Role-Play Departure

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  1. Dolentrean

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    The silence that surrounded him in the instant that followed his words felt like a surreal stretch of time isolated from the rest of the world. Then the Paladin embraced him. At first it took him by surprise... a tenderness that seemed foreign to him. He stood frozen for a moment, unsure of what to do, or how to act. A feeling not unlike panic welled up in him... then it passed. He let the awkwardness slip away and lifted his right arm and put it around the back of the woman, a light akward embrace, yet... for one moment he felt a quiet force stir through him in a place normally reserved for rage or blind determination... for a brief moment he felt content, there in that place, in that haven, with these people. And in that moment Dolentrean was truly frightened, frightened and content. In less than a moment it passed.

    He looked silently at the book in his hands, let his thumb trail down its spine and run over the edge of the pages. He looked to the Paladin, a look on his face of true gratitude, a private thanks that meant more to him than he thought she would know.

    He looked towards Nevermore at his offer. He had traveled briefly with the man before in the past. He was a truly great warrior and had a sharp mind. He was a man Dolentrean would be proud to travel with. He spoke.

    “I appreciate the thought Nevermore... I mean it, but... This is something I think I have to do alone. And I'm not saying that out of pride, really. Hell, maybe its a little selfish, but...” He looked down at the book in his hands. “This is something I really need to do alone.” He looked up and smiled at the man. Part of him truly wished he could travel with Nevermore on his journey, but he didn't know where the journey was going to take him, he just knew there were places he had to find on his own if he ever wanted to answer the question that haunted him.

    “But if I can, I will return.” He shifted the book under his arm and turned his gaze to the Paladin, “I promise you that.” He looked to each of them in turn...

    'And then maybe I can find it in my heart to forgive you' The women's vice echoed in his memory.

    'I truly hope you can' thought the half breed silently to himself. 'I really do'

    And with that he nodded his head to them. “Goodbye.” He then turned and walked away into the dark, leaving the glow of the lantern and the pond behind, carrying his pack over his shoulder and a book of blank pages under his arm.
     
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    Twin columns of a churning black wafted lazily from the gunslinger's nostrils, the brim of his worn and weathered cap casting an ebon veil down and across his face. The end of his cigar burned a dwindling gold, its flaming hue resonating deep within the recesses of his solitary eye - a glint of orange and yellow on lonely bronze. He sat perched atop a stray barrel, his back propped comfortably against the dry, oaken wall of the shack behind him - one of the many abandoned sentry posts that dotted the outer limits of the Haven, dilapidated and silent since the great battle that had rocked the four corners of the world. The ground beneath him was ashen and black, scorched and charred in the wake of the chaos. Even now Nikolai's fell scent emanated from the barren soil like stink from dung, searing the mercenary's nose with the lingering aroma of brimstone and sulfur.

    Doc turned his head at the sound of the approaching footsteps, his half-gaze warming despite the dry and gravelly timbre of his tone.

    "Someone's in a hurry," he grunted, regarding Dolentrean evenly while inhaling another stiff drag from the blunt that protruded from between his cracked lips. He looked as if he wanted to offer the hybrid a smile but lacked the will. "What? You'll say goodbye to Knife-Ears and Black-Eye but not to me?"

    He managed a smirk. "I'm hurt."
     
  3. Dolentrean

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    The half breeds footfalls seemed ungodly loud with each step he took away from the haven, a loud gravely crunch sounding each time his foot came in contact with the damp ground. It amazed Dolentrean at times the the ground of this place could still dampen after a rain. It seemed that there was nothing left here but scorched rock and cinders. It looked half a hell and yet still the damp still stuck to those cinders each morning, blissfully unaware of the horrors that occurred here so recently.

    He let the rhythm of his marching come to a slow halt as he saw the gunslinger. He stopped next to him without looking at him, instead looking at the burnt and glassed land around them... then to the sky for a moment. The book the Paladin Girl had given to him resting under his arm. After a long moment he turned to his friend.

    “Well... you know, I've never been one for goodbyes.” He paused and let a sad smirk cross his face. “But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't glad you caught me on my way out.” He let his eyes drift back over the barren landscape... “Nice view.” He said, the deadpan sarcasm in his voice eclipsed by the bitterness that tainted the words.
     
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    The gunslinger's eye followed Dolentrean's, surveying the moist, black wastes that had once been green forests with an even stare. "At least it's a view." He looked back at the hybrid, a long wisp of smoke trailing from the corner of his mouth when he turned his head. "What's the rush?"
     
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    Truth be told Dolentrean didn't have an answer to that question so instead he let a small silence fill the air as he looked out over the landscape, searching for the words.

    “Its just...” He paused, “After everything. Its hard you know? Being here... seeing this place everyday, knowing the part I played...”

    He fought beside the Dreamers, that couldn't be denied. Pushed himself to the raggedy edge, beaten down, broken, but it all still echoed in his head. Something lingered....

    “Just feel like I don't...” Don't what? What did he want to say? That he didn't feel right here, that he wasn't a Dreamer like the rest? That he had nothing to keep him in the haven? No...
    “Its still there...” He said instead, feeling the silence swell up after the words had been spoken.

    “Its all still there.”
     
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    Doc flicked his cigar nonchalantly, sending it spiraling from his grasp and crashing down to the ground before sliding from his perch atop the barrel. His hands moved to his pockets as he frowned, only nodding in reply. "I'll see ya off."
     
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    Dolentrean nodded and looked to the gunslinger, letting an almost regretful smile pass over his face. "Yeah, sounds good.". The Demon felt a strange peace as he walked over the charred ground. This place had been a holocaust, the land would be marred for years to come from the bloodshed and hatred that scorched the earth. The rage and brimstone that had washed over this place like a flood...

    Yet now it had passed, and in the ruined world around them there was a strange distopic beauty that seemed foreign and serine... he wondered if the others could see it. The Dreamers had all been stained in one way or another by the world around them and Never wasn't the only one of them who saw the world differently than others.

    Though the turmoil had burned and ruined the land... the storm, at least, had passed.

    For some reason he found himself thinking of a girl with violet eyes that smelled of rain and dirt... A strange distant smile crossed his lips and for a moment he felt a small bitter hope.
     
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    The gunslinger watched him from the corner of his bronze gaze, the bitterness that typically marred his features faltering at the sight of the half-blood's smile. The corner of Doc's mouth turned upward slightly. "Where to?"
     
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    Dolentrean ran his toung along the inside of his lip for a moment in thought. It was a question he hadn't given much heed in his haste to leave the haven, but now that the moment was here there seemed to be only one place to start.

    “North I guess,” he said as they walked, “I figure if I head that way I might be able to find the ruins of the old mages academy.” Seemed as good a place as any to start his search.
     
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    Doc's half-gaze narrowed slightly, as if Dolentrean's destination had left a bitter taste in his mouth. "So that's what you're up to."
     
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    Dolentrean nodded, he didn't expect the others to be happy with his choice to go, to chase the ghost of a man such as him... but...

    "Yeah... its just something I have to do.
     
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    The gunslinger didn't speak for a moment. However much he obviously didn't like the idea, he made no mention of it. "Expectin' to find somethin'?"
     
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    Dolentrean almost felt like chucking at Jacks question... He has sure hit the nail on the head.

    "Nah... Not really to be honest." he said with a shrug. "But hey, gotta do something at least."
     
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    Doc turned his head to the side, hacking a thick wad of spit upon the ground. It rolled from between his cracked lips in a muddy stream - a murky spray that made even the dirt it drenched look clean by comparison. He raised a thumb to wipe at the corner of his mouth, leaving a stain over the worn cloth wrapping that enveloped the digit. He eyed the mark coolly. "Y'know... there's an old sayin' bout chasin' ghosts. Sometimes we get so caught up on tailin'em that we end up followin'em straight into the ground. Sometimes all the way down." The gunslinger paused, glancing up at Dolentrean. "Thing is, we ain't made to go that deep. A ghost don't need to worry 'bout catchin' its breath. Us, though... we need to come back up for air every once in a while." He shrugged. "Just somethin' I heard once."
     
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    'Ghosts'

    The word lingered in his head for a time, conjuring an image that he had done his best to let drift away in the forgotten corners of his mind. And with that image came an echo of a war a young man had fought in a city far away... a small war, an isolated rebellion in truth, one confined to an underground but a war truly fought.

    “I'll keep that in mind.”
    he said in a voice flavored with honesty. He glanced down at the book that Niscar had given him. Blank pages... well, Dolentrean had proven himself good at filling those.

    “Don't worry too much,” His eyes surveyed the burnt fields they were walking across, he could see the treeline in the distance, the forest that had once covered this ground, pushed back in the wake of what had come to pass. “I'm good at getting lost and finding things I'm not looking for.”

    Lest we forget I'm an animal... and part of me will always be feral.
     
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    Doc grunted softly, surveying the distant towers of pine with a sour stare. He shifted his weight slightly. "Could tag along, you know."
     
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    Dolentrean nodded without looking over at Doc. "I know you would..." he said in answer, he hesitated for a moment before adding. "And I respect you for it." He left it at that, Doc knew that he wouldn't accept any companionship.

    "You're a good man Jack."

    The words seemed almost comical coming from Dolentrean. Men like the two of them could never be viewed as good by the world at large... but there were things about a mans character that went beyond the black and white viewpoint of the masses. But that wasn't where men like Dolentrean and Doc existed. It was in the shades of grey... Were good and bad wasn't quite as well defined.
     
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    The gunslinger snorted skeptically. "Try to be some kind of hero and I reckon I'll have to prove you wrong." His face didn't match the tone of his voice, the smirk that played across his lips dwarfed by the coolness of his tone - one that was as solemn as the grave. "Die out there'n I'll kill you."
     
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    Dolentrean couldn't help but grin at Doc's remark. "I don't think you have to worry about that." He glanced at his friend, "I ain't no hero... and Dyin' isn't something I've ever been particularly good at"

    He stopped near the edge of the burnt wreckage, where it shifted back into wild forest. "Well, I suppose this is it." He turned to his friend, "You take care of yourself," He grinned, and extended his hand to the gunslinger.
     
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    Doc nodded, clasping Dolentrean's grip hard within his own. "Likewise."