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Post by epitaft on Feb 18, 2005 10:19:41 GMT -5
burton noticing the specticle unfolding down the street quietly slips up near to hear whats they are saying and thinks to himself ^ by azura if these folks could be so great at their craft that they can catch the other in the slpit of a second they must be the kind of people im lookin for^
but burton says nothing and just watches
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Post by Eldae on Feb 18, 2005 21:48:12 GMT -5
Hearing the commotion, Muradin turned away from the stranger to look at what was happening. When he saw Carex in the middle of it, he laughed, shaking his head. "Really Carex, an' here ah though' ye were reformed. Wha' be tha' matter this time?"
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Post by SWAT on Feb 18, 2005 23:41:33 GMT -5
"She was trying steal from me Muradin as hard as that maybe to believe." Carex laughed slightly
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Post by Eldae on Feb 19, 2005 9:35:38 GMT -5
Muradin broke into laughing again. "So, she stole from ye firs', did she? All these years in tha' militia mus' be makin' ye slow."
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Post by SWAT on Feb 19, 2005 12:14:36 GMT -5
"Haha Im not slow from that...just wasn't expecting it today...I should have though." Carex grinned
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Post by Eldae on Feb 19, 2005 20:50:00 GMT -5
Murdain grinned appreciatively. "Ah, sure enou', tha's when it'll always happen: righ' when ya let yer guard down." The dwarf turned to face the other human. "I take it ye've returned wha' ye took?"
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Post by Jess on Feb 20, 2005 21:42:05 GMT -5
((Shoulda been on lol)) While carex was distracted she stuck him with a narcotic-coated needle, undoubtly hidden up her sleeve(How cliche ), the heavy sleepind poison taking effect fast, as she knees him in the groin and takes off in a swift and agile run. "You should pay more attention slowpoke!" she shouts tauntingly at carex as the wind runs through her cloak. ^Hey, looks like i didnt need to use these after all.^ she thinks, noting several smoke bombs hidding in her cloak.
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Post by Eldae on Feb 20, 2005 22:03:25 GMT -5
Muradin, seeing the thief run off after assaulting Carex, levelled his blunderbuss and fired. As he shot, carex stumbled into him, and the resultant jostling made the projectile hit the thief in the calf instead of sqaure in the back. Pulling himself back up, the dwarf ran after the thief, reloading his blunderbuss as he did so.
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Post by Jess on Feb 20, 2005 22:21:53 GMT -5
^Oh crap...^ she thought as she stumbled when the ball hit her calf. She roll over in mid air and pulled one of her smoke balls out of its hiding place. As the dwarf ran at her, with the blunderbuss aimed, she hurled it at her feet, creating a large cloud of thick black, choking smoke. As the smoke lingered in the air she stood herself up and hid in a nearby alley, hiding in a cellar underneath a storehouse.
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Post by SWAT on Feb 21, 2005 17:22:25 GMT -5
Carex hardly able to hold himself up anymore from the poison collapses on the ground.
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Post by epitaft on Feb 21, 2005 21:42:17 GMT -5
ooc- dang you guys post fast..like 4 in one day
Burton noticing that the man had colapsed rushed over unsure if he was injured or not " my friend are you in need of aid?"
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Post by Jess on Feb 22, 2005 22:23:23 GMT -5
Still hidden in the cellar she snicekrs silently to herself and begins rooting through what she had stolen from the foolish militia guy, finding a few gold coins and some rations. "Man...is everyone in this god-forsaken town poor!" she says aloud to herself, barely audiable for those outside to hear.
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Post by SWAT on Feb 23, 2005 14:54:56 GMT -5
Carex managed a slight groan as he passed out into a sea of darkness.
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Post by Eldae on Mar 1, 2005 17:18:42 GMT -5
Muradin turned towards Burton. "Let's get him to the local temple. I'll take his arms, you take his legs and follow me. The temple's just over this way."
(ooc: The accent was annoying me, so I stopped. You'll just have to imagine it.)
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Post by Jess on Mar 2, 2005 21:45:17 GMT -5
Quickly, she slipped into her normal Guise, since noone saw her face. So, dressed as a nurse she went to the healers tent, tending to a soldier with a severe chest wound. She was now wearing short white clerical robes and a headband with a red cross on the front.
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