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Post by Bacon on Feb 17, 2005 21:14:23 GMT -5
The dragon coninues to soar.
"Which way, Chris?"
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Post by Chris on Feb 18, 2005 0:12:47 GMT -5
"North toward that tower of rocks." CHris gestures toward a crumbling rock spire. An old mage meditating at the top is the only visable person around.
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Post by Bacon on Feb 19, 2005 15:46:39 GMT -5
The dragon, seeing Chris's hand in the corner of its eye perhaps, heads for the indicated rocks.
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Post by Chris on Feb 19, 2005 22:58:00 GMT -5
"Whats this guys name? Just wondering." Chris asks.
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Post by Bacon on Feb 25, 2005 21:59:57 GMT -5
"Whats this guys name? Just wondering." Chris asks. "Kreearoki, kiki rourak." ((You've probably figured out the main sounds of the dragon landauge by now, huh?)) KREEERKIOKE"He calls himself StoneMash." |
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Post by Chris on Feb 25, 2005 22:03:01 GMT -5
((Hell no))
"Oh okay..."
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Post by Bacon on Mar 1, 2005 22:02:13 GMT -5
((K and R, with vowels mixed in...))
"We should arrive at the rocks soon."
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Post by Chris on Mar 1, 2005 22:03:39 GMT -5
"Great." Chris smiles.
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Post by Bacon on Mar 10, 2005 20:49:52 GMT -5
In just a few moments, they reach the rocky spire.
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Post by Chris on Mar 10, 2005 22:31:36 GMT -5
The mage looks up. "Who are you two?" He looks afraid and grabs his staff.
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Post by Bacon on Mar 16, 2005 23:32:42 GMT -5
"Ah... I am Tycrid, a scholar so smart I can't remember very much at all, sadly!"
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Post by Chris on Mar 17, 2005 18:43:51 GMT -5
The mage looks confused. "Why are you two here?!?" He asks in a quick and sharp voice.
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Post by Bacon on Mar 17, 2005 22:33:50 GMT -5
"Uh, I...forgot. Told you I forget... Chris, why are we here?"
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Post by Chris on Mar 17, 2005 22:36:47 GMT -5
"We need the septer of darkness." The mage blinks. "And you think you can control it?" He asks in a hushed voice. "No. I want to destory it to prevent someone else from using it." The mage glares at both of them.
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Post by Bacon on Mar 18, 2005 23:16:02 GMT -5
"Uhh... yeah... that staff could be very...destructive if misused." Tycrid says, a little scared by the glaring.
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