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 Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 2:21 pm
Irarvy leaped out, slashing his sword at the front man's throat, hitting home.
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 2:22 pm
The second one came up behind Irarvy but as he was about to attack an arrow pairced his eye and through his skull killing him instaly.
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 2:25 pm
Irarvy then swung around, stabbing his sword through the other bandit's fur armor.
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 2:34 pm
Serge left after Irarvy killed the last one he was going to head to Skingrad then rest for the nigth and head back to Anvil to report to the Countess.
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 2:38 pm
"Well.. We made good partners. What's your name anyways?"
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 2:41 pm
"Serge now if you don't mind i have a family to get back too"he said before riding off.
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 2:51 pm
"Goodbye to you to...Bretons" He said, continuing his walk towards his horse.
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2007 3:02 pm
Serge was heading back to Skingard to rest up for the rest of the nigth then to head back home and report tot he Countess about what happened.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 8:12 am
Marcus opened his eyes, he was in a dark, damp cell. He had been transported by a caravan to fort Black Boot, in a bag, where he had heard the dark knights speaking in some gutteral and foreign language, their ambush had surprised him, they had killed his prized white horse, and taken him prisoner for questioning. He lay in the cold darkness, awaiting liberation, hoping to live.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 12:59 pm
Irarvy mounted his horse, then rode towards the nearest city on the way to Cheydinhal, Skingrad. But he had found more questions than answers here.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 9:23 pm
Marcus heard clanking outside his cell, he looked through the bars to see ten black knights running towards the exit, which was close by, it seemed that the entire fort worth of knights were leaving, probably in pursuit of someone. When they were all out the door, he closed his eyes and channeled his magic into his mind, he was born under the sign of the Tower, so he could open most locks by just using his magic. It was a long shot, but he tried anyways, touching the lock and channeling his powers through his hand and into the door. He heard a springing noise, then he pushed slightly against the bars. The door slid open, creaking loudly. Marcus stepped out and looked around, he would have to find his sword and armor before reporting to Cheydinhal.
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2007 2:19 am
Serge turned around from the Counter and walked over to a table with a mead sitting down he enjoyed his drink in side the two sisters lodge.
Out side during the nigth the darkness was moving something was caming to Skingard something Evil.
"Hay Stranger are you interested in buying this fine Blood Gem"Ask a merchant appearing behind Serge"Blood Gem?....No i'm not interested in buying it"Serge Replayed"Oh what a Shame that is"The merchant said before walking over to a table near the corner and sat down drinking his Ale.
A Few Minutes later the ligths flickered and then stepping from the Shadows where the Knigths of darkness drawing their Cold Black Claymores, Shields and swords.Their was four of them two of them Walked towards the merchant the other two Twowards Serge.
Serge got up Drawing his Akirvia Katanas and watching them as they got closer he then looked over at the merchant who had tryed to run but was ripped apart by their jagged blades.he looked back at the ones infront of him and they striked.Serge Blocked with both kanatas but he was pushed back from the pure power of the blow.
((The Knigths don't talk and they hardly Run any where if they wont to run they use the Shadows if their arn't any they slightly jog.))
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2007 3:34 am
Marcus had given up his quest to Cheydinhal, after a few miles he had stopped, and something had told him to go to Skingrad, which was in the direction the knights had been heading last he saw of them. He closed his eyes and prayed to Kynareth, and moments later a brilliant white horse crested a hill and galloped down to him.
"I have been waiting for you, Angel, now my beloved steed, ride to Skingrad with the haste born of the gods wrath, so we may smite these heretical foes and send them back to the abyss that spawned them."
An hour later Marcus was at the gates of Skingrad, when he entered he felt a piercing pain in his head. "Three sisters." A voice told him, he shook his head and ran, kicking open the door of the Inn and charging within. There were no lights, but he could hear the sound of metal clashing with metal, and the room lit up by the light of a fireball. He saw a man fighting a group of black knights, and he joined the fray.
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2007 2:11 pm
Serge steathed his Katanas and pulled his bow off his back and a arrow and pulled it back and then letting go and hitting the knigth strigth through the hole in his helmet it stayed their for a couple of seconds as the knight stopped but as he contiued to walk it seemed to fall through him like he was made of a black mist.
"Dam!....."He said putting it back onto his back and drawing his katanas again before dashing at the knigth the knight then swang with his jagged Black Claymore but Serge dodge to the side and thrusted his Kanata into the knights side and the sound of his kanata pircing through the armour was heard.
But then as the knight turned to Face Serge the same thing happen with the arrow quickly Serge used a Powerful Flame touch spell onto the knight pushing his palm into the knights cheast to only push him back and see him glow a dim purple as he abosperd the Spell.
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 7:11 am
As soon as the room lit up Marcus caught sight of the warrior fighting the black knights.
"Serge! My friend!" He yelled over the ruckus of battle, his sword swiped one knight's head off, and he looked at the sword with wonder, for Serge's weapons were ineffective.
"Pray to the nine! Perhaps that is what caused my sword to destroy them!" He roared.
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