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Post by Kuraz on May 26, 2008 19:28:55 GMT -5
"GAH!! HAVE ANY OF YOU HAVE EVER HEARD OF A FAIR DUEL!!"
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Post by Lan on May 26, 2008 19:29:55 GMT -5
"Not at all," he said, sidestepping the dagger, his hand darting out and catching it by the hilt.
He eyed it and twirled in in the air an couple of times before suddenly throwing it. The knife embedded itself in a wooden beam right next to rejan's head. "But i do have a problem with people throwing knives at me."
((he's replying to rejan saying got a problem.))
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Post by Arissa Warrner on May 26, 2008 19:30:30 GMT -5
Kearen snickerd "my turn?"
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Post by arrucard on May 26, 2008 19:30:45 GMT -5
Roy began to grow tired fo the bickering.
He drew his gunlance high with one arm and fired a round into the air.
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Post by Kuraz on May 26, 2008 19:31:03 GMT -5
"and i have a problem with people breaking my swords" rejan said as he cast a hateful glance at kearen "and would you keep the nose down"
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Post by Arissa Warrner on May 26, 2008 19:31:26 GMT -5
Kearen jumped "thats loud." She told him "its cool though."
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Post by Lan on May 26, 2008 19:33:19 GMT -5
Lan eyed Roy. "I had it under control. watch where you shoot, boy, before someone gets hurt."
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Post by Arissa Warrner on May 26, 2008 19:35:25 GMT -5
Kearen scowled at Rejan "get your own sword.If your going to mess with a priestess of Drenkza deal wit the results. "
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Post by arrucard on May 26, 2008 19:35:35 GMT -5
"I Advise you to watch out as well.." Roy Growled
"You are still an intruder as well!"
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Post by Kuraz on May 26, 2008 19:36:54 GMT -5
"will you let me go if i promise not to harm her" rejan asked roy
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Post by Arissa Warrner on May 26, 2008 19:38:11 GMT -5
Kearen laughed "hurt me! you have no idea who your talking to. I took out lots of you bandits with Dire, one is no issue!"
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Post by Kuraz on May 26, 2008 19:39:15 GMT -5
"but im not you average bandit"
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Post by Arissa Warrner on May 26, 2008 19:40:05 GMT -5
"im not your average girl."
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Post by Lan on May 26, 2008 19:40:09 GMT -5
Lan froze.
surely she doesn't mean....no. That's impossible.
The last time he had seen Dire Sothe was lying peacefully on a cot in the Great Hall, unconscious.
"Dire...? what was his last name??"
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Post by Arissa Warrner on May 26, 2008 19:41:17 GMT -5
"uhm Sothe i think. he put up a good sparring match, and lunch." She said grinning
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