Robert Miller
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After placing the staff into the bath of Magically Created water, Eiro looked at the other pieces of wood and then slightly sighed. These also had to be treated for a couple of days after being finished, so it might be a good idea to get them done first before making his way to Town to get the Forest-Spider Silk from Tom to use as bowstring for Sammy's bow. In the end, since they were training weapons, it was mostly important to get the shape right, and that wasn't that big a deal, really. They wouldn't…
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Eiro looked down at his new hand and started to move his fingers around a bit to see if he would really be fine, and then looked up at the notification that appeared when he thought about his connection to the hand. Over the past couple of days, the connection rose a little bit, and as it did, Eiro could move his hand around better and better, just as Nelli had suggested. It wasn't anywhere near how he could move his left hand, but Eiro honestly expected that. It was the same with his old…
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Surprised, Nelli turned toward the Imp who just made a rather unexpected request, "You want to form a contract with me?" She asked, and Eiro nodded his head in response. "Of course, why wouldn't I?" He replied, and Nelli just slightly smiled as she slowly nodded. "Fair enough…" The Spirit said quietly, and then slowly floated up to the Demon with a smile. "Are you sure you are fine with me? That would mean that for the rest of your life, as long as you don't somehow break the rules of the contract,…
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The small pile of wood-scraps that Eiro carved off of the pieces of wood the he had was slowly growing bigger and bigger as he continued on going with this work. This had to be absolutely perfect... After all, this was something that could only be seen as proof of the fact that Eiro was Jura's student for these past five years. The Demon had gathered incredible knowledge of the anatomy of a lot of different beings over the past few years, and when it came to hands, he knew an Imp's hand the best. After…
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"One... Two! THREE!" Eiro yelled as loud as he could, alone in the quiet, separated basement-room. For the past few days, he's been trying his best to continuosly overwhelm his senses to get used to the feeling of that happening, and in the process, finally managed to properly live with his new senses. It was still a bit uncomfortable, but it seemed like his body had properly adapted to this new feeling. Just now, he was simply trying to make sure he was really fine when it came to his hearing, and as…
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It was late at night, while the children were already laying in bed sleeping off their sorrow of the day, while Eiro was sitting on the rocking chair that Jura often sat in during the day, with Nelli floating right in front of him. "In case anything happens, I'm here. If you're overwhelmed, I'll cover your ears and nose in water, so breathe through your mouth if you can." Nelli explained quietly, and Eiro slowly nodded his head as he looked at the card in front of him. "Remember, the Pentacle Suit is…
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After everyone held their 'speech' about Jura, adding a shovel of dirt onto the casket each time, Eiro chose to finish up closing it on his own while the others went back inside. There wasn't any specific reason why he wanted to do it alone, he just didn't want the children to have to do it, and Eiro slowly made his way inside after he was done, and just quietly slipped out of his shoes and took the old mask out of his storage, replacing it with the new one he had been wearing on his face, before he…
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Eiro sat outside in front of the wooden statue that he himself made, but that was destroyed by James. Jura repaired it with his plants, but they withered away right when he did, so it was back in the state it was in before. Slowly from behind him, he could hear something approach, and soon felt the snout of a certain Stag tapping against his shoulder. "Hey there, Lugo… Where were you before?" The Demon asked as he turned his head toward his Familiar, who just slightly turned his head away…
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"What are you talking about..?" The Light Elf asked, just staring forward at Eiro in complete confusion. It was as if his mind and body had both shut down in response to what was currently going on, which was the only reason that Eiro could actually sling the Three of Swords around his neck so easily to take his mask off. "There… there's no way you're really that monster… That little piece of shit…" James muttered quietly as he stared at the Demon in front of him, although Eiro just glared back, sick…
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"What...?" Eiro muttered quietly as the head of the statue suddenly hit the ground, slowly turning toward the man who was responsible for this. And that person didn't stop at cutting off its head. No, he simply continued to cut into the wood over and over again, as splinters and chunks of wood flew around everywhere, nearly blocking the Demon's sight. Eiro would have been able to fix the issue with the head, but he couldn't get rid of all of this damage. But... He just wanted to show this to Jura...…
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