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Post by Morgan Le Fay on Dec 3, 2011 12:21:55 GMT -8
"With some help." Morgan said walking into the tent and taking a seat. She sat not that far from Dr. Falcier in a very casual manner (considering what they had done with each other a few days ago) looking at the show in front of her.
She looked over at Nathan and extended her hand out towards him.
"I'm Morgan Le Fay, sorceress and priestess to the Morigan."
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Post by Dr. Facilier on Dec 3, 2011 22:15:19 GMT -8
Facilier raised an eyebrow at the newly spoken voice, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth as he realized who it was. This was the only outward expression he gave of his thoughts at seeing the woman, aside from a quick aversion of his violet eyes in her direction.
Beetlejuice noticed this slight change in the Shadowman's demeanor, but said nothing, instead concerned with Nathan's comment about the Ringleader. "Eh, being alive's overrated," he laughed, taking his head in his hands and grotesquely cracking his neck from side to side. "Now, if you're lookin' for impressive, I coulda shown ya how to make a living off being dead."
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Post by Morgan Le Fay on Dec 3, 2011 22:22:58 GMT -8
"Oh that's easy enough." Morgan said casually joining in on the conversation about the undead. Something she herself had dabbled in the art of Necromancy and other death magics. "More than enough leaders and generals will give all their riches, their lands, their first borns, and possibly their souls for an undead assassin or a few undead soliders. And I speak with more than enough experiance."
Morgan caught the slight smirk that Falcier had on his face and felt very pleased with herself for being able to get such a reaction out of usually stony and emotionless man. Though no one would know it as her own face was as usual an unreadable mask.
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