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 Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2009 3:10 am
"Why can't it never be cute kittens and polite discussions..." Bellamin sighed and put his right hand on his swordhilt. He stuck close to Firu, looking erratically about in a paranoid manner.
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Posted: Wed Jul 29, 2009 11:16 pm
Nothing approached you on your walk to the hut. As you reach the hut, you read a sign on the door that says 'Do Not Enter. Visitors NOT welcomed.' The door on the hut is wooden. The whole hut is made out of wood, actually.
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 12:52 am
"And I'll huff, and I'll puff and I'll blow yer house down!" Bellamin breathed in very deep and knocked on the door. He chuckled. "I remember I used to love that faerie tale." He small talked.
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 2:19 pm
"For a second I was begining to think you had experience in the reposesion trade."
While Bellamin knocks on the dore, Firu looks for any windows to see if there is anything inside. Firu keeps his sword and shield drawn just incase something is waiting to attack.
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 12:52 pm
"Go home! I don't want ta pay any of your city's stupid taxes. I dain't live in that city! Go back to the king and tell that I'm refusing and that he'll only get my money over my DEAD body. My D-E-E-D body." A voice that sounded like an old man screamed. The door remained shut.
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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2009 12:09 pm
"Sorry for the intrusion... But we're not tax collectors. Me and my friend are here to kill time. You see, we need something that can only be found in the castle grounds. Its not anything expensive or necessary to the king's wellbeing they make us wait nonetheless."
Bellamin leaned on the little wooden hut.
"I, for one, am not going to wait a month so I was thinking of breaking in and snatching it. Unfornunatly... Me and my friend are not properly equipped to break in."
Bellamin smiled. "So we're here to kill time... Unless, you know, you can point out a vile scourge to kill instead... Or mabye you could help us 'stick-it' to this tax-man king."
That was a mouthful.
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Posted: Sun Aug 09, 2009 1:25 pm
"Also we are looking for a cave that is said to be around here."
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 9:59 pm
"So, you're here to kill me? Well, GO AWAY BANDITS!!!!" He said. Ironically, his name was Tyme. Who would name their son Tyme? "Go to that cave just about 15 more miles down that path and LEAVE ME ALONE! Break in through the back gates of the castle, if you wish! Just...LEAVE ME ALONE YOU WANNA-BE-MURDERERS!!!"
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2009 11:36 am
"Wah? What who you callin' a bandit old man! We're adventurers out on a quest for a greater good... Killin an old anti-social coot like you would be a waste of time and energy." Bellamin kicked the door and did a little spin. "Come on Firu, lets kill time someplace else. Good day to you sir!" And with that, he sauntered down the path leading to the cave. The spellsword muttered something about the old man's mother.
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2009 2:51 pm
"Thank you for the information sir, have a nice day"
With that we head for the cave.
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 7:14 pm
The odd man stepped out of his house while you two stepped away from the house and threw a bucket of water in your direction. He, quickly, slammed his door shut and locked his door.
As you continued to walk, bats flew around your heads. Surprisingly, and luckily, these bats looked like regular bats and not like the bats in the forest. Nothing much, except for a few trees and some rocks here and there are to notice. The walk is pretty long and, still (if you continued to walk instead of do something in response to the water) there is about 10 more miles to walk.
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 12:02 pm
Well I don't think a crazy old man throwing watter in our direction calls for any thing to be done. Tho if he is still going crazy on us when we come back we may need to ruf him up a bit.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 11:56 am
"Fine... I won't do anything" Bellamin put something back into his pockets before looking ahead towards the winding path. "Well, atleast we get to have some time to think about what we're going to do to him if he's still doing the crazy thing."
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2009 9:29 pm
As you two continue to walk up the mountain, you get very close to the entrance and see a dead corspe. The corspe has a magical aura around it. A glowing red is moving in the background further in the cave. You can't really get a good glimpse of what is it from where you are standing. It must be only about half a mile or a bit more till the cave entrance. It has, certainly, been an uneventful walk up the mountain, except for, of course, that crazy old man named Tyme.
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Posted: Mon Sep 07, 2009 12:58 pm
"Why is it that wherever I go, I find dead corpses playing possum?" Bellamin looked at the aura emitting corpse with caution. "One of these days, Firu, I'll learn some necromancy."
Bellamin, being headstrong and rather self-cetered, drew his sword. Fully confidant that there are undead out to get him.
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