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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 7:15 am
Garret nodded. "Thanks, and where may I find this captain of which you speak of?" he asked.
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 5:20 pm
"He should be over by the garrison or, oh actually there he is over there by the gatehouse." the guard pointed him out.
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 5:24 pm
"Thanks." Garret walked over to the captain.
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 5:30 pm
"Good luck with him." the guard laughed.
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 5:33 pm
Garret pointed to the captain as he walked up to him. "You, test my abilities and place me in a position." he said.
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 5:39 pm
"Who do you think you're ordering? I'll test you when i think that you're ready." he said.
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 5:42 pm
Name: Dorian Age: 40 Race: half human, half elf Occupation: captain of the guard at the palace Personality: stern, strict but has a sense of humor. Pic :[except in guard clothes]
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 5:45 pm
"But I am ready, throw whatever tests you have at me and I'll take them down." he said.
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 5:49 pm
Dorian grunted. This kid had cheek, and pride. *I'll beat that out of him soon enough.* he thought. "You think you're ready, huh?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 5:51 pm
"I don't THINK I am I KNOW I am..." he said.
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 5:55 pm
"What is your primary weapon?" Dorian asked.
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 5:56 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 6:02 pm
"And is there anything else you know how to use?" Dorian asked.
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 3:36 am
"A bow, various types of arrows, gas bombs, flash bombs, throwing knives, steel wires, oil flasks, climbing claws, lock picks and a blackjack." He replied.
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Posted: Sat Apr 18, 2009 6:07 pm
"hmmm...." Dorian squinted against the glare of the sun and turned slightly, thinking. he mumbled something unintelligible to himself. he picked up a knife and twirled it around expertly. "knives...." he grumbled. "swords are so much better but lets see how good you are with your knives. do you use one or two?" he asked Garret.
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