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 Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2004 11:28 am
*He awoke to the sound of someones voice lightly saying "Help"*
What's going on!
*He notices the girl asleep on the other side of the fire and he gets up to wake her from her nightmare*
Hey! Are you okay?
*She doesn't not awake. He then shakes her arms to try and wake her once again*
It's only a dream wake up!
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Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2004 11:54 am
*She struggles to wake up. Then she feels someone shake her, and then she wakes up. The elf was right beside her; she started crying and grasped him. She cried on his shoulders. After realizing that what she had done she let go of him and quit crying.*
Sorry about that. I do not know what I was thinking.
*feeling a little embarrassed, she got up and started to walk off. Then she did something that she told herself that she wouldn’t do.*
I don’t think I have formally introduced myself. My name is Eve.
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Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2004 4:44 pm
*After picking himself up and regaining his composure he walks over to where she stopped and stuck out his hand*
Nice to meet you Eve. I am Anzeron half-dragon, rogue, and wanted man.
*He then turns around as though in embarrasement*
I don't want you to think wrong about me I was framed for my own brother's murder. I have been searching the man who killed him ever since I was convicted and escaped.
*With this he walks back over to the fire and puts his head down on his bag and looks into the sky woundering what he can do that will help him get along with people and find his brother's killer*
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Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2004 9:16 pm
*what he had said surprisingly did not shock her. She could not put her finger on it, but there was something about him that made her feel better. Perhaps it was the fact that she had company (which she had not had since her parents died), maybe it was something in his voice that soothed her, or it might just be the fact that they were both not wanted. She wanted to get to know him better, but she had never had a friend in her whole life. She did not know what to say. It had been over five years since she had actually carried on a real conversation with someone. She thought that she would give it a try. So she got up and walked over toward him and lay right beside him.*
So…. thanks for waking me up, I owe you one. *he did not move he just kept looking at the sky*whispers* what are you looking at?
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Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2004 10:30 pm
*He turns his head to look at her*
I was looking at the stars for a sign of what to do next. Sorry I didn't answer you before I was thinking hard on my adventures.....
*He turns the rest of his body to speak with her and notices she is glaring very hard at him*
So...I take it you actually want to speak with me now?
*With this he looksi nto her eyes to see they are weary and not focusing very well*
Maybe you shoudl sleep before you exhaust yourself even more. If not then maybe you could tell me something about yourself?
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2004 10:25 pm
(( heart MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT! heart ))
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 7:07 am
*She stands up and stretches out before her eyes take in the half of a stag at her feet. With a sigh she saunters back over to the clear pool by which she left her rucksack and kneels to wash the blood from her face and breath. She curls her tail around one strap of her pack as she stands, switching it to a hand and hefting it over one shoulder. She wanders casually back to the road by starlight and tries to decide whether to rest until dawn or keep moving through the mountains.*
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 10:34 am
* He awoke from his deep sleep outside the cabin beside the now coal pile of a fire. He goes out in search of wood to sustain himself until the sun heats the air more. It is a very chilling morning. He gets a fire going and cooks some of the rabbit he had killed last night. He finished his meal and decided to take a mid morning nap to give time for some warmth in the air before he leaves*
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2005 8:39 pm
*He awakes to the sound of a wild boar pillaging through his belongings searching for food. He decided he was hungry, took out his bow, and killed the boar. He gathered some fire woods and began to feed his famished looking face. After he had satisfied his hunger he went out in search of a good place to bathe himself and clean the blood from his now fully healed wounds and hands from the boar.
Well I suppose the silence is better than the roar of dragons and ogres running around me.
* As he swam around and cleaned all the blood off his battle scarred frame, he failed to notice the sun setting. By the time he had noticed, it was almost to dark to see where he had lain he clothing. He quickly found his clothes and made a fire out of some dead brush where he laid his clothes. He layed down beside the fire and before long he was sound asleep and dry*
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2005 7:33 am
Name: Mai
Species: human
Gender:female
Age: 16
And a short description, including anything you'd like. she has very long blonde hair down to her waist and big true blue eyes. she looks innocent but looks are deceving. she wears a sleeveless black top and a gold dragon necklace. she has black kapris and some black high boots.she has a sword which is usally on her back. shes mostly the tomboy kind of girl and can be very cold sometimes.
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2005 7:57 am
(Welcome to the Pounding Wings Thread)
*He awakes from his slumber. He notices a change in scenery and decides he better check and see where he is, but before he has a chance to arise from his laying position he is slammed back down by a monstrous of a man with black hair and a scar across his face. The man opens his mouth and speaks*
I knew I would find you somewhere and I would get my revenge. I want my dragon back! He is mine now and you are a dead man!
*He swiftly kicks the man in the head and jumps to his feet and reaches for his weapon just to find out it isn't there. He is now surrounded by shadowy creatures and puts his hands down in defeat. They tie him up and place him into a nearby chair*
What do you want with me?
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Posted: Tue Feb 08, 2005 7:22 pm
Name: Padraig
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 25
description
Padraig is a human male. He looks much like the avatar, except wearing a rough brown tunic and leggings. He has the musculature of a swordsman, although no sword is evident. He carries a knarled wooden staff set with a shining green jewel, and a harp is strapped to his back.
The lone figure strides confidently through the morning mists, watching the swirls and gyres of vapor. His trek goes widely unnoticed, as he moves with the silence and grace of one who is accustomed to the woods. infact, he looks as if he is perfectly as one with his surroundings, reveling in the early morning stillness of nature. a song bird trills, and he trills back to it, imitating its voice as perfectly as possible with his human vocal chords.
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Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2005 1:53 pm
*He is struck from behind and become unconcious once again*
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2005 5:56 pm
*Awakening he kinds that he is in the woods. Not sure of his surroundings he reaches for his weapon. He finds that it has been returned to him along with his other belongings. He has no idea what happened to him and is very blurry on the details of where he was and how he come to be where is now presently. All he knows is that he doesn't trust something about his surroundings. As he walks down a path before him he comes upon a cottage that looks vaguely familiar to him.*
I think I have been here before but when.
*Memory slowly finding its way back to him he seeks shelter in the cabin as the darkness looms over him. He now remembers that this is where he had met his friends before he was separated from everyone and everything. Suddenly he remembers what brought him to this cabin in the first place. He was searching for his dragon friend. He decides that there is no use looking for him in the darkness and decides to sleep it over until daylight and try and remember where he last saw his flying friend.*
*As he slips into a deep sleep he remembers the last time he saw his friend. He dozes off and sleeps heavily*
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 6:27 am
Username: Zonza Fighter for Hire
RP name: Zonza
Race: Demon
Age: 17
Height: 7' 10"
Wieght: 327 lbs
Appearance: He has jet black skin, long blood red hair tied back in a ponytail, and three tails. The first tail has a triangular spade on the end, the second a double sided spike, and the third has a whip-like end. He is sold muscle and is very strong, though he is lacking is speed. Brother Blood wears a torn black pair of jeans and a black shirt that is in worse condition than his pants and has a large broadsword sword on his back that is seven feet long, nine inches wide, four inches thick, and is jet black with blood red inscriptions on the blade. He has piercing cat-like eyes and has a scar that runs from just above his eyebrow, over his eye, and down to the corner of his mouth. Blood also has claws that have poison on the tips of them and are about six inches long and virtually indestructible.
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