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 Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 8:19 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 8:20 pm
lol so what should the story be?
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 8:26 pm
Hmm, Basic story but maybe a master and a apprentice thing?
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 8:28 pm
do you want it to be like the whole future and past thing? cause i would prefer if it wasnt. just in the time that the assassins where around. and what are you meaning by master and apprentice?
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 8:30 pm
All in the past for sure, I don't like going back to the future.
I mean like a grand master assassin who is appointed to a younger apprentice and leads them through the way of becoming a master. Guides them through cities and shows them how to kill sneak away, etc..
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 8:40 pm
you going to be the master?
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 8:45 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 8:56 pm
well i think if the guy was the master it might be better
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 9:00 pm
That is fine by me smile
Want to make up a bio?
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 9:18 pm
im not sure her name yet, but she is the daughter of a very good assassin and is very good at being stealthy. I'm thinking she is about 25 or so, her parents are dead now so she has no one else but the assassin guild.
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Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 10:17 pm
Ok then, My character will be a elite in his day and one of the youngest masters of all time but he never gloated and he takes the guild very serious and he is always seen training doing missions or sleeping and never having any fun. Which is part of the reason why. Name I am still working on..
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 6:54 pm
cool, you can start it off, maybe when he gets forced to train my character?
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 9:11 pm
Here is my start, what do you think?
Rayhan sighed and was glad to sit down after a long days work. The stew before him smelled of succulent pork and steamed vegetables. His face seemed monotone even in the happy set room. Beautiful paintings covered the room, from the heavenly sky to the harsh earth they each told a story of his past. Scrolls lined the wall to his right and were stacked to the ceiling. Most for study purposes and a fed for leisure whenever he was given or forced to take some. His dagger stayed attached to hip and his sword on the wall next to the scrolls. He was in light wear, basic clothing and no weapons besides that of his dagger. The few times that someone might see him not geared. His sanctuary and the sacred village of Masyaf. Protected by the assassins and home to them and their secret society.
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 9:24 pm
(its good i like it, and my characters name i will never forget hehe btw they wouldnt eat pork, in that area its a dirty animal, they would eat goat)
Sabra stepped up to the building, she was told that this was where she was to go. she was going to be trained by one of the best. she could smell what ever he was eating and her stomach growled in hunger
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 9:29 pm
((Goat xD I thought it sounded a bit ehhhh but thanks smile ))
Rayhan paused as he reached for his spoon and he could hear the tapping of footsteps, small, feminine, young. He sighed slightly wondering if it were just another young child who had lost their way again and decided to go exploring instead of minding their own. He grabbed the thin cloth and places it in his lap and sat up straight looking at the door waiting as he counted the footsteps and was estimating how many more till the girl reached his room and he would have another ruined quite dinner. So until that point where he had to set someone straight he waited tapping on the table matching the taps with the girls footsteps.
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