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        <title>Scribblers - Sebastian and Sylvie</title>
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            <title>Home (15 replies)</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[ The worldgate had opened to another temperate forest, not giving an immediate clue if it was leading where Sylvie was hoping, but not long after, night fell. It was clear enough to introduce Sammeh to three of Eodea&#039;s moons, even if speaking did not come easily. Finally home, or closer than she had been in years, at last.<br />
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The next morning they found a point from which they saw fields and a paved street. The street had milestones telling Sylvie they were close to the city of Konda, the greatest port on the northern continent. The locals may have given them slightly longer looks than many other travellers got, but found them mildly unusual rather than a spectacle. Sylvie found Sammeh a very quick study learning the Seafarer tongue that would serve well both in Konda and Yrn. The two together found passage on a ship, the captain having use for a mage who could work with wood. What was hard to find on a ship, of course, was privacy.]]></description>
            <dc:creator>Anke</dc:creator>
            <category>Sebastian and Sylvie</category>
            <pubDate>Wed, 30 May 2018 22:17:34 +0200</pubDate>
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            <title>Plotting (3 replies)</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[ So... any opinion where we should go from here?]]></description>
            <dc:creator>Anke</dc:creator>
            <category>Sebastian and Sylvie</category>
            <pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2018 19:58:06 +0200</pubDate>
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            <title>Random Encounter Story (2255 replies)</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[ Late summer: close to harvest, close to autumn. It was warm and sunny, as it had been for two days now. Local crops were doing fine and times were good, if only for a few days. Lengthy whiles of summer warmth usually meant lengthy whiles of summer rain, which was just as good. There were many who would have welcomed that with a smile, too. <br />
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One such person was sitting by a river a little farther away from the roads and settlements, enjoying the bounties of nature, drinking in the rich scents that warm summers brought with them. A hint of spruce, a hint of fir... grass and the water. The water especially. <br />
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The silver-haired person cast his line into the water and leaned his back against a warm rock. Sometimes these scenes and places drowned him so deep into contentment, all he could see, hear and feel were the things that made him content. The warmth of the rock, for example, and the feeling of warm sand between his bare toes. The sound of running water was the only thing in his ears. <br />
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All in all, Sebastian thought things were good. The entire world was a place to sleep, and he could find his food where he damn well pleased. Like now - he was after fish, which had been quite plentiful in the past two days he had spent travelling alongside the river. He hadn&#039;t seen a soul and felt as if he was the first man alive. He was happy. Ever happier when a fish took to his bait and soon found itself fighting to get back to its natural habitat. <br />
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Sebastian smiled, put another bait in the hook and sank the line into the river again. Another, and he would have a meal. He relaxed, set his hat at a deeper angle and closed his eyes. He wasn&#039;t far away from civilisation anymore and he was going to make the most of it.]]></description>
            <dc:creator>Neverwashere</dc:creator>
            <category>Sebastian and Sylvie</category>
            <pubDate>Fri, 25 May 2012 00:00:09 +0200</pubDate>
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            <title>Random Encounter Timeline (1 reply)</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[ This is just the Canyet stuff to make things easier - will perhaps add the prior stuff to it later! <br />
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<i>Day the first in Canyet</i> <br />
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sylvie stays with Old Ivy &lt;LI&gt;Sebs heads to House Crow -&amp;#62; &lt;LI&gt;Goes to Fortuna&#039;s shrine, meets Auker &lt;LI&gt;Sebs&#039; room gets broken into during the night &lt;LI&gt;Sylvie and Garren work long into the night&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; <br />
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<i>Day the second</i> <br />
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sebs comes to House Crow, finds someone&#039;s broken in - talks to Mr Crow &lt;LI&gt;Sylvie stays in Old Ivy, talks about Mael&#039;s engagement with Loga, Vicky gets mentioned &lt;LI&gt;Sebs goes to theatre, Brannig mentioned by two men   &lt;LI&gt;Sebs goes back to Fortuna&#039;s shrine for a second round &lt;LI&gt;Sylvie asks Riya about Lady Luck&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; <br />
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<i>Day the third</i> <br />
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sebs wakes up at shrine, slips out before Auker asks him for his name &lt;LI&gt;Ludovic visits Old Ivy, Sylvie goes to visit Fortuna&#039;s shrine &lt;LI&gt;Sebbie, meanwhile, visits Old Ivy and has tea with Gemma and Riya &lt;LI&gt;Sylvie returns to Old Ivy: Sebs returns to Fortuna&#039;s shrine and gets squeezed hard for information by Auker&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; <br />
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<i>Day the fourth</i> <br />
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sylvie and Riya talk about dreams while making breakfast &lt;LI&gt;Sebs visits graveyard, spots odd men &lt;LI&gt;Sylvie visits House Crow and Sebbie while on the way to meet a mage &lt;LI&gt;Sebbie leaves to visit Fortuna&#039;s shrine while Sylvie goes to meet the mage; gets intercepted by Old Lady&#039;s faithful and wakes up outside the city only to be told a few harsh truths &lt;LI&gt;Sylvie leaves word about mage not being home &lt;LI&gt;Sebs almost catches the person breaking into his room&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; <br />
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<i>Day the fifth</i> <br />
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sebs wakes up, goes to talk to Mister Crow about burglar after breakfast: is given Sylvie&#039;s message &lt;LI&gt;Mr Crow names the thief as Kirrya  &lt;LI&gt;Sebs meets sister Auker, asks about mages &lt;LI&gt;Sylvie and Riya set tarpaulin outside and chitchat, Ludovic visits &lt;LI&gt;Sebs arrives to ask questions&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;]]></description>
            <dc:creator>Neverwashere</dc:creator>
            <category>Sebastian and Sylvie</category>
            <pubDate>Sat, 29 Dec 2007 15:44:14 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Random Encounter OOC (60 replies)</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[ I just wanted to say that humble beginnings are so very nice.]]></description>
            <dc:creator>Neverwashere</dc:creator>
            <category>Sebastian and Sylvie</category>
            <pubDate>Thu, 22 Mar 2012 20:43:24 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Random Intermission story (335 replies)</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[ Wearing only her shirt, Sylvie stood near the window of their rented room. She squinted up in the little mirror and combed through her hair with her fingers, she could still not make out her natural hair colour showing at the roots. Good. They had cooked up a dye from walnut husks before they had reached the main road; if word got out about their actions in Canyet, their unusual colours would be sure to feature in descriptions. Still drawing looks could not be helped, thanks to dark skin for Sylvie and bright eyes for Sammeh, but it was something. <br />
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That, and the names. She was starting to get used to thinking &quot;Sammeh&quot; instead of &quot;Sebastian&quot;, but she could not think of herself as &quot;Eda&quot;, completely. It was camouflage. At least she had had some time to get used to answering to the name.  <br />
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&lt;em&gt;I hope we can drop the act after passing Hilyet.&lt;/em&gt;  <br />
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Sylvie pushed the thought aside, and the mirror back in its case, and walked the short distance to the bed, where Sammeh was at work.]]></description>
            <dc:creator>Anke</dc:creator>
            <category>Sebastian and Sylvie</category>
            <pubDate>Wed, 03 Oct 2012 14:06:23 +0200</pubDate>
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