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 Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 1:46 pm
Battlemaster: nonetaken
The trees tower over the tiny clearing like giants. Their leaves merge together in a heavy canopy that only allows the smallest speckles of sunshine to come through and they flicker across the thorny ground cover. A stream carves its way through the forest. Over the years, the stream has worn away the soil and mud until its bed is lined with sharp, jagged slate. Few flowers grow so deep in the woods, but moss covers many of the rocks and trees, the pale green lightening the dark and dreary surroundings. A few crooked and wrinkled mushrooms peep their heads out from between the centuries of dead leaves that cover the ground. An dank odor of decay and wetness hovers in the air and as the breeze winds its way through the trees, it brings a spicy smell that is difficult to place.
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 1:57 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 2:30 pm
A small splash. The water hits the river bank as a form of medium size makes a graceful landing, rolling as to not feel the pain of the 15-foot fall he just took. In the shade, bright slit-like eyes emerge from the darkness, followed by one fluid movement that sounds something like a blade being unsheathed. All of a sudden, a large b*****d sword is lifted over the head of the one recognized as Slade Fury.
The oversized blade immediately takes aim for a tree, sizing it down to a stump in a matter of seconds. The large yew falls right into the stream, making an even larger splash than before. As soon as it has completely landed in the water, Slade leaps atop the tree, his long brown hair waving wildly around him. "Perfect, as always." He whispers, before making a disarming grin.
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 3:15 pm
Oh yeah, I officially decree that if Pyros is the trainer for the mountains, then I'm the trainer for the forest, if that;s alright.
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 6:33 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 7:47 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 7:57 pm
Two fluid motions cut the large pine down, causing it to fall onto the underbrush, where Slade is ready to cut. An hour later, a small hut has been built. "Alright, this should be a good place to sleep while the idiots get themselves killed. Oh wait, I have to TRAIN them. If Lord Necros weren't a friend of mine, I would have the saps dead in five seconds." He sighs, and falls onto his hammock in his hut, eyeing his weapon all the while.
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 9:09 pm
Aloreina walks carefully along the jagged little stream. She misstep unexpectedly and stomps into the creek to her knee. Her gown is soaked and when she stumbled, the little bird on her head tumbled into the creek as well. "Oh, well that's just really great." she mutters and plops the soaked bedraggled bird on the bank. Swearing under her breath she throws her staff down on the bank next to the bird and begins to wring out her garments. The bird squawks irritably at her and she glares at him, "Yes Puraes, I know. The staff is fine. I'm watching it. No one wills steal it. Quit bitching at me already. It's been a rough day, okay?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 10:05 pm
fireblade walks out into a clearing near the stream he reaches down and takes a drink (sighs) *well I know they're out there somewhere, but hows about we don't mess with them right now" *looks at arm* "oo i'm scorched" *pours water over wound on left arm* "at least it wasn't my right" (chuckles) *washes sword in stream* (sighs) *lays back and closes eyes* "i'll just take a little nap" zzZZ zzZZ
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 10:57 pm
Slade hears some commotion outside. "Ah, visitors, finally. Well, how about I let them find me? I'm feeling lazy today. yes, they can come and get me,, and then we can see if Arkham's troops are really all that they're cracked up to be." He smiled and listened in to see if anyone would find his hut.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 6:42 am
Aloreina clamors out of the creek and grabs the bird and staff. She continues arguing with the bird under her breath, and is very distracted when she trips over something lying by the stream. "What the heck was that?" As she sits up, she realizes that she has tripped over fireblade. "Oh crap this guy again!" She quickly looks around and spies a small hut in a clearing up ahead. The logs are so freshly cut that the sap still oozes from the ends. Without a second thought, she takes off running toward the little building.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 11:52 am
Slade peers out of the hut to see Aloreina clamboring toward his hut. He snickers despite himself. "Here we go," He says, waiting for her to enter the hut.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 1:42 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 3:41 pm
fireblade walks into hut aloreina is already there "heh heh heh" well i'm here *evil smile*
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