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 Posted: Sun Jun 18, 2006 8:13 am
There was now one Caroc left and it had it's eyes set on the unconscious Rufus. It's mandibles opened and it growled in hunger. The raid on it's turf all but forgotten. The scent of man flesh was too heavy on it's nostrils and hunger struck.
Hunger ruled over all in this day and age.
The Caroc pinned Rufus down face-first with a heavy hand to the back of the head and raised it's free hand into the air, ready to deliver the killing blow to shred his flesh from the bone when a flash of magic knocked it off of the prone victim-to-be. The reptilian stood up and howled in a fury and Bo stood up and held his hands aloft again and a glowing net forged of sorcery ensnared the creature, capturing it. It kicked and fought and struggled but it did no good. It could not escape.
Bo sighed as he walked over to Rufus and rolled him over gently to his back. He was stunned, but would be fine. Bo looked up to the newcomer and bowed his head in homage.
"Thank you."
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 2:10 am
Across her travels young Dinah came across a cavern underground.. well techniquely it was more like bar. She walked in she saw a few desert people mumbling in corner. Several others glanced at her but said nothing. After all her tribe of amazons was supoose to be extinct. A gross fat looking fellow with blue skin spoke up.
" Well.. well.. well.. what do we have here I didn't know your kind still existed. What do you say you give me some sugar?"
" I say keep your hands to yourself unless you want to lose them. Where the hell am I anyways? This place smells like hell."
"You're in Texas"
"Close enough.."
Dinah mumbled as she sat down at the bar and ordered a drink. She hoped her new client would show up soon. This place disgusted her.
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 9:03 pm
"You're welcome," Johnny said, trying hard to hide his hesitation about his magic-user. "My name is Johnny. I came here as fast as I could. Is your friend going to be alright?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 9:27 pm
Bo looks up from his kneeling position at Rufus's side. This young man did not seem over anxious to make eye contact with him for some reason, but that was not a matter of actual importance. The injuries sustained were.
"I am Bo Silverwolf. As for my...friend..."
He takes his hand from behind Rufus's head and it has a faint trace of crimson on it. He looks back up.
"He should be fine, but I believe he requires medical attention."
Bo stands up and whistles and his horse, hidden during the skirmish, comes trotting back up. Bo then casts a glowing orb around Rufus and raises him safely off of the ground and drapes him across the horse's back. Bo looks to Johnny again.
"Have you any place near he might recover?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 5:14 pm
Johnny pointed toward his home, which was about 145 yards away.
"I live on the other side of that hill over there. I can get there pretty quick, so I'd better take him. I can meet you there, if you want."
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 10:02 pm
*High upon a building within the city there stand two figures who look down upon the little gathering that has taken place below. One smiles behind his mask and the other hunches and paces the rooftop in boredom.*
"So they have gathered, but they are not complete. Hunter, go to find your target and watch her. They will all be needed when the time comes."
"You ask politely. I am not one of your damned human servants or any of your offspring! I follow the orders of your brother and tolerate you because it is his wish. Don't start any fun without me, oh King in Yellow."
*The one clothed in a trenchcoat and bandages jumps down from his high perch and lands in the alley below. As he walks to the street entrance he changes his features, unwrapping the bandages of his face and blending with the crowd. The one in the yellow cloak stays on his spot and observes those down below with a devious grin.*
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 11:55 pm
Cassandra Sandsmark Across her travels young Dinah came across a cavern underground.. well techniquely it was more like bar. She walked in she saw a few desert people mumbling in corner. Several others glanced at her but said nothing. After all her tribe of amazons was supoose to be extinct. A gross fat looking fellow with blue skin spoke up." Well.. well.. well.. what do we have here I didn't know your kind still existed. What do you say you give me some sugar?" " I say keep your hands to yourself unless you want to lose them. Where the hell am I anyways? This place smells like hell." "You're in Texas" "Close enough.." Dinah mumbled as she sat down at the bar and ordered a drink. She hoped her new client would show up soon. This place disgusted her. "Lady Shiva..." The course voice voice eminates from a brooding figure that she finds standing a mere yard behind her. The figure is hidden completely beneath a gray hooded robe. It can be told by certain...curves, that the figure is female, and the only flesh seen is her gnarled hands clasped together at the waist. Her face...it remains hidden within the shadows of her hood. "I come on behalf of a business transaction my ... friends and I would be interested in aquiring your services for."
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 12:57 am
Shiva turns towards the one who addressed her. She smiled, pleased to see that her client was in indeed female.
" Ah, so you are the one asked me to come here."
She examined the figure but still had a smirk on her face.
" Well, prices vary based upon how much fun I have the job. So tell me who is this target?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 7:24 pm
A sinister gasp, what could perhaps be perceived as a chuckle, eminates from the shadows of this specter's unseen face.
"Price is of no concern to me young one, but the task might be above even your own attainable goals."
The hooded female leans in closely to whisper to her...
"You must capture, contain, and deliver to us ... a sorcerer."
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 2:26 pm
Miguel OHara Johnny pointed toward his home, which was about 145 yards away. "I live on the other side of that hill over there. I can get there pretty quick, so I'd better take him. I can meet you there, if you want." "That would be fine." Bo says as he floats Tufus over into Johnny's waiting arms. After the young man takes off in the direction of his home, Bo mounts his steed and begins trekking into the same direction.
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 10:30 pm
Johnny met up with Jeb in front of his house.
"Jeb, this man is hurt," Johnny explained as he skidded to a halt.
Jeb hurried Johnny into the house and had him set Rufus down on an old tattered couch. He called for Samantha, and she came running.
"Sam, go get the first aid kit." Jeb then did a quick evaluation of Rufus's injuries. "You alright, Johnny?"
Johnny nodded and looked out the front door for Bo.
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 7:42 am
At this Dinah raised an eyebrow. Her tribe had always been wary of sorcerers. She remembered hearing tales of them. While Dinah herself was no sorcerer she did wear bracelets and had lasso which legend said held some sort of power. Whether or not the tales were true she did not know.
" A sorcerer? Male I presume? Tell me who is this sorcerer and how might I go finding him. I shall handle this job as quickly as possible and bring you back his head as proof."
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 8:04 am
"Bo Silverwolf. A young sorcerer, strong in potential yet weak in mind. Therein lies your advantage."
The withered hand reaches out to Dinah palm up and a glowing orb appears in it, and soon an image takes shape inside. An image of a Native American male riding a horse toward a small home.
"His spells are strong child, very strong, but not at the level they should be by his own doing."
The orb then shows pieces of a battle between the sorcerer and a group of Carocs.
"Even in a life and death struggle, he will not use his power to slay. Advantage number one."
The orb shows the Caroc pinning the sorcerer to the ground with his hands restrained.
"And bind his hands, immobilize them, and he wil be as helpless as any male. His power originates from his hands. Without the use of them, he can not wield his sorcery. Advantage number two."
The orb disappears and the hand reaches into the folds of the cloak and takes out a small pouch. Dinah reaches out and the spectre dumps a small pile of gold coins into her palm.
"Half your payment in advance young one. The other half when he is delivered to the Arena. Alive. We need him."
Dinah frowns.
"For?"
"The Games."
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 10:29 pm
Dinah grunted a little.. she didn't like the fact that she had to keep her target alive. It would be easier and alot more fun just to kill him. Still work is work.
" Listen it's not my place to ask you what these games are. But after I capture him where is this arena you want me to bring him to?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 9:15 pm
The spectre of a woman sighed, a sound made to seem almost like the hiss of a snake. She answered,
"The fabled city of Rome child, therein you shall find the ancient Gladiator Coliseum. That is where the Games are to be held."
The withered hand of the crone turned and the image changed in the golden globe to show the coliseum.
"You should begin your mission young one, but be wary. Just because he is male and weak, the sorcerer is not easily overcome. You must take care of his creative use against his enemies. Plus, he is within the company of two other males, both of whom possess power of their own. Both of whom shall also be in the Games."
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