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concerned *a little in charecter fiction*

Discussion in 'UO Europa' started by Flame (DrR), Jan 25, 2010.

  1. Flame (DrR)

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    May 13, 2008
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    Flame returned home with the pain in her side starting to burn. She should not have drank down that last dose of pain killer so soon, but she had to have her full attention on her chat with Duke Irvyn. The conversation had gone as she had expected with them both agreeing concerns over Nathan Hawke. Although the day had gone better than could have been hoped for, with the information from the dragon Fardomin on how to destroy the Orcs communication devices tried and proven reliable. Now they had what they needed to make the cites in Sosaria safe again from them. Duke Irvyn had also informed her that the Orc prisoner had mentioned that the Orcs were in Britain Sewers, so was there a need for the so called weapon they had put in the Orc cave to be left there. The pain was intensifying and she had little time left before it became over powering, at least she had managed to keep her injury secret so far by avoiding people when it become unbearable. A memory of the day she had received it when Melissa exploded the room and cursed Nathan flashed before her eyes. The pain quickly returned her attention to the present and the thought that She still had not heard from Queen Dawn, so she quickly penned another letter asking once more for her or Duke Irvyn to speak with the Queen on an urgent matter. She called for her maid and told her to get it delivered immediately. Her hands now shaking with the pain, she picked up a bottle from her desk and fumbled opening the stopper, as careful as she could she took a long sip and pushing the bottle down again she stumbled to her bed knowing sleep would soon take over her.