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"Why do we aim for the water? The best sounds can be heard when life is present. Cities. Jungles. But above water? There is not much for one to hear there," Tut'Kor'Anuumo reasoned. "Unless you wish to hold off trade. Then you would not be aiming in bad places." @Nathrangking
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"Then I pray that they give good advice," Tut'Kor'Anuumo said to Sangus. "Strategics and combat are more the domain of my other half, but I'll see what I can do." @Nathrangking
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Caebdar roared, flapping his wings. A flash of blinding light filled the room, and he was back to his humanoid form. He stepped across the threshold into Sunshine's domain. ~ ~ ~ Tut'Kor'Anuumo looked around the fortress, ultimately unimpressed.
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Caebdar bends space in an odd manner, staying on the same floor while still allowing everyone to see him, effectively raising both floors to be next to each other. @Darth Woodrack @Ark1002
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Tut'Kor'Anuumo watched the bestial god cry out in anguish. He considered reaching out to Baalhan, but emotions weren't his strong suit.
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Talas hugged Nectar, pulling her close to him. "I will never leave you. Not again." He held his hand out to Asa, waiting for her to take it. And ignoring that something about this felt undeniably wrong. @Ark1002
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Caebdar moves through the wall and into the building. ~ ~ ~ Tut'Kor'Anuumo shrugs, reverting to his original form. "If they will not listen to us, there is nothing they will ever listen to again."
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"Hello. Leila, Baalhan. I am Tut’Kor’Anuumo.” ~ ~ ~ Caebdar flies in circles around the outside of the building, still in his draconic form.
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"Names are unimportant. I don't like them, personally. In an ideal world, everyone would just know who was talking to whom, and talking would all go across much faster. Or better yet, non-verbal communication could be unnecessary at some point. Regardless, I am... Tut'Kor'Anuumo. Sometimes I forget. And you are?"
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Tut'Kor'Anuumo walks up to the group of gods standing near Ulix, his hulking form shrinking to that of a small, white-skinned boy with glowing blue tattoos. @Darth Woodrack @everyone else there
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Caebdar cracks his neck and stretches himself out. A dark, yet, at the same time, bright outline of a large white dragon forms around him, and his body expands to fit it. "I follow." @Darth Woodrack
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"I will join you, Barbados," I say, stretching out my arms. "As will my other half. But I cannot promise that we will stay."
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"I find that blind worship is... wasteful. Many people do so much better, in my experience, when they understand what they are doing. Nonetheless, I agree to these terms," Caebdar said, drawing a few purple squiggles for emphasis.
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I take a calculated risk, and raise my voice. "What can I do to help?"
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I reform my body and wipe some dust off of my collar. "Next time, don't hitch a ride."
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How long exactly was the gap between eras 3 and 4?
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Two little girls. Not much older than... not much older than who? Someone else. He waited for them to come forward, inwardly rushing through a million worries. Am I scaring them? Would I be too sharp for them to hug me? Would I be a good father? What would Walter think about this? That last one was odd. Walter? Images of a little boy flashed through Talas' head. Who are you?
