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 Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 2:19 pm
(wrong place bub. i made a new place specifically for us. It is part of the class, and thats why. please move to it. thanks)
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 11:45 am
Azura walked out onto the training field and over to the archery section. She drew her bow, whipped an arrow out, knocked it, added a bit of energy to it, and let fly. The arrow hit the exact middle of the target and left a smoldering hole.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 4:48 pm
Zephnir ranout onto the field, found a flat area, and began tracing a summoning circle with draconic fire. After the rune was complete. He covered himself in the fire and began chanting. "Dras varun, shak veernan, zin karlok" Over and over he chanted. With each line he finished the lines grew brighter. At the crescendo of his chanting the was a bright flash of red light. When the light had faded, in the middle of the ring there stood a dog-sized, onyx-scaled dragon. The dragon opened its eyes, and locked its gaze with Zephnir...then srpead its wings....and tackled him, licking his face. Zephnir didn't know how but he knew the dragon's name: Nightmare.
"C'mon nightmare, time for you to meet my dormmates."
Nightmare got off and followed his master as he left the field.
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 8:07 pm
Kiara sat at the edge of the battle grounds with her flute in hand. She had been humming a song that had been stuck in her head for a while. When she works out the notes she raises the flute to her lips and plays slowly. The song was long and sad, though she could hear it echoing back at her so she knew most could hear it. She blushed a deep red but continued to play.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 4:16 am
Stepping onto the training ground Specter watched the others practice slowly approching a straw dummy he span bringing his foot to the side of its head with devestating force
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Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2008 9:32 am
Looking around Specter shook his head hearing a familier song slowly approching Kiara he sat beside her and took out his own flute though rough and poorly carved compeared to hers he raised it to his lips and played along
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2008 10:44 am
(Once again read the rules and start at the FRONT GATE! It states this clearly on the character discription title, you have not even entered Ornin yet so it is not possible for you to be here as of yet.)
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 1:25 pm
The first place Jensay traveld to in the school was the training grounds, he could smell battles for fun, revenge and glory. Jensay took a deep breath in, he could almost see the past battles that had taken place here, he could also sort of see battles that would soon take place here, and he knew one of them would be his.
"Coor shall be free from his prison in one...."
Jensay said, he coudln't really see it due to his in ability to see th future, but it was a feeling he got, he knew would become true.
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 11:37 am
(Err who are you talking to Randal I joined a while ago gate and everything?)
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Posted: Sat Mar 01, 2008 7:53 pm
(sorry, I forgot that I posted here...)
Kiara ended the song and looked up to Specter. She smiled at his hand made flute. She looked at her own. She'd bought it, from humans. It was made of metal, she'd never been good at carving. You're really good. Where'd you learn to play? She had an innocent smile and a quiet voice. She couldn't help it, she had always been that way.
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2008 8:16 pm
Grogg looked out across the field. The scent of blood and sweat was strong. This was an arena of sorts, where the school's population would come for battle. It reminded Grogg of his childhood, growing up on battlefields prepared Orc youth for their future, for most Orcs spent most their lives in such environments.
Currently, it was rather quiet. Grogg was alittle disappointed. He was hoping to see how well the creatues at the school could fight. Even if they weren't preparing for war it was always good to know how to fight. Grogg took his axe off his back and laid down in the field, resting his body for the first time in weeks. The school was cramped and crowded. It felt unnatural to Grogg for he preferred open spaces, which made this field perfect.
Grogg took a deep, calming breath. The uncomfortable feelings had subsided, taking with them his anger, replacing it with a feeling of happiness. "Now if only there was some action..." Grogg spoke in a cheerful tone, but his deep, raspy voice gave it a hint of anger.
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