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 Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2007 9:00 pm
Rin flew quickly along the road to Atalan, looking around for any other sign of life. Seeing there wasn't any, she sped up. "I hope I get there soon" she said out loud to herself. As the exit came up she slowed down a little.
(Exit to: Atalan)
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2007 11:03 am
Nightfall had decended on the traveling party. Many nocturnal noises were present and molic was trying his hardest to solidify a tough act to hide that fact that he was scared. Boe and Strale lead them, lost in either conversation or trying not to get lost on the way to gutre.
Molic's eye twitched at the sudden hop of a cricket. Shiva giggled in her Faerie way and snuck up behind Molic. She bit his earlob and his act dropped instantly. While he screamed, the subcontious magic casted a summon spell one two horses someelse and brought them here. All was quiet during the akward staring phase of such an arrival until Boe spoke, "Great we can get there a little faster."
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2007 6:56 pm
Strale was just asking Boe a question about what they would do when they arrived in Gutre, when Molic did his little summoning act. He stared, but had decided not to be surprised by anything Molic did. Magic was too unpredictable to be surprised by it. "Actually..." Strale started, starting to feel slightly embarrassed, "I've never ridden a horse before. I'm not sure if one will carry me because of...what I am. Tigerals don't do too well with normal animals," he finished, trying to stop his face from going red.
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2007 7:52 pm
((It's so tempting to be cute.... twisted ))
"Easy, it's just a horse so you should be able to out run it or at least keep up with it...or you could swollow your pride, ride with me, and make Molic run."
Molic's face was priceless.
Boe gave his statement a second thought, "...Then again it might try to buck both of us...."
Boe shifted his gase from the horses to molic then to strale. An Idea seeded but wasn't fully developed so his glase bounced form molic to strale until it stayed on Strale with a glimmer of mischief.
"We could all ways make him summon some other beast...but then again his magic only works when he's scared," a cruel smile hinted his meaning.
Molic was confused and Shiva giggled then stared down at Molic with the same glimmer of mischief.
(I couldn't find a straight escape route out of that one.)
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2007 5:55 pm
Strale had not responded while Boe talked, but he did find the conversation amusing, especially the last thing he said. His face lit up at this and he nodded, "That seems like it might work. I'll need a skud though. They will let me ride them once I tame it. More my style of animal actually." He kept up this manner of pleasant talking and positioned himself so that Molic couldn't see his hands. In this way, he slowly started extending his claws to their full length and he winked at Boe out of Molic's field of vision.
(You know what a skud is? If not, go to the World of Joura Information subforum and the Creatures thread.)
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2007 1:17 am
((yes I know what a skud is... but that's not what you're gonna get. twisted This is better))
Molic sreamed and the subcontious magic spiked out a very powerfull morphing spell. The two horses changed into elephant sized chickens.
"Um, will that do," Boe asked.
One of the chickens clucked looking down at them and fire flowed from its beak as if it were a dragon. Molic screamed and another summoning spell was cast.
In a flash of light, an army of rabid squarrils dressed in commando vests and rombo head bands with bombs on their apeared out of no where and ran to attack and suicide-bomb the band of travelers.
((...I've had time to think about this....))
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2007 2:27 pm
(... eek
... gonk
... domokun domokun domokun )
Strale jumped back from the chickens and the fire they spat. A form of basilisk?, he thought, but they were gone by then. Suddenly, the squirrels appeared out of nowhere. At their appearance, Strale glanced over at Boe, "I would assume things are always this crazy with you guys? Oh...and I really want to kill Molic right now...very, very badly." He started backing up away from the squirrels, thinking on what they should do. I can't fight bombs, but...his gaze traveled over to Molic. That will do. With an incredibly loud roar, Strale leaped right at Molic, his claws fully extended.
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2007 9:03 pm
((Ok, ok I just wanted to get some fun in before we had to be serious....))
Molic screamed and ran in circles around Boe makeing Strale chase him. two spells were cast, a summoning spell and a rage spell. The rage spell was cast on one of the chickens who started to attack the squarrils. the summoning spell called forth a a silver griffion. Stale was too angery to notice the change by now and Molic cast a third spell. this one brainwashed the griffon into thinking Strale was its master.
(( heart it's still not a skud but its better than the chicken!))
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 7:26 am
(I was thinking skud or griffon anyways, but the skud just seemed easier.)
Strale stopped chasing Molic after he had cast spells to, pretty much, stop the earlier cast ones. He put a hand on Molic's head, "Good job." Then he turned to the griffon and eyed it. I can handle one of those...but flying? It wasn't the best of things for him, but he would try it nonetheless. Then, he turned back to Boe, "Shall we get going then?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2007 10:31 am
((Skuds are not the most hansom of creatures in my opinion and when you have a charactor who is limited but all powerful...go for gold right? There is a suprise waiting for us in Gutre that should add a sprinkle of intrest to the sub plot. twisted ))
Boe, after being used as a May-Pole between a tigral and a wuss, could say little else, "You take the pretty chicken, we'll get the one that could barbique itself." He grapped a jittery molic by th waist and packed him onto the chicken before have Shiva dive the chicken in the proper direction. The travelers were off and would be in Gutre soon, now traveling in more than one style.
((exit to Gutre))
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Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2007 5:19 pm
(I'm looking forward to it. biggrin )
Strale nodded and approached the griffin. It squawked quite loudly and lowered its head. He patted it and climbed up onto its back, trying to get settled. The wings were the most annoying part, as he had to swing his legs forward so he wouldn't hit them. It wouldn't be a good thing to mess up this griffin in mid-flap.
In one smooth movement, the griffin took off and he hung on tightly to its mane of fur. Not...as...fun...as...I...thought...it...might...be... The ride was slightly jerky because of the way the griffin flapped, though not entirely uncomfortable as it could have been, most likely what a dragon flight would have been like. He tried his best to get comfortable and directed the griffin towards Gutre, following Molic and Boe, and did his best to not fall off.
(exit to Gutre
Interesting entrance we'll make.)
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Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2007 2:38 pm
Jag sang a slow song as he sat atop Lando, the SAND armies transport. Jag looked back to see his brother Volgen sitting back on equipment.
" Volgen... Why did Daygon ask us to travel the clan in day light? " Jag asked his brother.
" Because... The last fight we had, we crushed our last oppressors. Meaning no surprise attacks. We can travel when we want. Besides... The SAND men are out scouting. We are fine. "
Jag looked around.
" Yeah... i guess. But Daygons clan has... " He stopped as he looked back again seeing Daygon.
" Yes. My clan had a few enemies. But how many fights have we had... and lost. " Daygon smiled.
" ... Heh. " Jag rubbed his head and laughed.
" Lets just keep moving. We have to get to Gutre. "
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 5:27 pm
Damien walked along the side of the road.He turned around to see the transport in the distance"Wonder what they are doing?"He asked himself"Well...It has to be better then what I'm doing."He snapped his fingers and appeared closer to the transport and he tried to wave it down.
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 5:52 am
Volgen got up and stretched. He walked to the side of Lando about to relieve himself. Looking down he saw some one waving at him.
"... Hrmm? Daygon. Some one is... waving at us. "
Daygon walked to the side of Lando's shell. Daygon lifted his hand informing his hidden troops to hold on their attack.
" HELLO! WHAT CAN WE DO FOR YOU? "
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 6:31 am
Raiui strode along the road, a large, black cloak covering her body. Her brown hair cascaded from the hood, and her yellow eyes never blinked. "This cloak does well to hide my features..." she hissed under her breath. Raiui was a Werecat, and a dangerous one at that. She noticed someone trying to wave down a transport. She watched with interest, but continued walking slowly by.
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