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Keiichi
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« Reply #45 on: January 28, 2008, 05:47:28 PM » |
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(Chaotic evil)
"Lead the way, then."
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The flight was heavenly
the sky my ocean
As I soared beyond the clouds
and golden voices called me home
You asked "Do you believe in love?"
and I shook my head
So, your sins unto me as I fall down
never to return from this land
My wings are clipped, my voice stilled,
Goodbye.
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Captain Jacobi
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« Reply #46 on: January 31, 2008, 03:07:57 AM » |
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Walking through the busy streets, the trio (sorry hamster, your to small to be noticed) make their way to the east gate. They pass through without trouble, except the odd rotten tomato thrown at the group.
Left: City of Hafalbetas
Entered: Bleak Hills
The area around lives up to its name. The area around Hafalbetas is bleak and desolate, for years of war have devestated the land. An odd cow wanders around, and a group of guards patrol down the road, headed south-east.
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Keiichi
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« Reply #47 on: January 31, 2008, 03:06:11 PM » |
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"Tell me, wood elf, do you know much about this land?"
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The flight was heavenly
the sky my ocean
As I soared beyond the clouds
and golden voices called me home
You asked "Do you believe in love?"
and I shook my head
So, your sins unto me as I fall down
never to return from this land
My wings are clipped, my voice stilled,
Goodbye.
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Captain Jacobi
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« Reply #48 on: February 01, 2008, 03:34:08 AM » |
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"I know that it used to be a great woodland area, but the magicks of the humans have devestated the land. Many creatures roamed through the area. My grandfather grew up here, when it was known as the Wood of the Ancients. The Two Horned Unicorn used to roam, but I only know of one that is left in this dreaded land, and its hidden in a cave, somewhere. Upon coming into the city, I noticed small shoots of grass growing. It warms my heart to know that even in this dreaded land life can flourish. I also know of a small grove far to the north, but it is held by my brethern and will not let anyone but me in.
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Keiichi
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« Reply #49 on: February 04, 2008, 02:58:01 PM » |
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"I am from a place far more acursed than this, and I believe.....I believe we should find somewhere safe and plan our next moves."
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The flight was heavenly
the sky my ocean
As I soared beyond the clouds
and golden voices called me home
You asked "Do you believe in love?"
and I shook my head
So, your sins unto me as I fall down
never to return from this land
My wings are clipped, my voice stilled,
Goodbye.
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Captain Jacobi
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« Reply #50 on: February 06, 2008, 05:32:37 AM » |
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"Very well... we should probably find a place to stay in Polren. Its a small town nearby, and it has a clean reputation, at least for a human town.
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Keiichi
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« Reply #51 on: February 06, 2008, 01:25:00 PM » |
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"Humans.......are you sure the wood elves are not willing to let us into their home?"
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The flight was heavenly
the sky my ocean
As I soared beyond the clouds
and golden voices called me home
You asked "Do you believe in love?"
and I shook my head
So, your sins unto me as I fall down
never to return from this land
My wings are clipped, my voice stilled,
Goodbye.
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Mill Wilkinson
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« Reply #52 on: February 07, 2008, 07:18:44 AM » |
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"considering that I'm here, I doubt it." Martti says and snickers.
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Mill Wilkinson - Police and a hunter
Matt Wilkinson - Utility Banker in Durham
Cannibal Cook - Rakmogaki who loves outsider meat
The mastermind behind these three - a proud coffeejunkie
G3N: "Why is York always the hotspot for homoerotic drama?"
And then you wonder why I left...
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Keiichi
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« Reply #53 on: February 07, 2008, 01:24:49 PM » |
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Sighing, Adin starts walking ahead of the group.
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The flight was heavenly
the sky my ocean
As I soared beyond the clouds
and golden voices called me home
You asked "Do you believe in love?"
and I shook my head
So, your sins unto me as I fall down
never to return from this land
My wings are clipped, my voice stilled,
Goodbye.
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