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 Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 10:56 pm
APPARENTLY THE PEOPLE IN THE CAB CAME ALONG TOO. DUE TO THE CAB BEING PICKED UP AND CARRIED.
WHO WANTS TO BE IN THE CAB?
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 11:03 pm
Out of the sewers climbed a single figure, covered in sludge and sewage from the waist down. The armor was dusty, dented, chipped, scraped, scratched, and all other kinds of defiled, and the figure within it was little better- but even so he was the New Knight, a champion of the battle for the city.
A champion on the run from a land collapsing.
Turning 'round he finished hauling up his luggage, an unconscious body of a man he didn't recognize off hand- but then, he was tired, and the poor fellow, deprived of limb and nearly life, needed help.
Perhaps it was his way of making up for that Johnny fellow, or whatever his name had been.
"...and we are back upon land. Our escape is not complete however we need to head somewhere, some..."
He blinked suddenly, and rose.
"Hold, I believe I have found our steed, fellow."
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