Kalamos
Level of Lemon Feather
- Joined
- Jul 13, 2003
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Dreams of Grandeur.
Active Character:
Phoros Visgana.
You are wide awake well before dawn.
Time is of the essence; you can almost feel the sands of time slipping through your fingers, painfully tearing you far and far away from your life-task and personal obsession: overthrowing Duke Vigos Galthari Visgana, your father.
You count your meager savings, and decide you can safely skip breakfast: you hunger power, not food.
If they followed your orders by heart, your ragtag army of "selected" drunkards should be leaving the city now.
You strongly doubt they'll ever wake in time, let alone set foot outside Bisanthium without drinking themselves sick - but you trust your two bands of professional bawds and ruffians to succesfully track your intermediated targets down and promptly report back to you.
Soon.
Active Character:
Phoros Visgana.
You are wide awake well before dawn.
Time is of the essence; you can almost feel the sands of time slipping through your fingers, painfully tearing you far and far away from your life-task and personal obsession: overthrowing Duke Vigos Galthari Visgana, your father.
You count your meager savings, and decide you can safely skip breakfast: you hunger power, not food.
If they followed your orders by heart, your ragtag army of "selected" drunkards should be leaving the city now.
You strongly doubt they'll ever wake in time, let alone set foot outside Bisanthium without drinking themselves sick - but you trust your two bands of professional bawds and ruffians to succesfully track your intermediated targets down and promptly report back to you.
Soon.
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