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 Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 5:40 pm
Turning back, Nometal said, "Yeah how good is your armor eh? Whatever we aren't here to fight..." Putting his blade away.
(Wow I am being more cocky than I normally am...this is sweet yet will probably cause me to die.)
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 5:42 pm
(If this kills you, you get a new character, just like you wanted! biggrin )
"My armor?" he said, ignoring Blossom's interjection, "My armor was enchanted by the goddess Ashera herself! Nothing without her blessing can even damage it!"
(Except Laguz leaders.)
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 5:42 pm
(You're feeling badass because you stole a horse.)
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 5:44 pm
"Oh yeah the goddess Ashera..." Blank look on his face. "Another god...whoa man I am confused."
(And Ike's sword)
(VALTER DROP THAT IF YOU COULD! THE HORSE KICKED ME OFF!)
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 5:46 pm
(Ike's sword, Ragnell, was anointed by Ashera. Learn to FE PoR.)
"So, you still wanna challenge me, punk?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 5:48 pm
(I'm not making fun of you or anything. But if you really care that much, I will...)
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 5:48 pm
"Well, that bohemian is dumb, for sure." Arashe rolled his eyes at the outburst from the 'Mad King.' Looking at the man draw his blade, a conceited grin came across Arashe's face. "Pulling a blade on a man you've never met? Absolutely brilliant. Great way to get yourself filled with holes..."
Walking over to Ashnard, Arashe got a particularly nasty look, a sneer practically contorting his face. "You. Shut your damn mouth, now. I don't care who the bloody hell you think you are, title means nothing in this land. If you want to be loud, save it for the damn tavern, not a sanctuary for weary warriors.
Arashe gestured at Blossom and Amara. "Did you even notice that there are women and children here, you blasted oaf?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 5:48 pm
"Nice to meet you Aran, the name's Chad." Upon hearing the ranger's quite obvious and rude comment, especially given why Chad was up in the first placed turned to face him. "Listen arrow boy! I, like you was trying to sleep, I just came out to see what the noise was about and hope to talk them into being quiter. In a nice way, not just act like I'm some king or something demanding things and insulting anyone!" He then turned to Ashnard due to his yelling "And you Mad King! As much as I hate to agree with the pompous archer over there he's right people are trying to sleep, so how about you keep your damn voice down or Might have to silence you myself! Understood! Also you!" Points at Nometal "Stop antagonising him!" Finally turning back to Aran "Sorry about that, got a little pissy."
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 5:50 pm
(wow Ashnard took that the wrong way. Nometal was saying that to Arashe, and now Ashnard is challenging him...wow. and I already played FE PoR.)
"Uhh...I was saying that to the guy over there that yelled at us, not you."
(and now everyone hates me...wow I was stupid)
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 5:51 pm
Blossom blinked up at Arashe. The same unfamiliar face; she'd gotten distracted in lecturing Ashnard. Not that he had even paid attention. "I'm... I'm eighteen years old," Blossom said quietly. "I know I look young, but..." She sighed. It was only to be expected. At least Aidan knew how old she was. How awkward would that be, having a husband that thought you were still thirteen? Blossom settled again against the couch. "At least go to the other side of the house or somethin'..."
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 5:54 pm
A majority of the yelling and screaming woke Ephraim up from his formal peaceful sleep. It was late, who knows how late and there were people up looking to pick a fight? The noble climbed out of bed and shuffled against the ground toward where the noise was coming from. He scratched his head and let out a soft yawn before managing a sentence "Do you think you guys can keep it down..? Its late..we're all tired and goddess knows how late it is, if your going to fight..please do it outside?" Not even sure of what he was saying but he was HALF awake as of now. Not that it bothered him since the guards back at his original land did this to him all the time.
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 5:57 pm
Siegell's eyes creaked open slowly at the sound of pounding on the door and shouts in the hall. He groped in the dark for his mask and slowly put it to his face as he swung his legs around slowly, squinting at the window.
The door was wrenched open by a slightly pale, but nonetheless impressively built figure. The fact that he was wearing only boxers and a half-mask out of which stared bloodshot, yellow eyes only seemed to add intimidation to his low growl.
"It's three... in the godsdamn... morning. If you all don't shut the hell up right now, I'm going to force you to eat your own intestines."
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 6:00 pm
Rhys, meanwhile, adjusted his hands slightly around Amelia's body. Or at least, his left hand. His right arm was neatly pinned to the bed by her waist. It'd be sore in the morning, but Rhys wasn't about to wake her up by moving it.
He just concentrated inward, focusing on the warmth provided by the blankets and Amelia. Let sillier people add to the commotion. He saw no reason whatsoever to get out of bed.
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 6:03 pm
Looking back, Bartre saw people gather around the hall. Well looks like I won't be able to get to my room anytime soon...good thing I have my axe. Walking over, Bartre said, "Why the commotion here? People do need to get through here. If you want a commotion, then make it outside, that way people can get through."
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 6:04 pm
Amelia stirred a little at the shouting from somewhere in the main room, letting out a soft noise in complaint. It was early in the morning, she was still exhausted and recovering, and these people were shouting about who-knew-what at this hour? Had Eyris gone crazy while her eyes were closed? Amelia's response was to shift a little, unpinning Rhys' arm from under her hip, and wrap her arms more securely around his torso, falling right back asleep at the next lull in their loud speech. No way was she getting out of bed, not until her body wasn't about to let her stay asleep. That, or if Rhys tried to get out of bed and woke her. Either was fine with her.
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