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RP • A Country Divided Thread

"I don't think it did anything...." Kaminos said, looking at his empty cup before pouring another glass, "I guess *thahu urrrch ckturmmuchhah wins again! Hey, anyone want to hear a drinking song? I have an orc one and an elven one, whichever you wanna hear..."

Para merely watches, writing more riddles.

*Orc for "the orc stomach"
 
(What's in the boooox?! Let's find out)

Palaria used her telepathy to try and read Mark's mind and see what's happening there right now

Entering Mark's mind, she found herself for the first time in a city twisted at different angles, the sun was more red and there was fog everywhere, in the center stood a great fortress.

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(Inb4 he thinks of lewd thoughts of her)
(Honestly if that was what was happening Palaria would be completely flustered lol)
Entering Mark's mind, she found herself for the first time in a city twisted at different angles, the sun was more red and there was fog everywhere, in the center stood a great fortress.

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"Wh-whoah..." Palaria said telepathically, trying to find Mark
 
Goliath sat on the ground. breathing a sigh of relief that things had calmed down. He took another sip of his alcohol, drinking it silently as he looked around at the party. He was on edge...but that was normal. Goliath never learned not to be tense, even during times like this. Even in his inebriated state, he was glancing around, staring at the entrance...as if he was on guard that something would appear.

"...enough rest..." Goliath thought to himself. he shook his head. He had gotten too relaxed. Gotten too comfortable with these people. He couldn't afford to grow soft. He stood up, and made his way outside the camp, folding his arms as he stood watch.
 
"Wh-whoah..." Palaria said telepathically, trying to find Mark
The mental space changes a bit, now she is in the fortress, in one of its corridors, after a couple of steps she could see a very old photo, where you can see severam families members of powerful nobles and especially one although the one of lower rank

it was Mark's own family

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Palaria immediately went for the vent, using her telekinesis to open it and begin trying to crawl inside, clearly worried about Mark right now as she did so, her eyes giving away that she did have feelings for him clear as day
 
Palaria immediately went for the vent, using her telekinesis to open it and begin trying to crawl inside, clearly worried about Mark right now as she did so, her eyes giving away that she did have feelings for him clear as day
what was on the other side left her speechless, it was Mark but it wasn't her Mark, her body and face could barely be recognized, they were somewhat different, he was a miniature version of approximately 9 years old.


"N-Noo, go away" said the boy with Fear
 
"One of... them? I... really don't want to hurt you... what's your name...? I'm Palaria..." Palaria said, hiding her fear at "them" being mentioned
 
"That's because your body knows me in the waking world... I think... I've never encountered something like this before..." Palaria murmured
 
"That's because your body knows me in the waking world... I think... I've never encountered something like this before..." Palaria murmured
Before Mark answered, heavy footsteps could be heard, while dragging something.

the boy's body turned to jelly because he was so shaky.

"Mark come out and play.... WE want to show you something" said a gruff voice
 
Palaria immediately used her telekinesis to silently screw the vent back into place, casting an invisibility spell on both herself and Mark and speaking to him telepathically

"Stay quiet, if they'll get anyone it'd be me, and I won't be doing anything without a large ruckus and fight, giving you ample time to escape."
 
The boy nodded his head affirmatively.

Now he was more or less visible, he was 1.85 tall, bald and with a detailed body, along with many taruajes and 11 nails in different parts, two of which were his eyes, he had two large obsidian axes



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Palaria turned as best as she could to look at the thing head on, silently making encantstions to make explosive and invisible sigils all around the man
 
Goliath sat on the ground. breathing a sigh of relief that things had calmed down. He took another sip of his alcohol, drinking it silently as he looked around at the party. He was on edge...but that was normal. Goliath never learned not to be tense, even during times like this. Even in his inebriated state, he was glancing around, staring at the entrance...as if he was on guard that something would appear.

"...enough rest..." Goliath thought to himself. he shook his head. He had gotten too relaxed. Gotten too comfortable with these people. He couldn't afford to grow soft. He stood up, and made his way outside the camp, folding his arms as he stood watch.
"Got tired of the groups noise." Enzio said watching goliath arriving.

"I am just trying to get some sleep." he said.
 
"Drinking booze is like drinking water to me... I've actually never gotten drunk before..." Kaminos said, "Well, except for the time I drank a whole barrel of ale when I was 5. Don't ask."
"Okay." Terevion said, beginning to perform a checkup on his red and black six shooter
 
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