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 Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 10:30 am
(Gah. OkOkOk!!!)
Its a sword similar to the sword that the lady had. Silvery, golden hilt and beautiful engravings.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 10:34 am
(sorry)
zamos picks up the strange sword and puts it in his bag
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 10:38 am
(...Thief! Nasssty thief!)
When he had safely stolen the sword a harsh voice called behind him.
"Zamos the elf"
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 10:40 am
(it was shiny!)
Zamos looked up and saw the person that had called his name "yes" he said calmly
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 10:45 am
(If you saw a lightsaber, would you grab the blade because it's shiny?)
"Come with me. Your test will begin now"
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 10:46 am
(No)
"alright"he says and follows the man
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 10:50 am
What he entered wasn't a normal room. It looked like the forest tat Zamos had grown in.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 10:51 am
"what is this place?" he asks looking around the room
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 10:53 am
The man didn't answer. He had vanished. When Zamos looked around he saw that the place was very much like his home.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 10:54 am
"hey what is this?" he yelled getting angry
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 11:00 am
No answer was heard. The birds sang beautifully.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 11:02 am
"what do i have to do?" he screamed extremely loudly
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 11:04 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 11:06 am
Zamos looks around and starts to wander around
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 11:09 am
(Finally!)
He came into his own village. e regognized everything in there, every tree, every stone and even himself.
Zamos looked at Zamos who was carving a piece of wood while sitting on a stone.
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