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 Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2006 7:35 pm
In one movement Gina removed the sword from her belt, and pointed it at the bush. Her eyes became cold slits. She walked closer to the bush. Her sword still pointing at it. "Who's there?" She directed at the bush. Her eyes never left it. She didnt trust things that moved whene they shouldnt.
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 6:09 pm
The bush kept moving wildly. A wolven snarl echoed around the fire and a canine jumped out of the bush. It ran right at Gina-its teeth bared for assault. Charles aimed his crossbow and shot at it.
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 10:00 pm
Gina jumped back whene the wolf jumped out at her. It fell to the groud quickly. Charles had delivered a fatal blow. She looked down at it and gave a toothy smile. "Heh dinner anyone?" She asked.
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 8:15 pm
The Frank glanced at the wolf with rather uninterested eyes. "Ug, I think I will pass. The thing looks like it was about to starve. Look at it, there's no meat on the bones, and it probably saw a meal in us." He motioned to a box in the back of the carriage. "I rather just eat the rations..."
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 8:04 am
"It was a Joke frank. Did I realy seem serios?" She asked. She heard another howl off in the distance. Gina nodded at the rations, and walked back to the carrige. "Can either of you cook?" Questioned Gina. She grabbed up one of the boxes,and looked at it's contents.
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 5:22 pm
Charles looked up and said in his dry voice, "I can cook...since apparently knights can't." He took out some of the rations, than set up a sort of rotisserie with some poles that came with the food. After the fire was started, he cooked three rabbits and a kettle of peas and onions. The wolven howls grew closer- Charles said to them as he was cooking, " Damn't-I guess the smell of food is attracting more wolves- well they know when someones a good chef."
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 6:47 pm
Gaian Name: Mech610 Name: Vincent Von Youngin Gender: Male Age: 26 Weapons: Slifer ((The sword in the pic)), Lance Inventory: Slifer, lance, ocarina, a sack of apples, pipe and pipe weed Specialty: Extremely strong, knowlage of the wilds, quite fast for his size Background: Vincent was born in Ostenburg Castle in Germany, he decided he wanted to be an adventuring knight rather than a defensive knight so he took off. Eventually he became a mercenary and is now serving the Duke to defeat the Banshee. He is a tad flamboant and is a bit full of himself. Personality: Overly brave, fairly intelligent, over eager. Appearance: Vincent Von Youngin((With blond hair, and no mask on his eyes or ear thing)) Other: none.
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 6:56 pm
(( go ahead and do an intro post- Mech))
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 7:01 pm
There was a sudden rustling in the trees not to far from where the other knights were ((I assume its a camp site)). There were foot steps and the rustling grew louder. It sounded as if there was growling coming from where the sounds were coming from.
((Sorry slight writers block, it'll be funny though))
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 7:08 pm
Charles kept looking over at the rustling bushes-trying to concentrate on the meal (He was adding some vinegar and spices to it). Eventually he stopped-turned and said, "That does it! I'm sick of these bloomin wolves!" He snapped a bolt in his crossbow and walked over to the bushes trying to get a better sight to shoot the supposed wolf.
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 7:14 pm
There was a silvery flash a man yelled out, "ENGARDE!" In a German accent only to trip over a root from a tree while running out and falling flat on his face in the middle of the campsite. His legs and fingers twitching a bit he looked up and said, "I guess my suprise attack didn't work out so well then..." His sword was stuck tip first in the ground. He sat up quickly and sniffed the air smelling the food he crawled quickly over to it and yelled out, "THAT SMELLS GREAT! CAN I HAVE SOME?!"
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 7:18 pm
Standing there-throughly suprised by the mans behavior, Cahrles turned slowly and walked back to the fire to stop the man from having food, "Hooooold on there...who in damnation are you?" The snarls kept happening far away and than stopped suddenly. Charles did not notice this.
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 7:33 pm
Vincent looked up at the man and stood up rubbing the back of his head and bowing slightly in apologies and said, "My apologies...I am Sir Vincent Von Youngin of Ostenburg Castle. I am a mercenary hired by your Duke whats-his-face to help you find and defeat whatever it is that is disrupting your northern farmlands!" He did a little pose but stopped once he realized that no one cared and then said, "I would be very honored if you were to accept my aid now..."
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 8:07 pm
Charles looked at him sternly but than waved his hand loosely saying, "Whatever...Just get your fill." He got another rabbit out and made more of the peas and onions. He said, "Alright-its done, dig in like its your grave!" At that point when he sat down, a man came running out of the bushes, he was scratched up and his clothes were torn. Stopping to look at the party wierdly ,the man spun around and fainted. There was full moon out that night.
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 8:07 pm
((I gotta head to sleep, see ya tomorrow!)
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