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Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2010 11:33 pm
Allvira blinker a few times, her curiosity getting the better of her "Team? Team for what?" she chimed, trotting along behind him, a look of pure innocence brimming her features. She hadnt exactly heard the beginning of the conversation, so she didnt know what was going on in the first place.
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Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2010 11:38 pm
"You not familiar with the Liberators either? Jeez I thought we made a better name for ourselves than this..."
I stop and turn back towards you, waiting to see what your response would be
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Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2010 11:40 pm
Allvira shrugged, "i've lived in the woods almost all my life, what do you expect?" she chimed, rocking back on her heels as she stared up at him with exquisite golden eyes. "The only company i have here is the wild life." she stated matter of factly.
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Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2010 11:44 pm
"Long story short, cuz I don't wanna explain it again, The Overlords are the bad guys, the Liberators are the good guys..." I say bluntly, twirling my weapon in my hands
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Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2010 11:47 pm
Something seemed to spark in Allvira's eyes "Then i wanna help you." she stated quite bluntly, her hands folding behind her back. The way she stared at him showed how serious she was really being. The overlords had taken everything from her, and she would crush them in return.
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Posted: Tue Dec 14, 2010 12:12 pm
i jumped over and gracefully lept to the other side of the clearing using my wings to carry me. " hey you can count me in two i got nothing better do do with my life so i might as well give it some purpose"
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Posted: Tue Dec 14, 2010 4:35 pm
"Well then... lets get going, shall we? I'm sure Sigmund would love to see if two more are ready to join the Liberators." (lol yes I know, Sigmund the Liberator, Infinate Undiscovery razz )
I turn and continue to head east, not checking, but sure that the rest of my new found party is right behind me.
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2010 9:50 am
I start to follow humming to myself as i go but still fully awere of my suroundings.
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2010 9:17 pm
About half way to the town, I stop abruptly, turing to face the new companions as I lean on my Poleaxe.
"So" I say, a hint of intriuge in my voice "What makes you two want to join so badly, and what makes you think you'll be able too, hmm?" I ask in a playful, yet somehow serious, tone
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Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2010 10:28 am
" as i mention erlyer my sister was killed by the shadows and i'v beed traveling ever since. i come across threats wheather person or shadow from time to time so i have a fair bit of combat expiriances as well as good instincts and my magic"
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Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2010 1:21 pm
Zerith sensed a presence. "We're not alone..." He put a hand on his buster sword and waited. "Someone is watching us..."
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Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2010 8:17 pm
Taking my friends warning to heed, I turn my back towards him, so we are both looking serperate directions for danger. Whispering back, I call
"What's out there Zerith..."
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 7:22 am
comming to a halt i look around sending my mind out to look for anyone. my mind brushed against somthing cold and dark " i think its a shadow creatue but i cant pin point its location. its close though, no more than 15m away"
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 6:48 pm
Zerith looked in the direction it was at. "Hey there. Too slow!" He pulled out his buster sword and slashed the air, making a shadow creature appear, but then get sliced in half.
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 11:52 pm
A cold breeze floats past my face, sending chills down my spine. Tightening my stance, I grip my poleaxe, searching every directon that my neck will let my head turn.
"Doesn't feel like that was it..." I state briskly
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