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Post by arrucard on Apr 27, 2008 20:44:57 GMT -5
(( I cant figure out what to post next... ))
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Post by eadgarvile on Apr 27, 2008 20:52:49 GMT -5
(Then I'll post again  "Can you not speak, boy?" The man wondered aloud, lifting his hand and brushing his chin. |
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Post by arrucard on Apr 27, 2008 20:56:34 GMT -5
((Is he talking to me?))((And I gtg... You can RP for me if you want...))
Roy gave a nod and glared at the man. He was tired of the man calling him boy
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Post by eadgarvile on Apr 27, 2008 20:58:03 GMT -5
(Yea, the man's talking to Roy)
"Boy! No need for glaring. Do you have a name? I'm sure you can write it out if you dip your finger in your tea and use it as 'ink'. Come-on! Give it a try."
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Post by Lan on Apr 27, 2008 21:08:02 GMT -5
Lan stepped into the 'abandoned' clock tower. Better to sleep here than pay money (which he didn't have) to sleep in an inn.
((mind if I join you?))
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Post by eadgarvile on Apr 27, 2008 21:08:52 GMT -5
(Of course not! :D Welcome!)
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Post by Lan on Apr 27, 2008 21:10:18 GMT -5
((im not really sure whats going on here...where's eadgar?))
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Post by eadgarvile on Apr 27, 2008 21:11:20 GMT -5
The man's ear suddenly perked, his hearing was so sensitive he could differ the sound like a drum from a flute.
"Boy, write your name down. I want to go check something, I shall return. And nice tea by the way, it tastes nice."
The man lifted himself from one knee and sprinted fast enough his legs kicked up a cloud of dust behind him, and it was a clocktower of all places.
"Hello?" The man bellowed below into the entrance of the tower.
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Post by eadgarvile on Apr 27, 2008 21:11:46 GMT -5
(Eadgar? He's searching high up in the clocktower for the White Cloaked Man ;))
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Post by Lan on Apr 27, 2008 21:15:42 GMT -5
Lan saw a life force moving aroun above him. Automatally suspecting bandits, he drew his bow and slowly started ascending the stairs.
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Post by eadgarvile on Apr 27, 2008 21:57:36 GMT -5
"Hold there, archer." The man shouted down, keeping his steps now as slow as Lan.
"Don't shoot me. It's not worth the bloodshed."
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Post by arrucard on Apr 28, 2008 11:34:02 GMT -5
Roy grasped the paper and began to write his name down once more.
<My Name is Roy and you are?> Roy trotted after the man at a slow pace How have so many people found this place? Is there no Point in the fate that has brought me here? Or is it I who have made the path for others to join? Gah...This is all very very confusing... Roy thought as he rubbed his temples
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Post by Lan on Apr 28, 2008 19:42:17 GMT -5
((ahhh yes Rtoy))
"What are you doing in this tower?" Lan called out
((here's a cool tidbit, lan has a slight
English accent.))
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Post by eadgarvile on Apr 28, 2008 22:01:08 GMT -5
"In this tower?" The man cooed softly, "Aha! In this tower.. I am but here. No need for my reasons to be told, they are of my business and my business alone. May I ask what of your presence?"
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Post by arrucard on Apr 29, 2008 10:44:10 GMT -5
Roy walked carefully behind the man. He was at least a head taller than him and was diffrently built but it was hard to tell through the mans cloak. Roy tapped him on the shoulder and handed him the piece paper.
((Heh... Sorry bout that Ill fix it promptly ))
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