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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2005 6:20 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2005 6:59 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2005 7:17 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2005 9:27 am
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Without delay Zefrayus and Enoki began there trek again , but faster paced. Before long the wood came to a sudden end , wide grass lands streached before them. they saw the other side of the clearing looming in the distance. creeping cautously from the edge of the forest they set off across the open field as quickly as they could. Zefrayus half expected to see a small distant figure of a hourseman on the ridge dark against the dark sky; but there was none. on they rode with great haste through the never. safe passing seemed clear until out of the forest behind came the cry of moments ago, replied by cries from the north and east. "We are surrounded!" shouted Enoki dismayed "would that we had reinforcments" two riders came from the west, one from the north, and two from the east. as the riders closed in Zefrayus and Enoki's hourses grew agressive and threw therer riders to the earth riding madly into the wiled.as even as they rose the riders were apone them, holding there ground, waiting for some command. each had different coloured eyes, one of which being blue. "Ah! the demon of the hotel!" shouted Enoki "did you like the bite of my brand Demon!? now come forth and tast it again!" shouted Enoki "HAH!" replied the demon "such mediocrity, let you blade do the talking" and with a bound he leaped from his hourse as the others did as well "and so ends the tale of Zefrayus Eshtonus, master of Gilatonarika" said the demon "for i am Exethos, and now my brand shall have it dulge of blood!"
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2005 9:45 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2005 9:54 am
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MasterBuerifire as Matthew passed from the eastern side of the south west horn of the forest he saw ahead rider closing in apone two lonesom men. with great speed Matthew rushed forward even as one of the riders dimounted and shouted words Matthews did not catch. just as matthew was apone them he drew his sord with instandly emersed itself in flame, catching the attention of the demons "Fell beasts of Aamon!" Shouted Matthew as he tore through the first demon. without hesatation Zefrayus and Enoki drew forth there swords and the skirmish hade begun. down the struck there foes and when there ruin had been smote apone the field all was silent "we did it?" asked Zefrayus "nay we did not." replied Matthew, and as thies words left his lips one of the bodies stered and rose with a lissom movment "we cant kill these demons here." said Matthew still on the guard "what can?!" asked Enoki "none as weak as you master shade!" replied Matthews grimly "now to Mirkwood before they regain there strength!" and so the three fleed to the castle
at leingth the three came to the south gate of the great castle and in they went. "so who are you, one who speaks so lightly of shades?" asked Enoki
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2005 9:57 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2005 10:32 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2005 10:35 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2005 5:00 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 10:14 am
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 2:22 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 10:54 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 11:35 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 12:14 pm
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Profile:
Name: Remiel
Age: 21
Race: Human
Gender:Male
Weapons and equipment: Healing Staff and Kunai (Throwing Knives) Powers and special abilities: Uses Healing magic and Wind offensive Magic. Spells include: Kamaitachi (a wind paralyzation spell), Razor wind, Demi Crush, and Healing magic.
Appearance: He has black, short hair, and scars his face and arms. He wears a red tunic, held up by a sturdy leather belt, and brown, baggy peasant's pants, with leatherp-plated grieves on his upper legs. Over all of this he wears a brown cloak. Personality: He seems to be consantly troubled, but he always wears a sad smile, and is very understanding. He doesn't speak often, and, although he is kind, he still has a lead-follow-or-get-out-of-the-way Attitude.
Bio: Remiel is hunting demons, but no one knows exactly why. It's not for revenge, because he has no villigance in his eyes when on the prowl. He knows where he's going, and where he comes from, and he doesn't feel the need to tell or burden others with it.
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