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(Hey man, no problem, hostilities in the party is an excellant plaot twist. Don't worry, it seems that I don't get along with any of the current party, all the races hate me! lol) Redras was startled for a moment before thinking, What a barbarous fellow... He then took out his map, calculating how l...

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"You doubt the power of the old gods!" He laughed, seeing as how many had turned to the civilazation of the kingdoms, bah! I need no kingdom to protect me, I have the Olden Gods. He thought as he started, walking off towards town, One good thing about civilazation though, is that with it, ...

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"Your worse than Ivan!" He shouted as he tossed a Grrenade in her direction.

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"Well," said Redras after witnessing the event, "isn't that pleasant... I'll gather my things and I'll be ready to move." He made his way back to his room, where he fitted his armor, and sheathed his Falcata, strapping his sheild to his back, he made his way out of the room, glea...

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Otto's head shot up as he saw the rocket, well, rocketing towards him... all that occured to him be fore he dodged was, Hell no, not again... I got enough of this on the Eastern front in '43... damn Russians... He then bolted away, enough to keep himself from being killed, but still fragged. OOC: lol

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OOC:Well, it really ins't my place to say, you're in charge, do with them as you wish.

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OOC: Right then!
Zack Mc'Cully... sounds Irish, I'm going to have to aquire some form of authoritative status, or just kill a police officer... THat gave him an idea, but he'd have to wait until nightfall...

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OOC: Good plan! Redras' head shot up when he heard the scream, he shuffled down to the Undercroft, looked into the open room, then upon discovering the Wood Elf drenched in saweat against the wall with nothing threatening around, his hopes of killing something were extinguished. Irritated, Redras th...

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OOC:What's the boy's name?
Otto walked along the streetside, reading the card as he went, 13 years old, poor little bastard... He then could've sworn he'd heard paws pattereing in the distance, but he just dismissed wha he thought to be his imagination.

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Otto watched the fight from the diner down the street. Suprising ho they haven't gotten anyone's attention, with all that violence & all. He watched them both go in oppisite ways. He then left a tip for the coffe and departed to the north, the way neither went, and the way he need to go, but the...

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Vindex watched the arrow find it's mark, admiring the boy's skill with a bow, said, "Nice. But how good are you in a melee?"

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Redras ascended the stairs to find the Bosmer from before standing with a Man and, a very awkward looking Blue Argonian. "Greetings good sirs!" He said as he walked up to them, and asked, gesturing at Kei, "I assume you are her compatriots?"

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Vindex persisted, "But, you're too young to be professional, yes?" He inquired, "Surley you can't enjoy that work, plus, I have no money! If I did I'd be at the bawdy house right now!" He gave a hearty laugh, then continued, "If blacksmithing is really what you want to do, t...

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"I am Vindex, proffesional Barbarian at your service, but without, quite obviously, any armor." He gestured at his coarse linen leggings then at his flax shirt. "Perhaps, a trade, if you will?"

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Redras heard a crash upstairs, thinking to himself, Must be one of the preists... then remembering that there were no preists, he fastened his Curiass on, slipped the surcoat over it and, with his falcata at his side, went upstairs to see what had happened.

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As twilight fell over the feilds of Pelennor, a fairly grumpy Dwarf and Elven guide finally reached the City, Confound that Elf, tall son of a... leave it to an Elf to screw up a simple estimation where a dwarf on the other hand... Grubili's mind was set on cursing the poor guide as he ascended the ...

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Vindex then walked to the young blacksmith and inquired, "Did you just say you were a blacksmith, my good man?" Hoping to strike a deal with him.

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Vindex immediatley promised the boy that no word would leave his lips while he was sober, (This is much earlier, lol, this is fast) and just watched as the rest of the situation unfolded.(Sorry I just woke up and I'm not exactly in the condition to respond to each of these posts...lol) Then slightly...

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Grubili bounced up and down on the horse's back. Curse this library of knowledge... why does it have t obe all the way south to Minas Tirith... Great city indeed, harumph! He was tall for a dwarf, Grubili, at least enough to ride a horse... He was traveling to the south, to Minas Tirith, and its gre...

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"Little," he replied back to her in her own tounge, "heh, you have much room to be talking Forest-born." Vindex then turned to the boy attempting to see how he could commit such an act, let alone summon the power to decimate a hillside.

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