*polgara gets up and smiles*
ok... Rick... i have a room for you both just up the stairs it's the second one on the right.
*as they walk up the stairs pol's face fall*
Pol: ok so i know nothing about them and i have no D to help me on this... a least i have belth
*belth comes walking down the stairs back words, pointing. when he looks at Pol he has a small amount of drool hanging from his face*
Belth: who was THAT???
*pol looking at the bar*
Pol: oh thats just Darkness's mother and father... *she looks at him*... urm you have something on ya chin my dear *smiles evily as belth wips him chin and glears at her*

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

Unknown's feet are on the table as he watched the proceedings unnoticed.  "hmmm, some interesting developements..."

[suddenly another Warpgate opens, and out step Darkness and Aladar.....along with 5 other very different guys.]

Pol: DARKNESS!!! [launches herself around Darkness' neck] I missed you.

Darkness: I missed you too.

Pol:[looking behind Darkness, at the 5 new people] Uuuuummmm who are they?

Darkness: Oh yeah of course let me introduce you. These are my five top generals and very good friends. [Darkness points at the man that greeted him when he arrived in Dark World] This is my absolute nr.1 general. meet Jake Godsworth, also known as Blade.

Blade:[goes over and bows to Pol] A pleasure to meet you miss.

Pol: A pleasure.

Darkness: Next off is Jack Godsworth also known as Assasin.

[A man looking 19 steps up, as he does Pol's jaw almost drops to the floor. A more perfect man has never walked the face of the earth. His long dark purple hair tied in a ponytail behind him, his red eyes shining like rubies. Wearing a tight black leather vest, blue jeans, and white nike shooes, sitting on a body that the God's envy, Women must have him, men wants to be him. By looks alone he makes women faint and straight men turn queer.]

Jack:[walks over to Pol, kneels down, takes her hand and kisses it] It is me an honor Señorita.

[Pol blushes furiously, and almost faints.]

Pol: I-I am honored..t-to meet you.

Aladar: think it was a good idea to bring him along?

Darkness: Don't worry, Pol's not a normal woman, she can resist...oh and by the way he and Jake are brothers, Jake being the elder. And that brings us to Johan Swartzenbaum.

[A very big man comes over to Pol, towering 2 meters and 30 centimeters, and with a muscular body that would make all of the worlds bodybuilders green with envy. He has no hair.]

Johan:[kneels down to the hight of Pol] Es ist mir ein vergnügen sie zu treffen fraulein.

Pol: za?

Darkness: He says "It's a pleasure to meet you madam", don't worry, he speaks English too. Then there's Kenneth Løvdal also knows as Raider.

[A man a little higher than Darkness walks over to Pol. His hair is brown and his eyes are green.]

Raider:[Walks past Pol] Yo.

Darkness: Don't mind him, he's always like that to all people. That leaves us with Yaiko Shogun or Wizard.

[A man in a very nice multi colored robe walks over to Pol.]

Wizard:[smiles sweetly] It is a pleasure to meet you m'lady, I do look toward to yours and Lord Darkness' binding.

[All of Darkness' friends gather in the bar and get's a drink.]

Darkness: They all demanded to come to my wedding and to meet my wife to be. I hope you don't mind.

Unknown nearly spat out his beer when Darkness said Generals.  "he has GENERALS?  why the heck does an angel want me to defend a guy with an entire army that is willing protect him?"  Unknown remains calm however and apparently has yet to be noticed.  The scarf was acting like a normal scarf.

*polgara looks round the now filling tavern. her face kinda lost it's smile, for darkness now had all of his friends and his mother and father; and she oln has, her mother, belth, a old man [but see know more of it] and the bunnie. she tought about asking Garion to come but the she would be making her world lose the "overlord". she she would have to do her best to make it all work out. she walks over to the bar and gets her self a drink and sits down on to of the bar. she looks about the room and her eyes fall on Old Wolf. at first he was just sits at the bar looking about the same has he but he then looked over at Pol. his blue eyes had a searching look to them. he walks over to her and sits down.*
Old Wolf: well... this looks like a good out come. *he pulls a fant smile. she doesn't say anything back. she just looks at him*
Old wolf: come now... you have me and you mother... *when he sees that that is not working he looks over at darkness* well... who else would you like to have my dear? *he looks back. pol looks at the floor*
Pol: is no one i can think of other than my father, my mother, and belth.
*He smiles at that*
Old Wolf: [well could it be anymore plainer] we.. we're he my dear... *he hugs her*
Pol: thank you father

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

Darkness:[whisles] Yo Pol, I brough someone else along too.

Pol:[thinking] Oh God more friends.

Voice: you don't look very happy to see me sister.

[Pol suddenly snaps to attention and turns towards the voice, a little infront of the Warpgate stands her sister Belgaran and her husband Riva Iron-Grip.

Darkness: Oh right, did I forget to tell you that I found Riva? He accepted my offer and now lives in dark world with Belgaran.

Belgaran:[wiping a small tear away] I'm so happy, first I'm reunited with the love of my life, and now my dear sister is getting married.

*looks at beldaran in slight terror since he knows what happens if his life light extinuishes*

oki i am NOT gonna get killed this time.

*feels a sudden urge to make a cuddle attack on polgara*

Muuuuuussssttt..................... RESIST....URGE.....

NIRVANA!!!!!!!!

*Aladar whips out his hands from his clothes jumps toward polgara*

AGE OF MYTHOLIGY CUDDLE ATTACK REVISED!!!

*aladar is now lieing ontop of polgara and cuddles her. aka gives her a big hug but it can be mistaken for something else*

((*roflhhof* [rolls on floor laughing her head off] yer i missed you to hun *thinks "Belth is gona kill me"* ^_^ and Oh bollox it has to be me bros b-Day that you come on line!!! and i can only get on now [1:04 [my time]] *pouts*))

*polgara is now laying on the floor with Aladar on top off her.when she looks up at her father he has a very confused look on his face*
Pol: father, the guy on top of me is Aladar
*she looks at aladar*
Aladar thats my father Belgarath
*Aladar soon gets up off of pol and smiles at him*
Aladar: nice to meet ya
*Belgarath pulls a rude face and nods*
Belgarath: i dont know if i could say the same...

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

(im drunk so bear with me)

*Aladar  looks at belgarath*

dont sweat it im the comic gesture of pols life without me her life would be no fun

*shakes belgaraTHS HAND*

hey there

*goes to the bar*

POL BEER NOW .....please

((Hmm i can tell anyways...))

*Polgara smiles at her father and then a Beer appears in front of Aladar. When she turns to Darkness and sees her sister starring at Aladar in shock she smiles*
Polgara: well what can i say...
*She looks at her father is face has dropped and he is as white as a sheet. Then her mother walks down the stairs and goes the same color. Pol looks between them all and pulls a small smile*
Polgara: urm.... yer...... they now live in the Dark world... *when she sees that what she has just said has done nothing she walks over to the bar and to Aladar and sits. A BIG bottle of vodie appears in her hand*
Pol: [talking to self] not good not good...
*Beldran smiles at her mother and father. Poledra regains her self and grins back [witch is very reared thing] and walks over. Then the hugs her*
Poledra: it's lovely to see you in the flesh my dear...
*Poledra then looks at Belgarath*
Well are you going to come and say hello...
*When he doesn't do or say anything. She glears at him*
... She isn't going to go anywhere... so you are going to have to in the end so you might as well do it now.
*Belgarath tears selling in his eyes walks over to her and grabs her. When she sees that she is as solid as a rock he smiles. He embraces her so tightly she can’t breath [not that see needs to but you get the pic]. Pol looks up at them. When she sees that her father is now hugging her she smiles. But there is an old feeling running trough her vanes again. The one of Jealousy, not one of her sister but one of her father. For when they were children and their father came back to them, she was comply devoted with him and she hated it. She looks at Aladar*
Well that’s it... i mater no more.
*She pulls a faint smile*

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

*Aladar looks at polgara*

damn girl you know you matter

*grabs her wrist spilling her vodie*

pol: YOU SPILLED MY VODIE

i know i have to show u something

*while still holding her wrist Aladar teleports into the past*

Pol: i didnt know u had the power to go into the past

i have in certain situations speacial ones that is

(i have to finish this when im sober but pol ur in the past right now to be continued)

((WHY ARE YOU NOT ON MSN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!))

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

Unknown watches all the action.  "this is a wierd crowd...  a vampire, an angel, several other people who I was NOT briefed on.  Wow, this sounds like a cheesy spy movie"  Unknown laughs a little at that thought.

 

((I'm gonna be bringing back C-Unknown.  Mainly cause S-Unknown really has nothing to do....  And it will give me a chance to give S-Unknown more background.))

(resume pols in the past with me, im sober so i gotta finish this)

*standing in the past with pol*

well here we are pol

pol: where is here exactly

we are in your past i wanted to show you that you do matter!!

*polgara sees all the good in her life, Darkness, belth, and of course moi *

see if you didnt matter anything you would not get married in the future erh present u know what i mean, and all of these people love you for who you are, sure life has its downsides but hey thats life, the point is we all love you and you do matter.

*grabs polgaras wrist and returns to the present aka back to the tavern*

i hope you have seen enough to start believing in yourself and realise that you do matter

*hugs polgara and goes to the bar*

another beer someone anyone my powers are exhausted

((still with the why are you not on MSN!!!!!))

*polgara smiles when Aladar hugs her. and when they walk back into the tavern she hand him a beer*
Pol: their you go and thank you
*pol then looks over the tavern. every one was seted and walk talking to one enother. she know somewhere in her mind that it wan't going to last it never really does in this place. she looks at Belthazar he mind on that thought*

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...