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Post by Largo LeGrande on Mar 6, 2006 4:05:04 GMT
"Repairs?" Largo guessed, glancing at the shop and considdering what to do.
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Post by darkness on Mar 6, 2006 4:07:06 GMT
"Improvement," Virose lied sarcasticaly. Then again, a whole piece was an improvement from one split in two.
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Post by Largo LeGrande on Mar 6, 2006 4:16:47 GMT
"Hmm," Largo mumbled noncommittally, and paused to think before speaking again. "Could you use another?" He asked, knowing well that some warriors would only use their own sword.
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Post by darkness on Mar 6, 2006 4:26:30 GMT
"I guess," Virose shrugged. He could use any sword, though his had been given to him by his accademy. Then again, it wasn't like he had a lot of school spirit anymore.
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Post by soldicold on Mar 6, 2006 4:26:41 GMT
OOC: Would I be able to join in?
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Post by darkness on Mar 6, 2006 4:29:01 GMT
OOC: Well, i suppose i got no problems, Largo?
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Post by Largo LeGrande on Mar 6, 2006 4:29:42 GMT
"Then I beleive I have one for you to use, follow me," Largo said, and set off at a brisk, but not hurried pace towards the nearest Inn.
OOC:...meh, I spose it's okay..
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rainlightlyn
Grand High Paladin
There is no one true way, but hundreds of different ways.
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Post by rainlightlyn on Mar 6, 2006 4:30:49 GMT
OOC: I'm going to join eventually. Just waiting for a good opening ;D
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Post by darkness on Mar 6, 2006 4:31:02 GMT
Virose followed, looking forward to the idea of sleeping in a bed for a change of pace.
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Post by soldicold on Mar 6, 2006 4:32:49 GMT
OOC: Thanks I'll wait for a worthwile opening.
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Post by Largo LeGrande on Mar 6, 2006 4:47:31 GMT
OOC: well, anyone who is waiting, I'll give you an opening now, alright?
bic:
Entering the Inn, Largo bypassed the innkeeper and headed straight up the stairs.
"Don't think we are going to be here for long," he warned. "Like I said, we don't have much time... Earlier this evening, a boy from a nearby village ran into town. He was exhausted, and injured. Apparently his village came under attack a little after sunset, and he was sent to bring aid." His voice was only now beginning to contain emotion, but he still sounded calm.
He continued the explanation until he eventually came to the room he must have been seeking, and opened the door. Inside were the people he had already gathered to help.
"The guards would not help him, so I organized as many people as I could, and we will be heading there shortly," He finished, as he held the door for the man.
The inside the room was not unlike any other room in the inn, Largo had paid for the boy to stay there, and he was currently unconscious in the small bed. There were other people in the room too...
OOC: Now is an ideal time for you two to introduce yourselves, and how 'I' managed to get you here. Etc..
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Post by darkness on Mar 6, 2006 4:49:38 GMT
OOC: Good job.
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Post by Largo LeGrande on Mar 6, 2006 4:51:51 GMT
OOC: Thanks!
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rainlightlyn
Grand High Paladin
There is no one true way, but hundreds of different ways.
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Post by rainlightlyn on Mar 6, 2006 4:56:00 GMT
OOC: Yes Largo-san. Jan looked up as the door opened. The half-elf was sitting in a chair next to the bed, her glaive leaning against the wall next to her. She had been putting a damp cloth against the boy's forehead when Largo returned with another stranger. The display of care for the child was very unusual for her. Normall Jan didn't show anything at all. But the child's story reminded her too much of what had happened to her own village so very long ago. She looked over the newcomer, speculating on his worth as a fighter.
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Post by soldicold on Mar 6, 2006 4:57:13 GMT
ooc: Thanks Largo.
bic: Soldimon looked towards the door, his eyes focusing on the newcomer. He moved from his sitting position on the floor, quickly to an upright standing position. His eyes shimmered in the soft candle light of the room. “Hello I am Soldimon.”
He thought about what had brought him here, how Largo had realised his talents when he had thrown that thief from the store in the centre of town. Then he thought about the story Largo had told him about the boy and his village being attacked, then he realised only to well why he was here.
Soldimon held out his hand, to shake the hand of the newcomer out of courtesy.
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