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 Posted: Sat Mar 27, 2010 9:29 pm
Mobias clenched his fists clicking the buttons on his wrists retracting the blades to spring back inside his coat sleeves. He'd clean them later they weren't important at the moment. The fresh cleaved head he had in a burlap sack was to be handed over before the smell of its rot was all he could smell. Mobias had a long way to go to deliver the head. The man Mobias had killed had been a little sleaze bag of a thief that needed to be killed. If not to stop his thieving then to fill Mobias's pocket with gold. Mobias would kill anyone as long as he was paid to do it even if it was his mother.
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 6:22 pm
As Anolaios was walking down the path, he was treated with respect and many got out of the way for him as he carried the massive, covered sword back to the castle. 'Nilus doesn't even deserve to lead us. He is such a brat, and when it comes to combat, he just cowers beheind us,' he thought. 'Calm down, Anolaios. You have to keep a level head. Can't let jelousy cloud your judgment.'.
As he walked, he felt a light blow on his armour. He looked down, so see a girl had run into him. She wore a white and blue dress, and looked like she was in a hurry. People stared at them, probably thinking he would lose it and throw her aside...like Nilus' men, but Anolaios wasn't like them. He followed his master's teaching and never harm a citizen of Wyndara. He put his armour clad hand on his shoulder, and looked at her. "Are you alright?" he asked.
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 10:17 am
( Errm, I will assume that Anolaois meant me? =D )
It may have been a light blow to Anolais' armor, but it was a cold, solid surface that seemed to make Nadia see stars. She stumbled back in small steps before catching herself. Quickly, she looked up at what she had run into. One of her hand cupped over her nose, trying to surpress the pain that echoed throughout her skull. A quick nod would be her instant reaction to the knight. Nadia wasn't sure if she was okay, but it was only natural to reply to someone higher up with modesty. "I apologize, sir. I will do well to watch my steps from now on. I am ok, but I hope that I did not cause you much trouble."
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Posted: Mon Apr 12, 2010 7:41 pm
  The Cursed One-- Ezael's massive body towered over the corpse, panting and fur coated in crimson. Heavy, panting breaths were the only thing heard in the forest-- no birds, no moving of the brush, nothing-- and it was eerily quiet. The bear was on all fours and looked down at the dead body silently. He'd done it again, this time it was a woman. Innocent, merely a victim of Ezael's own rage and animal instincts. How long would this go on before he started being hunted because of the danger he posed to nearby travelers? The brown-haired beast looked at the elven woman's face, disgusted with himself.
His instincts told him... to eat the body.
Ezael turned his large head away and made a sound akin to a gag. 'No...I won't.' his rational mind thought firmly over and over, until he realized he'd been saying it out loud. Eventually the bear's yellow gaze slowly made its way back to the corpse. Food.
"I won't," he said one more time before bending down and tearing at the dead wood elf with teeth that could puncture the strongest of metals, armor and chains clanking while he fed. If one got close enough-- and had a suicide wish-- they would almost see Ezael's gaze become misty with tears that had yet to fall. Tears of regret. Tears of sorrow. Tears of anger.
He would have revenge on the mage who made him this way.
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 12:35 pm
Mobias tossed the head on the table." This guy was alot easier than even what you said. I had a few problems but I was able to cleave his head clean off and I didn't even have to disarm him. It didnt feel right at first but then I saw why. I caught him right at his last meal. Two jugs of liquor both empty and when his head was cut off it sprayed everywhere it was beautiful. I'd have to say it was the biggest gusher Ive ever cleaved." the man at the table opened the bag to reveal a mans head with an astonished look on his face like he had no idea what had happened. Like he was still trying to figure it out. The bounty clerk smiled." Well it looks like youve passed the first test. The client will see you shortly."
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 7:09 pm
"No trouble at all, madam." Anolaios said politely as he shifted the sword's weight on his shoulder so it would be more comfortable carrying it all the way to the castle. He looked forward and looked back at the young girl. "I just hope you have a good day ahead of you...".
Taking his hand off the girls shoulder, he put it back at his side and started for the castle once again. If he didn't get back soon, Nilus would throw one of his tantrums about Anolaios not being an model knight and all that crap. He couldn't stand it.
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