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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 2:08 pm
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Iseck turned and went out of the bunker and went right through the forrest and she sighed leaning on a tree, she held the useless pick in her hands, she remembered the days when she lived with her family, mining and smithing, she cryed, this man, this "Grom," treated her like a foot soldier, like her father treated her. She cryed harder, why did she have to meet that piggish man who inticed her with such strong ale. her lead heart already cold went colder. No sympathy from anyone, no love from one who needs love in return, she held the pick up to her sad stone heart, and she picked up her axe, the thing she created was going to kill her... unless some one decided to make a mirical for her, and show her what kindness really was. (SHE WILL KILL HERSELF UNLESS WHAT IS STATED ABOVE HAPPENS!!!!)
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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2009 12:41 am
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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2009 1:12 am
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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2009 10:56 am
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(YAY SHE LIVES!!!!!) Iseck loked at the other gnome and hugged him, crying on him. (I'ma adda new charachter OKAYSYIES?!) Linx stormed silently through the forrest, he stoped and heard the sob of a gnome, he shrugged the sound off and he went to the barracks he was on a mission from Tithe, he had to speek to Grom, "GROM YOU INNSOLENT MAN YOU!!!!" Linx was large, and he had arms as thick as tree branches, and legs twice that size, he himself was like a tree, he was also verry racist, he being a elfen troll and all... (Half elf and half troll.) His firey mane flew behind him and he looked toward the map rooms, when he was slapped on the back, "DAMn-it Grom, Tithe sent me! It told me that you were given a gnome today and that that gnome was a smithy. Look I don't care what you told the damn gnome, Tithe told me that teh north barrack is low on arrows and spears, look that's all we need okay?" Linx looked back over at Grom, "OH! and I need all of my blades sharpened, and Tithe said I was to stay with you here in the west barracks."
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2009 2:15 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 4:39 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 7:54 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 8:52 pm
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Linx nodded to the man who he grew up with, they were like brothers, "alright," he ran into the forrest and saw twink, "TWINK! YOu- are near a female gnome, and thats nice, but Grom wants a man by the name of Iseck, and your self, the golems are in sight." "Iseck, the loved one, huh," he thought to himself.
Iseck glared at the large man, "LOOK BUSTER I'M NOT INLOVE WITH THIS GNOME! I'M ISECK AND DON'T MESS WITH ME!!!" She pointed at his chest. "Now Twink my axe, I'm mad I'mma kill something. but first I nust attack this man and serch his body for ale." Iseck tackles Linx not making him flinch, she searched his body but no alcohol to speek of. "damn, well lets kill things."
"Grom not letting you have any ale eh?" Linx laughed.
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 9:28 am
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 12:41 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 12:40 am
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 9:54 am
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 2:28 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 3:20 pm
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Syromoc rushed into a building on the side as the rebels took precious time to load their cannon. He was met by a rather bulk man, rushing at him with a cleaver raised in his hand. Syromoc quickly grabbed a dagger from his belt and threw directly at the man's wrist. It hit it's mark, and the man dropped his weapon, collapsing with pain. Syromoc made no hesitation ending the man's life. He retrieved his dagger from the corpse, and looked at the capital building through a nearby window. It wasn't long before he heard the crying of a child. He left the window and walked into the next room. There he found the source of the noise: an infant cradled by it's mother, cowering in the corner of the room. In front of them was a young boy, holding a sword much to big for him. Syromoc was stunned by the look of fear in the boy's eyes. He felt a sense of resemblance about it. But he was even more stunned as the boy came at him, and ran the blade through his right arm. Syromoc through the boy off of him, and drew the sword from his arm. He looked at the boy, who had joined his mother and sibling. Syromoc dropped the weapon, and quickly made his exit. He left the noble's district and found Engrath waiting for him, who seemed to be finished with the poor district. "Engrath, we must return to give our report to the king. It seems that staying here any longer would only result in loss." He mounted the wyvern, applying pressure to his wound, and Engrath took off.
((I know it's a hell of a post, but I've been away for a bit, so I'm trying to catch up. (Sounds a bit odd, since Syromoc's soloing it...))
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