2nd Flight [video]
[A mildly irritated Haer'Dalis is roasting some sort of dead something, over an open fire.]
What a quaint little place this is. First they put a chip in me taking away my magic, and now these communicators give electric shocks to those who don't feel like using them.
[He sighs, as he pokes his meat on a spit, with his red handled blade Chaos.]
Might I ask if anyone here has any knowledge on where this damnable chip is, or even better, if they are capable of removing it? I'm sick and tired of being collared like some sort of mangy dog. I need to live life free of this irksome tinkering by those vultures, and I don't see any benefit in being tied to it any longer. I've heard many people speak of a fellow named cube who was capable of doing it, but I have yet to see him for myself. If you are hearing this, I would like to discuss some sort of deal to get this thing out of me.
[His face brightens up considerably though, as he changes topic]
On the other hand my fine birds, regardless of all the chaos or turmoil that you may be enjoying right now, I have another diversion I'd like to present to you. As some of you may know, I am a bard, but right now I am looking for people to form a band with. No longer shall this sparrow sing alone, who wants be part of a choir of birds, haha! Any of you berks who feel you have enough talent to impress me, come speak to me.
[With a grin, Haer'Dalis whistles a tune as he covers the screen of the video feed, leaving only these last sung words.]
♫~And so I sing this song of words,
To all you pretty little birds,
I'll fly with you, if you'll fly with me,
How long we shall last, only time can see~♫
What a quaint little place this is. First they put a chip in me taking away my magic, and now these communicators give electric shocks to those who don't feel like using them.
[He sighs, as he pokes his meat on a spit, with his red handled blade Chaos.]
Might I ask if anyone here has any knowledge on where this damnable chip is, or even better, if they are capable of removing it? I'm sick and tired of being collared like some sort of mangy dog. I need to live life free of this irksome tinkering by those vultures, and I don't see any benefit in being tied to it any longer. I've heard many people speak of a fellow named cube who was capable of doing it, but I have yet to see him for myself. If you are hearing this, I would like to discuss some sort of deal to get this thing out of me.
[His face brightens up considerably though, as he changes topic]
On the other hand my fine birds, regardless of all the chaos or turmoil that you may be enjoying right now, I have another diversion I'd like to present to you. As some of you may know, I am a bard, but right now I am looking for people to form a band with. No longer shall this sparrow sing alone, who wants be part of a choir of birds, haha! Any of you berks who feel you have enough talent to impress me, come speak to me.
[With a grin, Haer'Dalis whistles a tune as he covers the screen of the video feed, leaving only these last sung words.]
♫~And so I sing this song of words,
To all you pretty little birds,
I'll fly with you, if you'll fly with me,
How long we shall last, only time can see~♫