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Screenfox · 06-09-2010, 02:18 AM

Nita stood up completely and pulled back her mask. She shook her hair and she didn't smile but had a completely cool look on as she straightened her hair. She remembered when that sort of thing didn't matter to her. Back when she was with him. She put her hand to necklace. But it didn't matter any more. Because he did what he should not have done. She pulled her hand away from her neck and glided over too the cute guy ((that's you flamingfoxx

)). "Hi, I'm Nita." She gave him a slight smile but it wasn't completely sincere, but just for show. "What's your name?" Maybe this people could help her get her revenge, as long as she didn't get distracted by this guy. But perhaps that wouldn't be so bad...

Hromoplast · 06-09-2010, 11:56 AM

Jamal slowly came across the clearing and to the man he shot. He pulled his arrow from the man's shattered skull and cleaned it clean with a piece of leather that hung by the rabbit on his belt.
He moved towards the group that stood tall, and victorious for the day. While on the move he put his arrow back into the quiver and his bow across his back.

"Anyone interested in dining fresh roast rabbit meat?"
His question was a sincere one. He continued quickly: "You all fight well, and it is an honour to share my dinner with you all."
He untied the rabbit and raised it above his head so that everyone can see it, shaking it as he did it.

kain222 · 06-09-2010, 06:02 PM

Frowned ever so slightly, watching the bloodshed, he was slowly about to switch sides and defend the drunken men, when suddenly it was all over. He slowly seathed the blade, his eyes looking over the group who had survived. "Well, I would of prefered it without any more meaningless slaughter, but..." He said, his voice coming out in a deep, rumbling baritone, as he pulled his head back, exposing the lightning-bolt scar underneath his eye.

He turned his eyes to the sky, saying a silent prayer for those who had lost their lives to this completely meaningless conflict. His eyes clothing as a whispered prayer passed his lips, he then flickered his eye to the rest of the group as he then turned around, lifting up the man who he had wounded. He had an incapacitating gash across his thigh, and was groaning drunkenly.

"Shh, now. Here." He said in a kind voice, slowly wrapping the wound in some bandages that the Deryn produced from his pocket. It turns out he didn't actually do a fatal blow to him, merely slowed him for the time being.

"I... What're y'..." He stammered, staring confusedly at his foe. Eyes widening, he was slowly helped to his feet by the lightning-bolt-scarred man. Limping slightly, his face turned red with embarrasment. "I... Thank you, sir, you are... How do they say it? Immortals smile on you! Thank you, thank you!" He blubbered greatfully. "Thank you for sparing me!"

Deryn frowned. "Just don't get yourself into that situation again, you may find that others do not stay their blade as I do." He would state, after all, he had no reason to kill a drunkard. So, why should he? The Deryn turned away as the drunken person hobbled.

The frown widened as he saw the man trying to thank one of his defenders. Rage built up in him, as he strode towards him. "You do not thank for death. Do I make myself clear?" He said, his eyes seeming to burn into his. The man stammered, then quickly crawled away, the Deryn tossing him to the floor. "Tsch." He would say, before turning to the rest, he then grinned at the hunter, the smile seeming infectious.

"Sure. Sounds great."

Hromoplast · 06-09-2010, 06:32 PM

Jamal looked towards the tall man in front of him. He was the most interesting person Jamal had yet encountered - swift with his blade but yet noble.
"You are a strange man", Jamal said to him in a positive fashion, "if only there were more people like you." He got the hand which held the hare down looking down after it. He sighed. He looked really miserable as he remembered that his parents were killed just as coldblooded as the group there killed the drunks.
"Can I know your name noble stranger?"
He said it quietly, but he reckoned that the stranger will still be able to hear him.

flamingfoxx · 06-09-2010, 06:46 PM

Wdeldyr turned to the woman who greeted him, asking him his name. He slipped his now clean blade's into their sheath's at his side. Giving his attention to the girl he muttered, "I see that even in the wake of death you still retain a smile." He said, noticing her polite grin. "But alas, my name is Wdeldyr." He bowed his head slightly, and turned quickly away from the young girl. He wasn't interested in learning her name, nor did he care to get close with any of them. But the kind man's offer of food, was in fact, a very generous offer, one Wdeldyr would not simply turn away.

"I will join you in that fine feast you have acquired, it will definitely do us all good after a battle such as that." Taking notice of the latest partaker in the brawl, Wdeldyr's slight smile vanished. Turning to him, he muttered "I must say you are impressive, you have immense strength and skill in battle, and yet enough control to show mercy to that drunk. It's something I cannot say I would do." He stood, stretching his legs out as he waited for the man's response, turning only once to see the very drunkkard they spared kicked out of the nearby tavern. He chuckled, Seem's like some will never learn. He thought to himself.

Screenfox · 06-09-2010, 06:57 PM

Nita stood a liitle miffed that Wdeldyr had just turned away from her. What a jerk. I was trying to be plesent. No time for girls then? "I will join you guys too." She strowd over too the others who had mostly ignored her. Hmph men.

Null · 06-10-2010, 07:30 AM

Belphor had fought off the drunkards. He only killed one and knocked out few with heavy injuries. He then looted the people who he had fought, he found a few coins but one man had something that made Belphor glad to have joined in. A larger and more elegant looking flask, it still had plenty of alcohol in it. He then drank all of it before wiping his lips with his arm. One man who was in the fight invited the others to partake in a rabbit. "Ay i will join ye" said Belphor in a drunken voice.

kain222 · 06-10-2010, 07:23 PM

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Originally Posted by flamingfoxx

Wdeldyr turned to the woman who greeted him, asking him his name. He slipped his now clean blade's into their sheath's at his side. Giving his attention to the girl he muttered, "I see that even in the wake of death you still retain a smile." He said, noticing her polite grin. "But alas, my name is Wdeldyr." He bowed his head slightly, and turned quickly away from the young girl. He wasn't interested in learning her name, nor did he care to get close with any of them. But the kind man's offer of food, was in fact, a very generous offer, one Wdeldyr would not simply turn away.

"I will join you in that fine feast you have acquired, it will definitely do us all good after a battle such as that." Taking notice of the latest partaker in the brawl, Wdeldyr's slight smile vanished. Turning to him, he muttered "I must say you are impressive, you have immense strength and skill in battle, and yet enough control to show mercy to that drunk. It's something I cannot say I would do." He stood, stretching his legs out as he waited for the man's response, turning only once to see the very drunkkard they spared kicked out of the nearby tavern. He chuckled, Seem's like some will never learn. He thought to himself.

Deryn sighed, smiling ever so slightly. "Oh, if only there were. And strange? Perhaps just a bit more wisened, though the wise never know they are wise. So, by that logic, perhaps I am a fool." He said, his voice seeming mournful for a moment. The wind carrying the deep bartiones. "Though, if there weren't, I would most likely not exist." He said, saying no more as those piercing, sharp eyes flicked up. He was then pulled aside by another man. Another one of those smiles passing across his face as he recited wisely:

"A great man once said that 'absolute power corrupts, absolutely.' I'd rather like to prove him wrong, one day. If you have the power to spare a drunk lout, why not spare him? I doubt he would harm most when sober." The Deryn shrugged to himself, stretching his limbs and brushing the fur coat aside. The almost poetic pattern of his speech continuing to flow from his mouth

Hromoplast · 06-10-2010, 07:59 PM

Jamal moved to the tall man while he was still making his speech. He got to his side and put a hand on his shoulder.
"I couldn't agree with you more kind stranger", he said aloud but honestly,"but let's not leave this dinner to waste, shall we?"
He gestured towards the rabbit on his belt moving the hand from it in the direction of the nearest fireplace.

He turned and started walking towards the fire, getting the rabbit free from the rope that tied it to his belt. On his back, his quiver and bow dwindled as he walked.

Overshadowed · 06-10-2010, 10:37 PM

Koran smiled and nodded politely at the invitation, he planned to compliment the others on their part in the fight as well but instead kept his mouth closed when the others spoke. As the hunter who held the rabbits began to walk to Koran's small fire, he hurriedly threw some more dry branches on to the flames, causing sparks to leap in to the sky for a brief moment.

Koran then looked around, finally getting a good glimpse of those that fought with him. Slowly, he remembered each persons' features until Koran's eyes locked on to one of the males, a man that had an odd lightning shaped scar upon his face. It was only a few seconds later that he realized it was impolite to stare at a stranger for so long and immediately pried his eyes away.

06-09-2010, 02:18 AM	#21 (permalink)
Screenfox 42 Join Date: Apr 2010 Location: Twilight Zone Posts: 900 Reputation: 19	Nita stood up completely and pulled back her mask. She shook her hair and she didn't smile but had a completely cool look on as she straightened her hair. She remembered when that sort of thing didn't matter to her. Back when she was with him. She put her hand to necklace. But it didn't matter any more. Because he did what he should not have done. She pulled her hand away from her neck and glided over too the cute guy ((that's you flamingfoxx )). "Hi, I'm Nita." She gave him a slight smile but it wasn't completely sincere, but just for show. "What's your name?" Maybe this people could help her get her revenge, as long as she didn't get distracted by this guy. But perhaps that wouldn't be so bad... __________________ ~忠誠、献身、公正、恥ずかしさの感覚、洗練された行儀、純粋、謙虚さ、倹約、戦争の精神、名誉と愛情~ --侍の方法

06-09-2010, 11:56 AM	#22 (permalink)
Hromoplast Bongo Crazy Kong Join Date: Jan 2010 Location: Somewhere on Earth, or not... Posts: 235 Reputation: 10	Jamal slowly came across the clearing and to the man he shot. He pulled his arrow from the man's shattered skull and cleaned it clean with a piece of leather that hung by the rabbit on his belt. He moved towards the group that stood tall, and victorious for the day. While on the move he put his arrow back into the quiver and his bow across his back. "Anyone interested in dining fresh roast rabbit meat?" His question was a sincere one. He continued quickly: "You all fight well, and it is an honour to share my dinner with you all." He untied the rabbit and raised it above his head so that everyone can see it, shaking it as he did it. __________________ "P - Ok, now calculate the surface and volume of a triangle. M - But a triangle has no volume! P - Use a square then." Me talking to my favorite Professor.

06-09-2010, 06:02 PM	#23 (permalink)
kain222 Firor's Fury Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: Swanage, in Dorset. Posts: 3,043 Reputation: 94	Frowned ever so slightly, watching the bloodshed, he was slowly about to switch sides and defend the drunken men, when suddenly it was all over. He slowly seathed the blade, his eyes looking over the group who had survived. "Well, I would of prefered it without any more meaningless slaughter, but..." He said, his voice coming out in a deep, rumbling baritone, as he pulled his head back, exposing the lightning-bolt scar underneath his eye. He turned his eyes to the sky, saying a silent prayer for those who had lost their lives to this completely meaningless conflict. His eyes clothing as a whispered prayer passed his lips, he then flickered his eye to the rest of the group as he then turned around, lifting up the man who he had wounded. He had an incapacitating gash across his thigh, and was groaning drunkenly. "Shh, now. Here." He said in a kind voice, slowly wrapping the wound in some bandages that the Deryn produced from his pocket. It turns out he didn't actually do a fatal blow to him, merely slowed him for the time being. "I... What're y'..." He stammered, staring confusedly at his foe. Eyes widening, he was slowly helped to his feet by the lightning-bolt-scarred man. Limping slightly, his face turned red with embarrasment. "I... Thank you, sir, you are... How do they say it? Immortals smile on you! Thank you, thank you!" He blubbered greatfully. "Thank you for sparing me!" Deryn frowned. "Just don't get yourself into that situation again, you may find that others do not stay their blade as I do." He would state, after all, he had no reason to kill a drunkard. So, why should he? The Deryn turned away as the drunken person hobbled. The frown widened as he saw the man trying to thank one of his defenders. Rage built up in him, as he strode towards him. "You do not thank for death. Do I make myself clear?" He said, his eyes seeming to burn into his. The man stammered, then quickly crawled away, the Deryn tossing him to the floor. "Tsch." He would say, before turning to the rest, he then grinned at the hunter, the smile seeming infectious. "Sure. Sounds great." __________________

06-09-2010, 06:32 PM	#24 (permalink)
Hromoplast Bongo Crazy Kong Join Date: Jan 2010 Location: Somewhere on Earth, or not... Posts: 235 Reputation: 10	Jamal looked towards the tall man in front of him. He was the most interesting person Jamal had yet encountered - swift with his blade but yet noble. "You are a strange man", Jamal said to him in a positive fashion, "if only there were more people like you." He got the hand which held the hare down looking down after it. He sighed. He looked really miserable as he remembered that his parents were killed just as coldblooded as the group there killed the drunks. "Can I know your name noble stranger?" He said it quietly, but he reckoned that the stranger will still be able to hear him. __________________ "P - Ok, now calculate the surface and volume of a triangle. M - But a triangle has no volume! P - Use a square then." Me talking to my favorite Professor.

06-09-2010, 06:46 PM	#25 (permalink)
flamingfoxx Marios's Mustache Wax Join Date: May 2010 Posts: 7 Reputation: 10	Wdeldyr turned to the woman who greeted him, asking him his name. He slipped his now clean blade's into their sheath's at his side. Giving his attention to the girl he muttered, "I see that even in the wake of death you still retain a smile." He said, noticing her polite grin. "But alas, my name is Wdeldyr." He bowed his head slightly, and turned quickly away from the young girl. He wasn't interested in learning her name, nor did he care to get close with any of them. But the kind man's offer of food, was in fact, a very generous offer, one Wdeldyr would not simply turn away. "I will join you in that fine feast you have acquired, it will definitely do us all good after a battle such as that." Taking notice of the latest partaker in the brawl, Wdeldyr's slight smile vanished. Turning to him, he muttered "I must say you are impressive, you have immense strength and skill in battle, and yet enough control to show mercy to that drunk. It's something I cannot say I would do." He stood, stretching his legs out as he waited for the man's response, turning only once to see the very drunkkard they spared kicked out of the nearby tavern. He chuckled, Seem's like some will never learn. He thought to himself. Last edited by flamingfoxx; 06-09-2010 at 06:49 PM.

06-09-2010, 06:57 PM	#26 (permalink)
Screenfox 42 Join Date: Apr 2010 Location: Twilight Zone Posts: 900 Reputation: 19	Nita stood a liitle miffed that Wdeldyr had just turned away from her. What a jerk. I was trying to be plesent. No time for girls then? "I will join you guys too." She strowd over too the others who had mostly ignored her. Hmph men. __________________ ~忠誠、献身、公正、恥ずかしさの感覚、洗練された行儀、純粋、謙虚さ、倹約、戦争の精神、名誉と愛情~ --侍の方法

06-10-2010, 07:30 AM	#27 (permalink)
Null Baby Bowsers Soiled Diaper Join Date: Jan 2009 Location: M.I.A Posts: 708 Reputation: 12	Belphor had fought off the drunkards. He only killed one and knocked out few with heavy injuries. He then looted the people who he had fought, he found a few coins but one man had something that made Belphor glad to have joined in. A larger and more elegant looking flask, it still had plenty of alcohol in it. He then drank all of it before wiping his lips with his arm. One man who was in the fight invited the others to partake in a rabbit. "Ay i will join ye" said Belphor in a drunken voice. __________________ From that day... my arm changed... and a voice echoed... power... Give me more power! "Shepherd Book used to tell me, 'Can't do somethin' smart, do somethin' right'." -Jayne Cobb Firefly/Serenity

06-10-2010, 07:59 PM	#29 (permalink)
Hromoplast Bongo Crazy Kong Join Date: Jan 2010 Location: Somewhere on Earth, or not... Posts: 235 Reputation: 10	Jamal moved to the tall man while he was still making his speech. He got to his side and put a hand on his shoulder. "I couldn't agree with you more kind stranger", he said aloud but honestly,"but let's not leave this dinner to waste, shall we?" He gestured towards the rabbit on his belt moving the hand from it in the direction of the nearest fireplace. He turned and started walking towards the fire, getting the rabbit free from the rope that tied it to his belt. On his back, his quiver and bow dwindled as he walked. __________________ "P - Ok, now calculate the surface and volume of a triangle. M - But a triangle has no volume! P - Use a square then." Me talking to my favorite Professor.

06-10-2010, 10:37 PM	#30 (permalink)
Overshadowed Ride em’ Yoshi Join Date: Jul 2009 Posts: 189 Reputation: 10	Koran smiled and nodded politely at the invitation, he planned to compliment the others on their part in the fight as well but instead kept his mouth closed when the others spoke. As the hunter who held the rabbits began to walk to Koran's small fire, he hurriedly threw some more dry branches on to the flames, causing sparks to leap in to the sky for a brief moment. Koran then looked around, finally getting a good glimpse of those that fought with him. Slowly, he remembered each persons' features until Koran's eyes locked on to one of the males, a man that had an odd lightning shaped scar upon his face. It was only a few seconds later that he realized it was impolite to stare at a stranger for so long and immediately pried his eyes away.

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