Logs:It's Just a Craft - Revision history

K'del at 00:23, 10 April 2015

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 | quote = It's just a craft.
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 | who = C'wlin, C'wlin{{!}}Athimeroth

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 | who = C'wlin, C'wlin{{!}}Athimeroth
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 | what = After being told of his Ex-Communication, C'wlin has a tantrum... C'wlin-style.
 | when = It is a winter evening, of day 20, month 12, turn 31 of Interval 10.
 | gamedate = 2013.06.04
 | quote = It's just a craft.

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 ''Thhhhhhwp.''
-As the last dart is let loose, the straw man hung from the rafters of the weyrling barracks swings in an idle dance.  Riddled with little darts, though just as many lie beneath the straw man's gently swaying silhouette.
+As the last dart is let loose, the straw man hung from the rafters of the weyrling barracks swings in an idle dance.  Riddled with little darts, though just as many lie beneath the straw man's gently swaying silhouette, the little thing serves as a creepy backdrop to the sudden and profound silence.
 Athimeroth speaks.

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 In a voice strained by the sheer force of not screaming, of not letting lose, the ''former'' harper whispers in the darkness.  "You know nothing."
-But it's not true.  Athimeroth knows everything he does.  And for once, the bronze is the cooler of the two heads.  The storm of emotions reaches it's apex, only to form the eye where calm prevails.
+But it's not true.  Athimeroth knows everything he does.  And for once, the bronze is the cooler of the two heads.  The storm of emotions reaches its apex, only to become still.  There, C'wlin stands in the eye of the raging storm where calm prevails.
 ''Thhhhhhwp.''

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 ''Former'' harper.
-<< It's -- >>  Again, Athimeroth is savagely suppressed, the anger rising in a tide that C'wlin can't -- won't -- suppress.  It batters against the mind link like a battering ram that won't ''stop''.
+<< It's -- >>  Again, Athimeroth is savagely suppressed, the anger rising in a tide that C'wlin can't -- won't -- suppress.  It rages against the mindlink like a battering ram that won't ''stop''.
 ''Thhhhhwwwwwwump.''