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 Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 4:18 pm
*peeks over Velnt's shoulder and sees a guy. smiles*
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 6:23 am
"OH, my appologies greetings to you too"
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 6:32 am
Completely taken off track from his path to his house, Velnt just stares at this man who walked up and seemed to know who he was. "How do you know who I am?" Not even sure that he wanted to find out, Velnt readied himself for a fight or for running for his life.
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 8:53 am
"Do not fear me, I am a friend with a common goal" Sparky said raising a hand in protest. "Like you my town was attacked by the bandits, but unlike you I am the only thing let of my town. I have little gold and few possesions, but my skills as a ranger are the best in the land"
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 9:57 am
"And how is it that you know who I am and what I am thinking? Not to mention the fact that you seem to know every iota of my plans. Are you a spy? I will not tolerate anyone with secrets about me or what they pretend to know."
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 1:25 pm
"I have been lurking behind you for a while now. Forgive me, but I needed to know what you were up to before I could reveal my own plans." Sparky said trying to show he ment no harm.
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 3:08 pm
"Here" Sparky says sorrowfully, and pulls out a half burnt photograph of a older man and women "this......was my family"
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 5:46 pm
Ducky looks at the picture over Velnt's shoulder.
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 6:32 am
"I'm sorry for your loss." Velnt looked at the picture, realizing a little more significance of it. "You must be from a rich family to have gotten a portrait such as this. The work is immaculate, I've never seen work of this quality before."
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 8:17 am
"Yes we are...... were wealthy community. That is probably what brought them to our town.
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 11:01 am
"If you were so wealthy, then you must have made a bad decisions of guards, because money can buy good protection." Wanting to continue to hid house, Velnt turned from Sparky and started to walk down the path. Getting to the door, Velnt took a deep breath, and opened it into the hell that his home had become. Rafters hanging onto the floor, beds and other furniture destroyed, and hardly anything left, Velnt did his best not to shed a tear. He walked over to the far wall where there was a certain amount of debris blocking the corner. Pushing this pile aside, Velnt opened a compartment that was hidden and pulled out his sword. It was a dark metal, with faint, glowing runes along the blade and a black hilt covered with ancient writing that had been long forgotten. Smiling a sad smile, Velnt took the sword and scabbard and put them onto his back , swinging the baldric over his head and onto his shoulder.
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 12:39 pm
As Sparky saw the well made sword he was impressed with it's high quality. "It is a magnificent blade," Sparky said solumly. He wish he could have said something more meaningful, but he had nothing that he thought would matter
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 4:07 pm
"'Magnificent'?" A voice scoffed from above. The young man donned black apparel, including a black mask covering the bottom of his face. A giant red scarf flowed from his neck, blowing in the breeze which filled the ruined house. His short silver hair was spiked, slightly slanted forward. The ninja wore a katana on his back, hand resting on the handle.
"'Magnificent'"? The ninja laughed. "I've seen slaves with better utensils!"
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 4:20 pm
(great) thought Velnt, (Another one who doesn't knock....) "And who would you be? Another warrior bent on revenge of the same marauding band?" Not waiting for an answer, Velnt continued, "And then you insult my sword. Not that I care, but it is all I have left of value. If you are an assailant unto me, however, I will use it against you. I may be a peasant, but I do know how to dance as the swordsman does.
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 2:19 pm
Ducky looks up, wondering (where are these people coming from?). she just stands there admiring what was left of the house.
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