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Post by SWAT on Jan 22, 2005 20:49:26 GMT -5
Carex was finishing his day of duty with the People's Milita and reporting back to Sentinal Hill the only way he was able to stay in Westfall without having his "deeds" brought up against him. Although he didn't mind working to with the People's Milita to restore Westfall to its former glory. He wished that Stormwind would send reenforcements though knowing well that memory of Westfall was falling from Stormwind.
"Another thief dead...still waiting for when I can get my revenge for that day..." He said softly to himself as apporached the quartermaster.
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Post by Eldae on Jan 22, 2005 21:21:46 GMT -5
Muradin Ironbeard trudged towards the bar, cleaning his blunderbuss as he did so. There was just nothing like a good mug of ale after a long day of traveling. As he entered the tavern, he was greeted by the familiar sounds and scents of ale-houses everywhere. Walking up to the bar, he ordered a draft, sitting back to enjoy it.
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Post by SWAT on Jan 22, 2005 21:25:32 GMT -5
After Carex talked to quartermaster and got his day's pay of 10 copper he decided to go to the local bar. When he entered most everyone glared at him they knew he was thief. He ordered a pint and sat in a dark corner as to keep attention off of himself. Something caught his attention as he saw an orc grunt at the bar something he had rarely seen.
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Post by Eldae on Jan 22, 2005 21:52:26 GMT -5
Muradin looked over the top of his mug at... an orc? The dwarf sighed, longing for the good old days when orcs were enemies, and undead were not to be heard of.
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Post by SWAT on Jan 22, 2005 21:58:33 GMT -5
As Carex finished his pint he sighed rather loudly and unintentionaly drawing attention to himself. He was just glad he was in the darkest corner of the bar.
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Post by Eldae on Jan 22, 2005 22:23:33 GMT -5
Murdain finished his beer and stood up. Walking outside, he noticed someone standing outside the bar. Walking up to the stranger, the dwarf asked "So, what brings you to this town?"
(Tag anyone!)
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Post by epitaft on Jan 27, 2005 10:23:53 GMT -5
*the elf looks at this strange dwarf inquisitively* "Ive come here from the lands to the north, nordath bringin grave news, yet another town has fallen to the undead" the elf said " my name is burton sevengelli"
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Post by Eldae on Jan 27, 2005 15:26:42 GMT -5
Muradin looked at the elf suspiciously. "Nordath, eh? I be explorin' all me life an' never once have I heard of tha' town." The dwarf glowered at the stranger. "You say it's fallen to tha' undead, do ye?"
(Question: are you a night elf or a high elf?)
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Post by epitaft on Feb 7, 2005 14:45:03 GMT -5
(ooc: high elf) "indeed my bretherin, nordath has fallen and along with it the north gaurd, i was sent as an emmisary of king Eldwin to try and rouse what support i could from these fledgling towns but as you can see i have gained very little" burton explained
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Post by Eldae on Feb 10, 2005 22:35:17 GMT -5
Muradin nodded knowingly. "Ah, to be sure, people areound here don't be much for fighting outside o' their homes. I, for one, am alway's up for tha' adventurin' life."
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Post by SWAT on Feb 11, 2005 17:29:53 GMT -5
Carex decided to leave the bar and head home for the night. He had to get some sleep before another long day of defending Westfall.
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Post by Jess on Feb 17, 2005 20:14:42 GMT -5
As carex left the bar, a young woman wearing a long black cloak bumped into him, unnoticable to other she sliped her hand into his pocket and stole what-ever gold was there. "oops...sorry." she says, her soft voice barely audiable as she continues on into the bar.
((Looks like your bored Bladefist ^_^))
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Post by SWAT on Feb 17, 2005 21:02:52 GMT -5
(Hey, Im thief too I can notice being stolen from its not like I have 1 eye and no feeling ) "Heh nice try...you want to give me that gold back? Or shall we make a sceen out of this?" Carex said in soft voice back to the young woman
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Post by Jess on Feb 17, 2005 21:50:43 GMT -5
((Why do you think i did it? boys.. )) "Why...what do you mean?" She says, as she starts to untie the rope holding her long black cloak closed.
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Post by SWAT on Feb 17, 2005 22:49:05 GMT -5
Carex grined slightly and moved his hand on top of his dagger in anticpation. "So thats the way you want it to be?"
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