http://sundren.games/wiki/index.php?action=history&feed=atom&title=Sol_SunderkinSol Sunderkin - Revision history2026-04-18T17:00:05ZRevision history for this page on the wikiMediaWiki 1.38.2http://sundren.games/wiki/index.php?title=Sol_Sunderkin&diff=5207&oldid=prevKunoichi at 04:52, 31 December 20092009-12-31T04:52:56Z<p></p>
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</table>Kunoichihttp://sundren.games/wiki/index.php?title=Sol_Sunderkin&diff=5202&oldid=prevKunoichi at 04:09, 31 December 20092009-12-31T04:09:19Z<p></p>
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<tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The sickness continued to persist to the point of complete degradation of otherwise simple tasks. Frequently she would enter fits of coughing as blood poured from her lips, leaving her paler than normal and without the stamina to care. Darkened black veins surfaced under her flesh which trailed from her wounds to the extremities of her body. They had continued to crawl with each passing day as the symptoms worsened and anemia quickly rooted itself. It was not until Mizrahi had visited with an unusually placed concern for her health that it was officially investigated. With little speculation the condition was a result of the artifact's power effecting her vital systems, having poisoned her blood. Though the sword was just as deadly to any mortal its effects had been specifically catered to abolishing demonkin and therefor should only manifest in that case. Therefor it was investigated and concluded that Sol did possess the qualification of falling under the blade's energies as Mizrahi revealed her distant bloodline after ritual preparation---the source of her raw talent, tanar'ri lineage. It was such a distant relation as to warrant her neither weakness or strength of the kind, but the artifact had tasted her blood as otherwise. Her physical manifestations were apparent enough, yet verified now, and the condition would only worsen until she <del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">were </del>reduced to nothing.</div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The sickness continued to persist to the point of complete degradation of otherwise simple tasks. Frequently she would enter fits of coughing as blood poured from her lips, leaving her paler than normal and without the stamina to care. Darkened black veins surfaced under her flesh which trailed from her wounds to the extremities of her body. They had continued to crawl with each passing day as the symptoms worsened and anemia quickly rooted itself. It was not until Mizrahi had visited with an unusually placed concern for her health that it was officially investigated. With little speculation the condition was a result of the artifact's power effecting her vital systems, having poisoned her blood. Though the sword was just as deadly to any mortal its effects had been specifically catered to abolishing demonkin and therefor should only manifest in that case. Therefor it was investigated and concluded that Sol did possess the qualification of falling under the blade's energies as Mizrahi revealed her distant bloodline after ritual preparation---the source of her raw talent, tanar'ri lineage. It was such a distant relation as to warrant her neither weakness or strength of the kind, but the artifact had tasted her blood as otherwise. Her physical manifestations were apparent enough, yet verified now, and the condition would only worsen until she <ins style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;">was </ins>reduced to nothing.</div></td></tr>
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</table>Kunoichihttp://sundren.games/wiki/index.php?title=Sol_Sunderkin&diff=5201&oldid=prevKunoichi at 04:08, 31 December 20092009-12-31T04:08:30Z<p></p>
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</table>Kunoichihttp://sundren.games/wiki/index.php?title=Sol_Sunderkin&diff=5200&oldid=prevKunoichi at 04:06, 31 December 20092009-12-31T04:06:35Z<p></p>
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<tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>News of Vachbathus' defeat littered the gossip of the lands in the coming days, though inviting little relief to Sol's deteriorating condition. The Unbound Blade was said to have been destroyed when lodged into the heart of the demon. It was a great relief to her consciousness, a mistake she would never make again, though she wondered as to the fate of Snow. There had been little talk of his whereabouts and her illness had taken priority. Her right arm suffered such tremendous damages from her affliction that it was entirely unusable now. Though simply an ashen piece of dead flesh it was not removed without great pain, and replaced shortly after with a mechanical prosthetic. Sol's extensive knowledge of golem engineering had at least been able to benefit her this much---a usable arm. Mizrahi had expressed that there were only a few ways in which they could quell the effects of the curse. It were to be this or else her fate were to be rebuilding atrophied limbs until her eventual death. In haste, they organized all possible avenues of treatment until settling on a particular method that was sure to at least slow down the current process of degradation.</div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>News of Vachbathus' defeat littered the gossip of the lands in the coming days, though inviting little relief to Sol's deteriorating condition. The Unbound Blade was said to have been destroyed when lodged into the heart of the demon. It was a great relief to her consciousness, a mistake she would never make again, though she wondered as to the fate of Snow. There had been little talk of his whereabouts and her illness had taken priority. Her right arm suffered such tremendous damages from her affliction that it was entirely unusable now. Though simply an ashen piece of dead flesh it was not removed without great pain, and replaced shortly after with a mechanical prosthetic. Sol's extensive knowledge of golem engineering had at least been able to benefit her this much---a usable arm. Mizrahi had expressed that there were only a few ways in which they could quell the effects of the curse. It were to be this or else her fate were to be rebuilding atrophied limbs until her eventual death. In haste, they organized all possible avenues of treatment until settling on a particular method that was sure to at least slow down the current process of degradation.</div></td></tr>
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</table>Kunoichihttp://sundren.games/wiki/index.php?title=Sol_Sunderkin&diff=5199&oldid=prevKunoichi at 03:50, 31 December 20092009-12-31T03:50:20Z<p></p>
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