Conrade Wulfe
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Post: 55295621_181 created on Fri Nov 06, 2009 1:46 pmPosted: Fri Nov 06, 2009 1:46 pm
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" We are not the same rank.. i hold the Title of War-master, meaning i control a army of Valtan, but i am not as rigid about ranks with officers.....I am also a Paladin... " he said with a shrug... This was too strange. He woudl have to think of a reason to get away from these women and back to killing Dark Ones. Especially that little witch, he woudl enjoy killing her slowly...
" Call me what you wish. War-Master, Paladin, Anderson... " he said He grabbed the blade between his hands, twisting it out of her grip before catching his hammer as it fell. He feet had not moved. Then she stuttered something and walked off. Alexander look around, then turned and walked back to his army, still camped were they had been since the scout attacks. He would find out the condition of the men, then he would sleep. He hadn't slept in about 3 days.. so he was quite tired. And hungry. He accepted the cheers of the men, who had found out about the rescue and assumed it had been Alexander, because sending anyone else would have been down right stupid. He was too tired to explain, so he simply accepted the cheers, found out no one had died in his absence, then promptly collapsed in his tent after eating most of a roast pig. He lay sprawled out on his bed. He hadn't even bathed or dressed his wound, that was how badly he needed sleep. |
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