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Post by Kanetsugu Naoe on Aug 29, 2006 21:28:59 GMT -5
Criss sat on the top of a cool, icy mountain next to a warm volcanic volcanoe. He wondered if theres things that live beyond earth.
"What happens after we die? Do we become a star? Do we become a ghost? Do we live on earth forever? Do we go to heaven and live a happy life after life?"
He wondered alot of things just knew it would never be solved
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Post by Kanetsugu Naoe on Aug 30, 2006 14:35:59 GMT -5
He keeps looking at the stars
"Will i ever become a sage"
He thinks about him being a sage and smiles
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Ariadne
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Do you beleive in Magic??
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Post by Ariadne on Aug 30, 2006 17:07:00 GMT -5
Ariadne had decided that day to take a nice walk on the mountains. A breath of fresh air is just what she needs. As she walked she saw a boy which was apparantly talking to himself. Ariadne smiled and walked towards him. "I dont know....Its all up to you." Ariadne answered his question which wasnt directed to her.
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Post by Kanetsugu Naoe on Aug 30, 2006 17:20:01 GMT -5
jumps alittle because she scared him
"oh my! hello im Criss Criss Angel and i guess it is my choice" he smiles
"so whats your name"
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Post by Gnoll Cutthroat on Aug 30, 2006 18:43:34 GMT -5
Thramuul's hunt for the human boy, one clad in pointless decorations beneath which he knew there would be fresh meat to sink his teeth into, finally bore fruit. Sitting atop a stone spire, the boy spoke in the human language to himself; Thramuul had never bothered to learn of his prey's speech, favoring their screams over their muttering. Either way, this was his chance; getting ready to throw one of his three javelins, the Gnoll crouched among the rocks, licking his lips at the thought. Just as he was about to toss the well-crafted spear, another figure appeared - a female human, dressed similarly to the boy he had been tracking. Perfect, the word flashed through his mind in a twisted Gnoll dialect; he through a javelin, hurling it full-force at Ariadne's back.
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Post by Kanetsugu Naoe on Aug 30, 2006 19:12:22 GMT -5
he got up to shake her ahnd and got hit in the stomach with the spear and he screamed it didnt get to deep because he had a lite armor on and his muscle stopped some of it but he fell back
"oh what the heck was that"
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Lessien Mithrandír
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Fate only takes you so far!! Once your there its up to you to make it Happen!!
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Post by Lessien Mithrandír on Aug 31, 2006 3:04:36 GMT -5
Lessien look on silently from her perch further down the hill. Her heart raced at the screams that echoed through the air. Turning her attention to the point on the hill where two figures now lay. She knew neither of the two, as she looked around silently she saw the means of the attack. Pity did not lay with those that may meet there end by this act, but something in her said it was natural law. Something about what she had just witnessed held justice. Deciding it was not her business, she pulled her attention back to the view of nature. Thoughts ran through her mind. The ambition for power should never be the way to achieve; lifting an apple from her bag taking a bite out of it.
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Ariadne
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Post by Ariadne on Aug 31, 2006 13:28:09 GMT -5
Ariadne turned around to find herself looking at a hideus beast. It seems as if he had attacked the stranger she had been conversing with. Ariadne was stunned. she had never had such an encounter with a beast such as this. Wait....yes she has...But they were werewolves and well they didnt stand on their legs and hold javelin and such.
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Post by Gnoll Cutthroat on Aug 31, 2006 14:19:53 GMT -5
The Gnoll missed his intended target, but was rewarded by a scream from his original prey; the second one, the girl, looked dazed at the moment; Thramuul seized the opportunity and hurled another javelin at her, this one much sharper and aerodynamic; as it spiraled toward her soft belly, the Gnoll dropped his last spear and picked up a menacing weapon; it was one long, crescent-shaped blade, and there was an oval-shaped hole in the middle that allowed him to hold the blade - the entire piece was almost as tall as he was, and very, very sharp. He prepared to charge, the weapon (appropriately named 'Head Cutter', a loose translation from its original name in the Gnoll tongue) facing horizontally in front of him.
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Post by Kanetsugu Naoe on Aug 31, 2006 15:14:50 GMT -5
he yells
"watch out"
he pulled the javelin out of his stomach and slowly got up getting dizzy from losing blood but had enough power to make a breeze that pushes the javeling away from its target
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