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 Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2007 5:38 am
and you, your terrible. plaour trick" his hand raged with a black flame "care to repeate your insults?" he was up close with the non-believer "i hope that you have been a good man because i don't like bad boys" he punched him so hard that he smashed through several walls
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2007 5:03 pm
ArcanistVexx *he knoks an arrow into a longbow "want to test my pacient do you!? THEN DIE" he let arrow go and it seemed to multiply until there were 100 arrows or more heading toward the provoker Jed snorted at the commentary as the cat thing armed himself. "There's hardly enough to test," he replies, side-stepping and vanishing. Just as the arrows land, he appears again, right where he was, seemingly no worse for wear. "You'll have to do better than that."
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2007 8:23 am
ArcanistVexx and you, your terrible. plaour trick" his hand raged with a black flame "care to repeate your insults?" he was up close with the non-believer "i hope that you have been a good man because i don't like bad boys" he punched him so hard that he smashed through several walls Marcus laughs, a wicked evil thing, "Ahh, and there is your mistake little kitty, believe that I simply have parlor tricks...I would suggest you back away right now before you do something that you are truely going to regret..." The monsterous face pulls back into a smile, but there is no joy in it as he stands there, taking the punch. Marcus flys back, but just as he hits the wall, his body seems to meld into it, becoming part of the wall. A moment later Marcus reforms from out of the wall, a smirk on his face. "I told you p***y cat, step away right now..." Marcus holds up his hand and as he stands there, razor sharp edges appear around each of his fingers, "Or I believe that I will have a brand new red fur coat..."
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2007 6:38 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2007 11:09 am
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Posted: Fri Jun 13, 2008 6:52 am
(I'm joining. Just let me know if you don't want me too.)
My guy's got an actual army. He'll be a pretty good fighter, too, but he's mainly a stratagist and a tactition. Here's his troops roster (I know, it's a small army, but hey, it is better than nothing):
*120 foot-soldiers (60 with battle-axes, 60 with longswords, all with 1 extra dagger, all with medium armor, and one shield)
*30 Archers (each has one long bow, 120 arrows, 1 short sword, and 1 dagger, all have light armor)
*15 Horse-Back Knights (all have heavy armor, one masterwork longsword, one short sword, one dagger, one shield, and a horse)
*20 Cross-Bow Men (each one has light armor, a crossbow, 90 crossbow bolts, a short sword, and a dagger)
*15 Healers (with light armor, a short sword, and a dagger)
He himself has long curly black hair, a black moustach, somewhat rugged facial hair, brown eyes, tan white skin, and a special suit of armor. His armor looks like most medium armors do, and is just as light, but it's actually as effective protection as heavy armor. He also has a special longsword that is eletcical and acidic. If i stirkes someone, it will not only deal the normal damage, it'll also deal lightning and acid damage as well. He calls this longsword Ten Slayer, because he killed ten people with that sword in the first battle he used it in, although he's actually killed many more in other battles afterwards. This sword has a hilt that looks like gold, but is much stronger and much lighter, and the blade is of the finest steel, in an elegant shape. His armor is strong, light, and a pure gray, with blue clothes, and dark brown gloves. His name is Arntoes Ranarin. Now to actually have my guy start up in this joint:
Arny, as only his closest friends called him, was marching on a beaten dirt path, when they came across a dark and gloomy castle. He told his men to hold position. He walked up to the castle gates, hearing a comotion.
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