Land of Fairy Tales (Don't delete)

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"The armor and new celebration outfit. I told you yesterday at the party, remember?"

ooc-thats all for now! i have to go read jane erye for my film studies course. bye! i PMed office, so hopefully he will come here and post!

ooc: I love Jane Eyre!

ic: "Yeah I remember. Wow, it will be the coolest present, I can't wait until he opens it."
 
"Maybe you could find another arangment...but I'd go quickly...she doesn't stay in one place for a long time..." the druid explained. "She may go easy on the girl, her being half elf, but you, my dear boy...you watch out for her. She's more a witch than a druid, but she is the only one who has more power than Molena..." he sighed. "She'll take your life and ruin your future, don't ever look her in the eye...her eyes are what traps all the boys who bring their girls to be healed..." he shook his head. "Best luck to you..."

Fiirsyx nodded, and turned around. He burst into flames and flew off. He arrived there soon, and said, "Hello? Is there a Druid here?"
 
Fiirsyx nodded, and turned around. He burst into flames and flew off. He arrived there soon, and said, "Hello? Is there a Druid here?"

A young girl turned around, looking about twenty. She looked gentle enough, with long golden hair down to her waist. She had a whitish robe on, like the man had, but it had fuller skirts. She turned around, her face had a soft look, almost like a china doll, but her eyes were dark and had a haunted look. Her voice was soft but cold. "What would you be looking for..." she asked. She stepped closer, a floating ball of water in her palm. She walked close enough to him that he could feel the wind that came off her cool skin. It almost looked wet. Her breath was cool and icy as she whispered in his ear. "What is it you desire..." it almost sounded like a snake. When it seemed calm, her icy hand went straight to his shoulder, tender but with a death grip.
 
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Fiirsyx turned to her, not looking into her face. "I need your help...My love is dying..."

She let out a cruel laugh. "That's what they all say...why would I help a fairy?" her voice stayed cold. Her grip tightened. "I could just kill you both..."

ooc: hint, Frenchie isn't ALL fairy...that could help you...;)
 
Raven was in Ankuko worried about Frenchie.
"Come on Fiirsyx"she said looking into her magical bowl that showed Frenchie,Fiirsyx and some lady.
 
"She isn't all fairy...Only part."

"Oh, so she's those mixed breed? The mutt?" she asked with a cruel tone. She took Frenchie out of his arms and laid her on the grass, un-sheathing a knife. She took the knife and cut a hole in Frenchie's dress just above Frenchie's left hip. She then cut a long slit in Frenchie's skin. A deep purplish blood started to come up, but the lady paid no mind. She then brought her hands up and a deep purple-black liquid started floating out of Frenchie's side. Soon enough all the poisin was out and floating above the druids hand. She tossed him some whitish cream stuff. "Put it on the cut." she ordered. "I never touch the paitient." The skin around the cut was purple. "The skin will always be purple in that area..." she commented, still holding the poisin floating in her palm.
 
"...As long as she lives." Fiirsyx took the cream and rubbed it one the wound. After he was done, he stood, and said, "The man who sent me...Told me this wouldn't be for free."
 
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