, Simgar-sama. *climbs down the rocks to the forest below* itzabreeze12: *stands by outcropping where she last saw her human friend* nsyncqueen123: *gathers wood, then looks up, startled* Naylith? itzabreeze12: Yes? dark_conjurer: *Simgar yawns and slides down, resting on the back of a rock* nsyncqueen123: {BRB} dark_conjurer: *down to the ground nsyncqueen123: {back} nsyncqueen123: *looks back* Simgar? Meet Naylith... itzabreeze12: So this is the assasin. dark_conjurer: *Simgar looks up* Nay-? What? dark_conjurer: *stands up and pulls his knife out* How do you know..?! nsyncqueen123: *looks back, pleading* Simgar, please let me explain... itzabreeze12: *holds spear ready* When we met she told me about you dark_conjurer: *Lowers his knife and replaces it in his sheath* itzabreeze12: *lowers spear* nsyncqueen123: Or, you could explain, Naylith... itzabreeze12: I gave you food dark_conjurer: Thank you, then nsyncqueen123: Anyway, Simgar, this is the 'friend' I met a while back... dark_conjurer: Ah. dark_conjurer: But you have no idea who I am though? nsyncqueen123: She knows very little. dark_conjurer: Good. itzabreeze12: I know you are her love and supposedly assasin...this much she told me nsyncqueen123: {*lover) nsyncqueen123: *} dark_conjurer: Supposedly? dark_conjurer: Turn your back and I will show you I am.. nsyncqueen123: Simgar! dark_conjurer: I am either an assassin or not.. dark_conjurer: I am not a half-assassin itzabreeze12: I just don't understand how one can be both *lifts spear again in defence* nsyncqueen123: *sighs, leaning back against a tree* If it's not Simgar and Cimorene, it's Simgar and Naylith... dark_conjurer: Thrust that into my flesh and experience a very painful death dark_conjurer: I have nothing against you...I just value my life right now nsyncqueen123: Can we please try and get along for the moment being? itzabreeze12: *lowers spear once more* I only wish to live dark_conjurer: As long as that spear is lowered, at the very least, then I am fine nsyncqueen123: Naylith, if it pleases you, you may visit our 'home. itzabreeze12: That would be nice. Could I see the dragon again? dark_conjurer: First off, we need some wood dark_conjurer: Because without wood I can start no fire that will alst dark_conjurer: *last nsyncqueen123: *picks up her wood again* Nonetheless, I am going back... itzabreeze12: i can get you as much wood as you need dark_conjurer: Get as much as possible then. nsyncqueen123: *carefully crawls up the rocks again* I'll be in here if you need me... dark_conjurer: *follows her* We shall be here ... itzabreeze12: I will come soon. itzabreeze12: *begins to summon wood which gathers in midair behind her* nsyncqueen123: Simgar...Have you seen either Jhysmir or Vorgath lately? itzabreeze12: *leaps up rocks* dark_conjurer: Vorgath...he's probably at the lake.. nsyncqueen123: *nods* All right then. dark_conjurer: It wouldn't take too much effort to summon him, though dark_conjurer: *turns to Naylith* A centaur, hmm? itzabreeze12: here's the wood *piles of wood land at SImgar's feet* Enough for you? dark_conjurer: Maybe, for now. itzabreeze12: *Simgar's nsyncqueen123: *Ryujinn, still sleeping, snorts, then jolts awake* nsyncqueen123: itzabreeze12: I am Naylith dark_conjurer: I haven't seen a centaur in years... nsyncqueen123: *strokes Ryujinn's snout reassuringly* Don't worry, she's a friend... itzabreeze12: That's because we're almost completely extinct itzabreeze12: This is one of the few places where we still exist dark_conjurer: That's a nice thought, hmm? *laughes quietly* dark_conjurer: I've killed a few centaurs... nsyncqueen123: *peers at the young centaurette, then snorts once again, turning toward the outcropping* dark_conjurer: And elves, gnomes, dwarves, trolls, humans...just about everything nsyncqueen123: *flaps off, leaving a cloud of dust* itzabreeze12: you will never EVER say that before any other centaur nsyncqueen123: *looks at Simgar* Would you please start a fire? Perhaps then we could talk in a more comfortable manner... dark_conjurer: You do not like the fact that I may have killed your relatives? dark_conjurer: *laughes softly* You name it, I've killed it. itzabreeze12: It is not me, but the centaur race dark_conjurer: Ah yes. A fire. itzabreeze12: If my village were to know, you would be banished from the land dark_conjurer: From the land? dark_conjurer: This is my domain. dark_conjurer: I have stayed here before and do so now itzabreeze12: All of our land itzabreeze12: We have our ways, just ask your friend dark_conjurer: *Simgar picks up a pile of wood and dumps it where the previous fire was* nsyncqueen123: Yes, they have a land to themselves...I've seen it... dark_conjurer: *moves his hand around the pile, sparks igniting the wood, Simgar stopping after flames have caught the logs* dark_conjurer: Oh? dark_conjurer: I read something about it..don't remember much, though itzabreeze12: We have rocks that let only certain beings past or pinecone's that require passwords dark_conjurer: Different. nsyncqueen123: Yes...Talking pinecones and food-producing logs... nsyncqueen123: Never seen the likes of it... dark_conjurer: I appreciate the kill better, though dark_conjurer: Rather than have some log give me my food. nsyncqueen123: I agree... dark_conjurer: Have you ever looked into the eyes of a being about to die? itzabreeze12: Oh no. We kill and give it to the log... then when it is needed the log burps it up nsyncqueen123: *shudders* Simgar...Do we have to talk about this? dark_conjurer: You don't like this subject? dark_conjurer: I was just getting into it, but I'll stop if you wish... nsyncqueen123: *nods timidly* If you will... dark_conjurer: {!!} nsyncqueen123: {What?} dark_conjurer: {This Friday Dungeons and Dragons is released...} nsyncqueen123: {Oh yeah!} nsyncqueen123: Naylith, feel free to make yourself at home... dark_conjurer: What? itzabreeze12: Thank you nsyncqueen123: *looks up at Simgar* Might you have a problem? dark_conjurer: Yes, in fact I do. nsyncqueen123: What is it, then? dark_conjurer: I do not appreciate the idea of a total stranger feeling "at home" in my home. nsyncqueen123: Do calm down, Simgar dearest. I am simply being courteous. dark_conjurer: Well then.. itzabreeze12: I would take you to our chief, but I don't think he'd appreciate it very much, Simgar. dark_conjurer: *shrugs* I do not need to see any centaur chief. nsyncqueen123: Naylith, would you ever tell another about Simgar's nsyncqueen123: *profession? itzabreeze12: I will tell no other what he is nsyncqueen123: Thank you. *turns to Simgar* Is that any better for you? dark_conjurer: If I happen to be stalked or followed by anyone, they will all die, and following, Naylith. dark_conjurer: But I should hope I can trust another's word. itzabreeze12: You can trust a centaur dark_conjurer: Just like you can trust anyone else. dark_conjurer: There are people who stick to their word and others who don't nsyncqueen123: *places her hands on her hips* Simgar, can't you be any more chivalrous? itzabreeze12: I'm not a back-stabber dark_conjurer: And neither am I. dark_conjurer: If I give my word I stick to it. nsyncqueen123: Well then...Are we going to continue to argue, or do something worthwhile? dark_conjurer: I would like to get these racks up on the walls nsyncqueen123: I can help, of course. dark_conjurer: I'm sure Naylith can supply us with something to use. dark_conjurer: After all, she has a a magickal log.... nsyncqueen123: *looks over at Naylith* Could you? dark_conjurer: *laughes softly* itzabreeze12: Sticky pebbles or perhaps some snakeskin? dark_conjurer: She also has a pinecone! itzabreeze12: The pinecone is a very good secretary dark_conjurer: *laughes quietly* Oh really? itzabreeze12: You wouldn't understand dark_conjurer: I'm sure I would. nsyncqueen123: Anyway...Those sticky pebbles...Would they be able to hold those up? *nods toward the sack of torches and racks* dark_conjurer: I just find it humorous that you have talking pinecones .... itzabreeze12: The snakeskin would be better nsyncqueen123: Whatever you think...You would know better than I... dark_conjurer: And how is a snakeskin going to support 5 pounds of weight...? itzabreeze12: well of course it is charmed dark_conjurer: Why charm a snakeskin when you could charm the rack itself? nsyncqueen123: Then if you wish to do so yourself, go right ahead, Simgar. itzabreeze12: I work with the forest, not furniture! dark_conjurer: I did not train in small, useless spells itzabreeze12: Then let me use the snakeskin nsyncqueen123: *crosses her arms, continuing to argue* You are really difficult sometimes, Simgar. dark_conjurer: I trained in spells for preserving my life and killing others itzabreeze12: Which is why you are weak dark_conjurer: Weak?! dark_conjurer: Weak?! itzabreeze12: Not in force itzabreeze12: but in mind itzabreeze12: and soul dark_conjurer: *yelling* I do not see being cautious with my own life being weak! itzabreeze12: Not that! It's the killing! nsyncqueen123: Simgar...Please... dark_conjurer: The killing then?! dark_conjurer: I killed for money! dark_conjurer: None other than that! itzabreeze12: exactly *completely calm* dark_conjurer: For you I would make an exception.. nsyncqueen123: Naylith, he was in debt...He had no other way, or so he thought... nsyncqueen123: *looks at Simgar* And no, you wouldn't. dark_conjurer: Oh? dark_conjurer: I shall prove to this centaur that I am not weak! nsyncqueen123: You heard me. You will not cause anymore deaths as long as I am here with you. dark_conjurer: Because I could kill her and all the rest of the centaurs and not feel a bit of remorse! itzabreeze12: That is my point dark_conjurer: Death is a part of being. itzabreeze12: But you don't have to bathe in it dark_conjurer: Who said I enjoyed it? dark_conjurer: Now give me a few more months to finish learning this skill and maybe I would! dark_conjurer: Go and fetch your snakeskins, then. nsyncqueen123: *looks over suddenly* Simgar...That...can't be true...Can it? You wouldn't delight in killing...would you? itzabreeze12: *walks outside and begins to draw out a snakeskin* dark_conjurer: Delight? dark_conjurer: The certain skill that I had started to learn was to capture the strengthes of the person about to die dark_conjurer: You have to do a certain spell at a certain time dark_conjurer: Of course you have to be a master in order for it to be very successful... itzabreeze12: *walks back in* Now apply this to the wall and then place the rack a foot infront. The rack will jump right up to it. dark_conjurer: I'll need alot of snakeskins, Naylith dark_conjurer: {We already are outside...} dark_conjurer: {Down and up rocks might be better} itzabreeze12: {ok} itzabreeze12: *waves hand and hundreds appear* That enough? dark_conjurer: *Simgar nudges the fire with his boot, logs falling down and embers jumping* dark_conjurer: Too many. dark_conjurer: 10 should be enough for now. itzabreeze12: *snaps and most dissapear* itzabreeze12: We have many in stock. It's simply a matter of tapping through to the distributer. dark_conjurer: So it's not your own strength that does this then...*grins* nsyncqueen123: *minds her own business tending to the fire, not wanting to get involved in their many arguments* itzabreeze12: I do my shift in the workrooms. I CAN make one out of thin air, I just use my resources. I must go and replenish it later. dark_conjurer: Organized days... dark_conjurer: Freedom is much better dark_conjurer: Whatever you want whenever you want. itzabreeze12: It's not like I have a certain time to be there dark_conjurer: But still you have to do that itzabreeze12: We help eachother by doing it. Just as you help by gathering firewood. You still have to do it. dark_conjurer: *shrugs* If that's what you say, then leave it there. nsyncqueen123: *walks back into her room, retrieving a tattered mountain lion skin, then returns and sits back down by the fire, pulling out a needle and some thread* dark_conjurer: Why are you here anyway, Naylith? itzabreeze12: I came to see if the dragon was still here. I was at the bottom. You found me. dark_conjurer: I did not find you. dark_conjurer: And as you see the dragon is gone. dark_conjurer: So why are you still here? nsyncqueen123: *looks up momentarily* She has as much right to be here as we do... dark_conjurer: *shrugs* itzabreeze12: Are you telling me to leave? nsyncqueen123: *resumes her sewing* Are you two going to continue your petty arguing? dark_conjurer: No, not neccessarily... dark_conjurer: I see no point to it.. itzabreeze12: Is there anything else you need done around here? dark_conjurer: Not that I can think of..what about you, Shinketsu? nsyncqueen123: *shakes her head* itzabreeze12: Okay nsyncqueen123: *bites off a piece of thread, then walks back into her room, the needle in her mouth* dark_conjurer: *bows* I offer my apology to you, for my harshness this afternoon. dark_conjurer: Sometimes I get a bit carried away and a bit narrow-minded itzabreeze12: And I apologize as well dark_conjurer: Feel free to visit when you can. itzabreeze12: Thanks itzabreeze12: Could you tell me about dragons? dark_conjurer: I am no expert on dragons. dark_conjurer: Although I have a dragon myself.. itzabreeze12: I have only seen one. That morning with Shinketsu when she brought me here. nsyncqueen123: *comes back a few moments later, suited up in a strapless, ankle-length dress with a slit running up her left leg to her mid-thigh, the fur still attached* Did I hear something about dragons? itzabreeze12: I was just asking to hear about them nsyncqueen123: What do you want to know? itzabreeze12: Anything nsyncqueen123: I need specifics. itzabreeze12: Like what? dark_conjurer: What do you want to know about them? itzabreeze12: Anything you can tell me nsyncqueen123: Diet, species, 'caste' system, history... itzabreeze12: Pick one itzabreeze12: Your favorite thing about dragons nsyncqueen123: Their caste system has always interested me...Well, in Ryujinn's species, the gold, as in most, is the highest position. nsyncqueen123: Silver, then bronze, follow. Ryujinn *is* a shade of silver, but he is not a full-blooded silver. itzabreeze12: oh nsyncqueen123: He doesn't care much for the system, anyway...You might call him a 'rebel'. nsyncqueen123: Whites come next, with black soon after. *nods to Simgar* Simgar's dragon is of the black family. nsyncqueen123: The next positions aren't as specific, but generally come in this order: Reds, blues, purples, yellows/oranges, greens, and any other basic colors. itzabreeze12: Ah. nsyncqueen123: {I'm going to have to go in like 5 minutes...} dark_conjurer: {*frowns*} nsyncqueen123: {I know...Poor baby.} dark_conjurer: Well...I think I'm going to take a small rest by the fire...I should awaken around nightfall nsyncqueen123: I'm afraid I'm going to have to go now, as well...I need to see if I can find any other materials for this outfit...*kisses Simgar softly* Good bye, everyone... itzabreeze12: Good bye dark_conjurer: Farewell, my love... Yahoo! Messenger: nsyncqueen123 has left the conference.