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Post by darkwolf on Mar 11, 2005 0:23:26 GMT -5
meanwhile, back at the now dispersing crowd that had gathered during the fight, an old man that goes by the name of bandar flamefist looked on in the direction of the temple.
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Post by darkwolf on Mar 14, 2005 18:51:06 GMT -5
((no one's posting, so I thought I would try and get things going again))
The door to the temple creaks open as Bandar walks in. "May I ask what that scene back there was about, kind sirs?"
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Post by Jess on Mar 14, 2005 18:53:58 GMT -5
Desire simply bows and exits the room, getting ready to change into her normail guise and pick-pocket another fool exiting the tavern.
She locks the heavy door, sealing it shut with a heavy magic padlock that only she could unlock, and swiftly changed into her normal 'theif' clothes, removing the hood and wearing heavy makeup, disguising herself as a man.
She opened the window and left the temple out the back, walking towards the tavern.
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Post by darkwolf on Mar 14, 2005 19:17:04 GMT -5
"Where was she off to in such a hurry?" Bandar strides up to the company and bows deeply, with a fancy, twirling hand gesture. "My name is Bandar Flamefist, and I am pleased to make your aquiantance((too lazy to spell that word))."
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Post by Eldae on Mar 14, 2005 21:47:28 GMT -5
(ooc: Just out of curiosity, what fight?)
Muradin looked up at the stranger. "Eh? Ah, well, I guess she has some other patients to attend to. Lots of casualties from the militia, I suppose. Although I am wondering when this became a public ward."
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Post by darkwolf on Mar 15, 2005 1:12:44 GMT -5
((the fight between all of you 3...look back a page or 2))
"Yes, they usually do not turn places like this into public wards unless it's a time of war." Bandar paused for a second or two "Are you sure the healer was all she appeared to be?"
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Post by MalGanis on Jun 2, 2005 19:58:20 GMT -5
Carex attempted to stand by himself and almost falling down on face manages to grasp the wall and pull him self up. "Ugh...poison...lousy side-effects..." He said shaking his head slightly.
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Post by warkiller on Jun 3, 2005 13:49:41 GMT -5
((Vincent, since MalGanis decided to reengage that thread, come in this one. I'm coming in this one.))
An old man came walking in the city, coming close to the temple, he was wearing a long gray cloak and was slightly tall. Long silvering hairs could be seen coming from the hood. He looked around, clearely searching for something, or he was curious.
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wolfdawolf
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the devil in your eyes
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Post by wolfdawolf on Aug 19, 2005 11:16:58 GMT -5
Belkor sat in the tavern, staying closer to the darker corners. Orcs were still not fully accepted by anyone, and he was not in the mood for conflict. Alone with his thoughts he waited, drinking slowly and remembering his past.
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