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Characters: Golbez, Dunleavy
Format: Whichever
This log is: closed
Location: Dunleavy's mansion

After nearly a week of trying to figure things out, Golbez was tired of biding his time. If not a way back home, he at least wanted answers, and no one was providing them.

After classes ended for the day, he stopped by Rakette to purchase a weapon. And before long he stood out front of Dunleavy Mallorough's mansion in the northeastern part of town. If there was anybody who could answer their questions, he was sure it was her.

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"Afraid not, if I told you plainly you would rush into it, you are a warrior if I am not mistaken." He looked at him seriously, "Hero's have the tendency to rush into things, try and save the say and get everybody killed."

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Heroes? He scowled, but didn't bother to correct her.

So this was one of those things where everything would eventually make sense later, was it? A prophecy that would make sense in retrospect. "Tell me one thing, at least. Would it be fair to describe you as a 'devil'?"

[musicalee]

Lee rolled her eyes again, "Yes in a lot of ways, it is fair to describe me as a devil, which leaves the question, are you a knight? Or are you a princess who needs to be saved?" Really Karish would be dying with laughter right about now.

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This time, Golbez scoffed openly. As if he were either. If anything, he was probably more of a "devil" himself.

"I'm somebody with someplace to be. I have no time to waste pretending to be a schoolteacher or fighting in this ridiculous game. What will it take to defeat you? Is simple victory in battle enough?" His hand tightened around the weapon he had brought with him.

[musicalee]

"I know the feeling, my life was just fine before I ended up here," we just fine with a few crazy cultists thrown in but really, she had a purpose she had Karish, and she meant that in the strictest business sense, really.

"No," she shook her head, "Though you can try if you wish, but you would do better to find the stars first."

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And if the rest of the conversation leading up to this was any indication... "What you mean by 'stars' is something we will have to figure out for ourselves," he assumed.

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"I can't give you all the answers, it would be boring," was Lee's answer. "It's not hard, six stars, six beautiful stars, though I guess beauty is something that differs by person and taste."

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He continued to frown. If she really couldn't tell him anything else, there was no use in pressing further; if it was simply that she wouldn't, then there was equally little point.

He turned to return to the front door. "Then I won't take up any more of your time."

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Lee nodded, "Very well then," she followed him to the door, "I wish you luck Golbez." She watched him leave.

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Well, that had been frustrating. Actually, it probably would have been less frustrating if she'd just refused to say anything; that's what he'd been expecting.

He didn't look back at Dunleavy or the mansion as he made his way back toward the city proper.

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As he exited the gates of the mansion ground Lee focused on him, the warning penalty he got would be enough to force him to his knees but it only lasted a minute. When he cared to look he would find that ten raks of his were missing.

He had been interesting but rules were rules, Dunleavy closed the door to her mansion.