Gone.....

[Coneitic]

Coneitic wakes up the next morning after the War in his home. He heads to the tavern for something to ease the pounding in his head. Could be the pain of hearing swords clash and magic cast. Could be the thought of one of his well planned plans, being ended as quickly as it was thought off.

He walks thru the blood stained dirt road of akkeast. torn leather and broken weapons create obsticles in his way. He keeps one paw rubbing on his neck, a cut the great warrior Rinha made a week ago as Coneitic tried to crash Hassadria's party. Since then he has felt his voice fading in and out, almost as if when the cut healed his voice would be gone.

Waking up this morning he felt no pain on his neck, only his head. As he stumbles into Brado's, still dazed with exaustion, he tries to order a mug of red liquer. His mouth opens but no words come out. He tries harder, but only chokes on what air escapes. Terrified this is it.... he grabs a mug from behind the counter,  pushes Brado back so he can grab his drink unopposed. He slams the liquer down and clears his throat. He tries to apologize to the barkeep but not a sound comes out.

Out of anger, frustration, being scared of what his life could be like without his voice, he throws the mug agaisnt he back wall, watching it shatter making more sound than he could ever make himself..... He drops his head and walks up the stairs, headed for the roof.

Once on top he looks over the great city. He tries to shout anything, but nothing escapes. He takes one last look at his hometown and jumps down to the ground, landing hard but nothing a little tuck and roll couldnt handle. [ =) ] he heads back to his Ultic and gathers his belongings. He pulls out his dagger and lifts up a board under his feet, exposing millions of trias in an assortment of sacks.

A smirk comes on his face at all the trias he has been saving, the smirk quickly fades into a sorrow look knowing all this was obtained with his mouth, not his daggers.

He loads up his things and sets off thru the normally closed back gates. a secret an old friend showed him.... a way to climb over the gates. He decends down the wall on the opposite side and heads out, a new life? a healer? unsure of what he is insearch of he knows he cannot stay..... to face the ridicule, the teasing, the life in a land where words are everything......

[OOC basically im leaving Ps, could be for months, could be forever, im not sure. im really just gettign agrevated with the game, its extremely hard to play when your computer cant really handle the game, also because of some of the community, so i appreciate all who rp'd with me and gave me a chance, im sure i impressed alot of you. as for those who knocked me simply because i played an evil charactor, maybe you'll learn in time, i will still check the forums every other day to see whats goign on in the world so if you want/need me just pm me..... thanks devs for making a game centered around roleplaying, and thanks to the players who tried to keep it that way =) ]

[Gharan]

I hope you're not gone for good Coneitic, we need some evil around and you provided it. Thanks for your help with my RPs and good luck with whatever you do.

[Farren Kutter]

[I hope you do decide to come back at some point. Had some fun RPing with you. As Gharan said, you are a good RPer and did indeed do fairly well as an evil character, as they are so hard to RP. As for now, so long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, goodbye.]

[Narure]

ehh? going already? i only got to kill you once  . You where good, a wonder guy who was in everyone conversations at one point.

[poundus]

* poundus ( Oglivi) scans the carnage of the days events...and

laughs...It is a humourless laugh brought on by his

knowledge of what fools have laid his brothers ..and

himself...to rest.
"let it be known for now and for all time that you have

not saved yourselves, all you have done is destroyed

the only ones that can save you if the Enkidukai ever

become strong enough to challenge Yliakum.

They...will show no mercy...they...do not understand

compassion..(soflty)..They will purge the land of all life

except their own (twisted smile) and you will have

yourselves to thank for this. We (Demorian Lords) in

our infinite wisdom and kindness tried to show you

this but no one would heed our words or read our

stories so wrapped up in "higher morality" you were.

Mark my words. By destoying us you have destroyed

the best chance you had to keep the Enki nation in

check. (laughs) There is a saying from my land " Be

careful what you wish for...you may get it". Well, you

got your wish, and in time, you will come to rue the

day you did. We SHALL meet again...in hell".
Having said his piece Oglivi places his last unbroken

dagger to his breast and falls forward, preferring to

take his own life over waiting for the Enki to do it for

him.

Oglivi Hilieri (deceased)

[Polecat]

[Hey, seen you play from a distance but never had a chance for a real RP with you.  I liked what I saw and hope you will find it in yourself to come back.  Take care and good luck in whatever you decide to do.]

Alecin Fenerie

[Duraza]

[ahhh my partner in crime is gone....Come back soon coneitic ]

[Irick]

[pff, Irick won't get a chance to try to explane himself, oh well, whatever is drawing you away, let it be quick and painless. hope to see you back in ps eventualy. your friend Irick]

[Peacer]

[my puppet doll is all gone, get some new hardware d00d, or linux]

[Vrin]

[one less person for dagdan to hunt down oh well....m8 I hope you can get back its been lots of fun]