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*Septim is knocked out and a crew of Septim clones come in. One stays behind.

"Sorry for the malfunction..." mutters the replacement.

*Septim pours Cedric a Tasidian Draught.

"Meh, was hard for the old clone stationed here too...spiders...vampire boycotts...talking in ebonics..."

[[OOC: the Draught is supposed to be a strong ale with a smooth taste.  Unfortunately it appears to be much stronger than I originally anticipated.]]

*looks at the Tasidian Draught

"That's not the drink that conflicts with my nervous system is it?"

*slowly backs away from the Draught, but backs into Death Proof

"Oh hello there, I didn't see you come in. I guess I was drunk at the time...I'm Demonsul."

"Demonsul, that IS the drink that makes you all stupid and stuff."

*Cedric walks in the door and taps his clone on the shoulder.  The clone leaves and Cedric sits down*

"Good news....I have not one, but two swords forged in the pits of hell...at the cost of my uncle.  I am also married and have a son and a daughter.  Sorry I was away so long."

*leans towards Cedric

"Don't show him, he might change his name to Hell-Sword-Stolen-From-Cedric-Wielding Orc...then again, I might just be paranoid."

*Slaps Septim*

"Give me a shot and post in Prominence."

"Hell-Sword-Stolen-From-Cedric-Wielding Orc - that has a certain ring to it."

[[OOC: I am sorry, but the thread housing Prominence 2 seems to be glitching on me. I can't post in it, havn't been able to for two days. I've been waiting to see if it was just my computer. But I'm not on mine right now. When I try to click on the white box to post, it doesn't let me type! Every other thread is okay, so I'll give you guys two options.

We can either make a new thread and continue in it

or

We can stop Prominence 2...

It's all up to you...]]

"Well, my clone stationed in Cedric's universe has a new blade. Don't know much about it, he should be in shortly for show-and-tell..."

*Pelagius Septim walks in, AKA P-Septim A3-D5.

"Greetings, I am Pelagius Septim. I too went on a journey with Cedric and forged a blade from the pieces of Flarion and the ancient sword Quicksilver. I called it Firengard..." says Pelagius.

*Septim doesn't say anything due to the fact that Cedric's stories and Septim's history are two different universes entirely, he also tries to remain unnoticed, as Pelagius doesn't know he's a clone...

"...It has the power to cut through steel like butter. It is as light as a stick as well. When unsheathed, a fiery aura comes forth from it and burns whatever comes within two inches of the blade. Firengard also seems...somewhat sentient. When I hold it, it speaks to me in a strange voice that seems like the voice of Validus combined with that of my brother and sister...it is a...curious sword. When I hold it, I am given the knowledge of every Septim that has ever held the blade. Now, the barkeep there told me to come and show my sword to you people..." says Pelagius.

"You people...YOU people!?" says Count Vracula.

"This is a strange bar you have here, my friend...why are you hiding in the shadows?" says Pelagius.

"I'm not hiding..." says Septim, trying to make his voice sound different.

"Hmph...okay then..." says Pelagius, "I'll be going now, between the vampires, that giant spider, the troll, the orc, and whatever else lurks in the shadows..."

*Pelagius leaves, and Septim steps out from the shadows.

"Yeah...his Firengard is just like the ones that most Septim clones are given...alive, talks to you...it even asked to borrow my lawnmower, I have no idea what the hell a lawnmower is and why he'd need anything...he is a sword afterall..."

"That was an awkward conversation...where is the Cedric from your universe?"

[ Septim try to post in Prominence at page 3, if not make another thread.]

*Backs off a few steps*

"That was quite a hit! Don't do that again!"

*Slaps Demonsul, very hard......*

[Had net problems, that is why you see double posting, and I entered the tavern and left it like that for several minutes, so I didn't saw your post.]

[[OOC: Posted, the future of the continent is up to Delran. XD. Thanks, any idea what caused that weird post? o_O]]

*Septim slaps both Demonsul and Delran.

"I know, I wanted in on it...or is this a private brawl?"

"Heh...we had some brawls in the past...you all just forget them so quickly!"

*Sips at his drink*

*sees Septim wielding the huge spaceship, destroying most of the tavern

"Septim? Don't you think that weapon is a bit...large?"

"On second thought, neither do I?"

*gets back to trying to stab Delran

"Good point, but since I just got one of those cross-thread impulses involving your country declaring war on mine, I will just have to fight you both."

*tries a broad slice that will hack at both Septim and Delran

"Hmm...godly magic...godly sounds so much like godmod...and I don't want those commandos in here again..."

*says a counter-spell that evaporates Delran's shield, then tries to stab at Delran's head

"Someone's too *insert insulting word here* to fight..."

*decides to try and stab Septim instead

*Reenters the tavern.*

"Have you just called me *insert insulting word here*? Now that is rude! defend yourself for I am offended!"

*Draws his sword. The sword glitters with a silver light as it's iron song is heard when unsheathed. The blade catches fire. Derlan swings it toward s Demonsul.*

*Cedric unsheathes Undar from his side, the sapphire light glows as it is revealed.*

"I want to have some fun too! I have not tested my swords yet."

"I may fight Septim.  My sword should have an advantage over his Firengard.  Would be an interesting match!"

*since Delran took an offensive instead of blocking Demonsul's attack, Demonsul scores a small slash down Delran's left arm. Demonsul then uses a wave of Black Fire to deflect Delran's blade, and then the wave heads towards his chest...

[[Cedric, you just got post 6k...]]