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Post by sportsofdoom on Feb 23, 2008 22:12:47 GMT -5
The market place in Anvil
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Post by sportsofdoom on Feb 23, 2008 22:17:27 GMT -5
The two brothers Track and Uhlan walked into the market place desperatly looking for work, but none of the shop owners had any jobs open for them to claim. When night came around they decided to head over to the Anvil inn until morning.((I am RPing for Vite right now, his character is Track and mine is Uhlan))
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Post by sportsofdoom on Feb 23, 2008 22:35:10 GMT -5
In the morning, after coming out of the inn, they headed back into the market to continue their hunt for work. They found a nice man named Mr. Braducked who offered them to work in his store as clerks. They worked in his store for a couple of weeks staying in the inn, always saving their pay for axes they had seen in a weapon smiths store. Until one day they had enough to buy them. They went to the weapon smith and had just enough to pay for them. They told Mr. Braducked that they really wanted to find a job were they could fight, but would work with him until they found that job.
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Post by sportsofdoom on Feb 24, 2008 21:24:32 GMT -5
The two brothers continued working for Mr. Braducked. Until, one day a strange man walked over to them seeing their weapons and asking if they wanted to join him in defeating the imperials. The man took them out of the market and to the town of Bravil.
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Post by Lan on Feb 26, 2008 19:26:11 GMT -5
Crow glanced over his shoulder in time to see an arrow fly through the air and whizz past his head. He cursed an ran faster. If that blasted Kajheet hadn't reached for the pouch at the same time he had, this would be a problem! He vaulted over a small stone wall and caught himself in a roll. He quickly ran over to the well in the middle of the small inclosure he had jumped into and slid off the grate. He had to be quick, the guards were right behind him.
He lowered himself down into the well and slid the grate back on. As son as it fell into place he heard the shout of guards. He quickly scampered down the small metal ladder deeper into the well. He jumped to the ground with a thump, then pulled a small lever at the bottom, causing the ladder to fall. He was safe now.
He finally made his way thrugh the sewers under the city, falling on his cot layed out at the edge of an openning in the small passageways. Small trinkets and ornaments lay around on the floor; trophies of each of his sucsessful missions. He walked to the wall and pressed on a smooth stone. A hidden compartment sprang from the wall, filled with coins from his previous endeavers. Also hidden among the items were his two most prized possesions, his custom daggers. They were forged of ebony, but curved back from the hilt revealing a deadly serrated edge. His father had given them to him the day before his whole family was slaughtered by goblins. Those cursed beasts. He deposited the coins he had stolen. Fifty. Not bad for one day, really.
He closed the comaprtment and leaned against the wall.
( Now im just giving you a brief description. He wears leather armor, very similar to the armor in the game, and also wears a tan cloak that goes over one shoulder and down to his waist.
His real name is Christopher Lint, but among thieves he is known only as Crow. A rouge, really, working for himself and trying to earn a living. He has skill, thats for certain, but he has a long way to go before becomming a professional)
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Post by Lan on Feb 27, 2008 13:35:57 GMT -5
"Still living in the sewers, Christopher?"
Crow jerked out of his daydreams and looked for where the voice was coming from.
Rachel! No that was impossible. But as the figure stepped out of the shadows it was indeed Rachel, smiling at him. He ran to her and hugged her. "Rachel! How did you get out? I thought you had a life sentence! Its so good to se-" Rachel stopped him with a raised hand.
"Some people on the inside finally helped me get out. So here I am!" She gazed around the room. "Not bad.....how long has it been, Christopher? Nine years?"
After they had greeted each other and Crow had given her the tour of his room, she stopped and looked at him. "I have to leave Anvil, Christopher."
Crow stared at her. "Why?"
"The guards are looking for me all over the town. If I stay someone will rat me out or the guards will find me."
"If you ever need me, I'll be at the Imperial city. Who knows, maybe I'll set up a shop."
And with that she ran off into the darkness.
"Don't forget to visit me, Chrisopher Lint!"
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Post by Arissa Warrner on Feb 27, 2008 21:53:43 GMT -5
Shay lead Jukie down the street, looking at the diffrent shops. She had commited two thefts already. Not realy because she needed the food that she took, it was simply fun to take. She had changed back into her "boy" outfit. She was still slightly limping, though if some one thought she was vunrable because of it, thay had another thing coming.
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Post by arrucard on Feb 28, 2008 20:45:33 GMT -5
((this the Place?))
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Post by Arissa Warrner on Feb 28, 2008 20:48:46 GMT -5
((yah))
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Post by arrucard on Feb 28, 2008 20:51:47 GMT -5
((uh..HELP!))
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Post by arrucard on Feb 28, 2008 20:54:56 GMT -5
Being a theif himself Arrucard sank to the shaows following this wounded "thing"
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Post by Arissa Warrner on Feb 28, 2008 21:02:12 GMT -5
(( Thats not very nice mister, remember i know where you live))
Shay was awhere of her "dog". She desided to pull a trick on him. Muttering a short spell she made her self and Jukied invisabal, just to see his raction
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Post by arrucard on Feb 28, 2008 21:04:02 GMT -5
as arrucard followed it appeared to him that this was not some ordinary "man" "with a wound such as that." he muttered "I could barely walk."
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Post by arrucard on Feb 28, 2008 21:04:46 GMT -5
((oops...I got to writing then you popped up sry...))
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Post by arrucard on Feb 28, 2008 21:05:50 GMT -5
Arrucard imdiatly started to think "wait a minute?" he said "they were just there!"
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