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Post by Thistle on Aug 28, 2005 11:27:17 GMT -8
"Is it just me or is Thistle getting fa- OW Cessily what was that for?" Bartholomew yelped when the elf smacked him on the back of the head.
"Well I'm ready." Cessily said and her four muskrats popped their heads out of her single pouch and squeaked their approval.
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Post by Zeffa! on Aug 30, 2005 17:45:15 GMT -8
*Magus sighed, and began walking along the path in the direction of the dragon. No doubt it was in some far off land.. it could take a while before they reached it. This would be no short 'out and in by supper time' trip.*
"Let's go." he said conscisly, and continued trodding on, his boots resounding softly against the dirt road, while the metal scythe clinked as it struck and cracked rocks below. The mage seemed to be using the deadly looking farm tool as a walking staff.
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Post by rikimaru on Aug 30, 2005 17:49:50 GMT -8
Riki nodded and took a step down the trail, then paused as he turned back. "Go on without me."
"What?" Tesshu said in surprise.
"You heard me."
"But..." Tesshu was cut short by his brother holding up a hand.
"I too have a new responsibility." He said as he slipped an arm around his wife. "One I nearly neglected."
"I've got 'er safe laddie." Khorg said wit a nod.
"You go help them. Dwarven fury is well known to dragons...plus you can give him a good smack in the face for me." Riki said with a nod as he nudged the dwarf with his foot.
"Aye then...silly boy ye be I'll admit. Never thought I'd see the day ye take a woman over a knife." Khorg said with a big hearty smile beneath his beard.
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Post by Zeffa! on Aug 30, 2005 17:53:28 GMT -8
*And there, for a slight instant, Magus' gaunt scowling face broke into a smile. But as soon as it had appeared, so it left, replaced by a dull and skeptical expression.*
"If you're quite done with your theatrics..." the mage said impatiently.
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Post by rikimaru on Aug 30, 2005 19:52:54 GMT -8
"By the end of this my hammer will be square with yer farhead elf." Khorg said bluntly and rushed past him.
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Post by Zeffa! on Aug 30, 2005 20:47:48 GMT -8
*magus gave no sign that he even heard the dwarf, and simply kept walking.*
"He's nothing compared to slash.. Simple bluffs and jokes.. He's likely soft and weak underneath all that hair." Thought the mage cooly.
*with no real provocation, Magus smirked*
He doesnt have half the wit as slash...
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Post by Thistle on Aug 31, 2005 8:04:47 GMT -8
((slash ehehehe thats nasty stuff man))
Tion grinned at the banter and then hurried after the mage. Cessily rolled her eyes, grabbed Bartholomew's arm and dragged him along.
"I can walk by my self!" The warrior protested trying to pull his arm out of the young elf's grip without hurting her.
"I'm sure you can but you have to be kept on a leash or else you attack anyhting that moves."
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Post by rikimaru on Aug 31, 2005 8:31:21 GMT -8
Khorg grinned at the comment. "I think me and Barty boy will get along just fine."
"Get no ideas dwarf...the boy stays in my sight." Riki said.
"Blah blah keep ye shorts on. We'll just have a bit of fun being the shorter of the mess of ye."
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Post by Zeffa! on Aug 31, 2005 16:55:58 GMT -8
*Magus remained silent for the time being, looking at the path ahead with a scrutinizing gaze as they walked toward their fates.*
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Post by Dark Beauty on Sept 3, 2005 19:06:52 GMT -8
Dark smiles at her husband, a smile that had not been on her face for what seemed like eternity. "Thank you, love." Then she turned to Thistle. "You, my dear, are coming back inside with me to have a little talk." She looked pointedly at Butterball. "Been having a bit of fun, huh?"
Naburine's caramel eyes sparkle as she looks after the mage. "I like his attitude..." she muttered to herself. She began to walk, with Annie beside her, down the path.
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Post by rikimaru on Sept 3, 2005 19:14:22 GMT -8
"Bah...we'll be an eternity! Let's be off!" Khorg bellowed and started to trudge down the path.
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Post by Thistle on Sept 3, 2005 19:19:42 GMT -8
Tion looked at Naburine in disgust. "Thats what Naome thought too but shes got over him in a heartbeat."
Bartholomew saw the bushes rustle and let out a warcryand dived at them. Cessily let out a groan of frustration when he came out with Sir. Turkey. "YOU IDIOT! let him go and come here! One more mess up and I will send you home!"
The warrior put downt he turkey with a sheepish smile and walked over to the elf looking like a guilty child. "Sorry." he muttered.
"And I'll tell Mesphia."
Bartholomew went pale and nodded with a gulp. Tion gave her a Cessily a questioning look but she shook her head.
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Post by Dark Beauty on Sept 5, 2005 12:56:08 GMT -8
Naburine smiled underneath her velvet mask. "I belive that I am actually going to enjoy this..."
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Post by Zeffa! on Sept 5, 2005 13:00:24 GMT -8
*magus stoically ignored them, or was too in thought to notice. He seemed distracted. One major sign of this was that he no longer walked, but rather hovered inches off the ground along the road.*
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Post by Dark Beauty on Sept 5, 2005 13:06:13 GMT -8
Naburine's eyes grow wide at the sight before her. "Wow... How on earth does he do that?!"
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