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 Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2008 8:29 pm
Maigo looked to the side and whispered back to Varnis, "Just be ready. If a fight breaks out, I'll have you out of those ropes in a second. I don't look forward to having to fight those two ogres though so lets just follow Clendyx's lead for now."
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Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2008 9:42 pm
Tell me how you wish to proceed Clendyx, and I will take it from there. mrgreen
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Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2008 2:09 pm
Clendyx told Varnis to take the lead, then realized something. "Did that man tell us his name?" He brought them back under cover, and muttered, "Damn."
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Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2008 3:06 pm
"Do you think we have to tell him out names though?" He asked the group as he waited for the response.
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Posted: Tue Apr 15, 2008 12:29 pm
"They'll probably ask for your name to make sure you're a scout. We need to think of a new plan."
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 3:09 am
((Oh, guys, I just found someone who finished a tournament, if you're interested. They look like they have a solid defence.))
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 10:49 pm
((Sounds alright to me. Sorry I haven't been on. Lots of school projects.))
"I honestly am out of ideas. I'll admit that walking in there is a bad idea unless we can even the odds in our favor. Our objective is to get to Dorvo, but those Ogres need to be taken care of." Maigo sat back and pondered their situation, unconsciously fingering the amulet under her robes.
Looking down, Maigo's eyes brightened. "I might have an idea. What if I sent the guardian in to lead the Ogres away. It can take their attacks. Meanwhile we confront Dorvo. When the Ogres return we will have already dealt with the main threat and we can just get out of here."
Maigo hoped her plan had merit, but it was all she could think of. Maybe Clendyx or Varnis would come up with something though.
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2008 2:51 am
((Let me try to get him.))
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Posted: Sun Apr 20, 2008 9:25 am
((I'll wait to post until he or she gets here. I can wait for a little bit until they do. No rush.))
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2008 1:36 pm
((I had to work, and I couldn't get on for a while - sorry 'bout that. Could I get an entrance?))
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Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2008 2:33 pm
Clendyx the Mailman ((I had to work, and I couldn't get on for a while - sorry 'bout that. Could I get an entrance?)) (Post your Stats so I can add them to the roster, and we can continue.) While the team cowers in the bushes and tries to decide what to do, a low whisper echoes through each of your skulls; "Anything I can help you folks with?" (This be your entrance, Alecks)
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Posted: Thu Apr 24, 2008 10:30 am
Maigo let out a small "eep" when she heard the voice, but quickly stifled it. Whirling around, she prepared to case her worst spell at whatever minion had just snuck up on them.
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Posted: Thu Apr 24, 2008 3:15 pm
Clendyx also turned around, wondering if it was who he thought it was.
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Posted: Thu Apr 24, 2008 3:31 pm
Username: Clendyx the Mailman
Character name: Alecks, Devoted Defender (24)
Attack: 0
Defense: 8(14)
Combat Dice: 1d6 (2)
Magic: 0
Life: 25(5)
Equip: 8
Abilities: Defender x1
Items: (E)Light Armor, (E)Shield, (E)Council Badge, Force Field, Stealth Suit, (E)Healing Potion, Shop Ticket, Strength Potion, Defense Potion, Combat Potion, Goblin Patroller Token, elixir, Holybane (E6,????)
Spells: none
Actions: Taunt, Shield Bash, Spell Block, Special Block
Special Locations: SOM School for girls, Mecha Heavy Industries
Money: 550
CP1
Alecks came out from one of the bushes, and sent, When I heard that you were going after Dorvo, I felt you'd need help. What's the situation?
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Posted: Thu Apr 24, 2008 3:32 pm
Varnis' hand went right to his sword as he heard the voice. Turning around, he started to draw it as he was expecting some sort enemy to be standing there. Relaxing his grip on his sword, he looked at the new comer. "Who are you?!?" He asked in a sharp hushed voice, as his hand stayed on the hilt of his sword.
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