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 Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2004 6:33 pm
9 walked out of a random building and looked around the streets. Her right hand was on the hilt of the White Rose sword as she walked around with a frown on her face.
"Why have you called me back so soon? What's going on around here?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2004 7:07 pm
After making a few rounds 9 sighed. There was nothing here and yet teh town still called her. They asked for a safe building and feared the shadows.
"Will someone tell me what's going on here!!!"
9 yelled as she headed back to the inn
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2004 7:17 pm
Three men greeted 9 as she walked into the inn. She didn’t say a word as she when straight up the stairs and into the room she was given.
Man 1- “She seems mad.”
Man 2- “I would be mad to if I was her.”
Man 3- “Maybe we shouldn’t call her so much”
Man 1- “It’s her job not ours!”
Man 3- “Maybe…. But it’s our fault.”
In the room 9 laid out on the bed and stared up as the ceiling quietly. She wanted to rest and put everything behind her. She still had a job to finish and time was running out.
“I need the Black and Red swords… Xol and Mastema have one each, Flip!”
She muttered to herself.
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2004 7:27 pm
* enters the gohst town* quiet.... * he begins to look around and peek threw open doors*
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2004 7:34 pm
* wanders the streets looking for something to do* nothing, compleatly abandond * kicks up some dust* I wonder if I can find some healing items?
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2004 7:39 pm
Things dont feal right around here * he bends down and touches the ground*
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2004 7:54 pm
One of the men in the Inn left after a while as the other to talked.
Man 1- “Who cares if she gets the stupid things… It has nothing to do with us!”
Man 3- “9’s ancestors where responsible for building the Rose swords so many years ago. Years had pasted when her grandfather had a change of heart and wanted to set right everything he did. He places made a deal with a god to have one person every generation born to hunt the swords. If they failed to destroy the swords before there 20th birthday then they would die a slow and painful death. Many generations had past and the duty of finding and destroying the swords have now fallen on 9. She is now 19 and has one year left tell she to dies like the rest of her family.”
Man 1- “So…”
Man 3- “If she dies there will be no one left to try and get rid of the swords and that's VERY bad news for us.”
Man 1- “Oh…”
The men quickly stop talking as 9 walked down the stairs. They smiled and moved out of her was as she took a seat.
9- “May I get a snack place.”
Man 3- “Sure… I’ll be right back”
*both men run off to leave 9 alone in the lobby.*
*As Breg looks around two men come out to greet him*
man 1- "May we help you sir?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2004 8:17 pm
~Walks into town looking around~
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2004 8:24 pm
* a elderly man walks up to Rusvul*
"Hello and welcome to Enid, may I help you sir?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2004 8:27 pm
~Walks by the elderly man not even noticing him~
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2004 8:29 pm
9 sat quiwtly in the lobby, brumming her fingers on the table as she waited.
*the man followed Rusvul*
"Sir if you are tired there is an inn or are you hungry?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2004 8:31 pm
~Stops and looks at one of the buildings~
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2004 8:34 pm
Man- "Sir... are you deff? Why won't you speak. I hope your not here to start trouble..."
9 stood up from her table and moved to the front porch as she heard the man outside. As she spotted Rusvul she folded her arms and leaned int he door way
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2004 8:35 pm
~Sees the old man and pulls off his headphones~
..Did you want something???...
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2004 8:37 pm
old man- "The question was do you want something?"
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