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RP / Re: Guardians of the Citadel
« Last post by Tusserk on January 28, 2015, 04:35:10 PM »
Turning his head at the mention of a fey, Tusserk finished gathering his items. "Faerie or Grig, neither is a good thing to play around with in a swamp. I may have been born and raised in the United States but my family is Welsh. You do not approach random Fey in a swamp, not if you want to live."

Tusserk followed the group towards the monostary while keeping keeping a rear guard, constantly watching for the tell-tale swirl of the mist of something moving behind them or to their flanks.
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RP / Re: Guardians of the Citadel
« Last post by Lucky on January 28, 2015, 04:32:58 PM »
Lucky bobbed is head in agreement at the groups decision, happy to leave the wyrm in the fetid swamp where it slumbered, flicking an ear at the rogues suggestion of leaving Wilem in the care of the monastery. "Perhaps, depending on their temperament, a bunch of tranquil elven monks may not wish to have an excitable human boy running amok in their place of meditation." He placed an affectionate paw on the boys shoulder, regarding him warmly as he pointed out the fleeing fairy.

"I like your idea of returning properly equipped for the fight Valadaar, fighting the beast on our terms is a wiser course then picking a fight without proper preparation and will hopefully prevent any deaths on our side."
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RP / Re: Guardians of the Citadel
« Last post by Murometz on January 28, 2015, 03:48:50 PM »
The carrot-haired priestess strode purposefully westward, changing direction from the Dracolisks slimy abode, toward the monastery from whence Spiderheart hailed. Sil was not far behind. Lucky went where Sil went, Val seemed ready to follow as well. The others hesitated. Celsia simmmering, Myst exasperated, his temper rising, Gyma still oblivious, intent on deciphering the book's spells. Tusserk in silent contemplation.

Somewhere nearby, a Dracolisk undulated amidst the murkiest depths of the swamp.
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RP / Re: Guardians of the Citadel
« Last post by MysticMoon on January 28, 2015, 03:32:30 PM »
"Maybe... maybe he knows something about the Dracolisk...?"

Myst twitched a little, barely battling the urge to chase the thing down and take a swing.

It's only a little thing, basically an insect. A pest, right?
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RP / Re: Guardians of the Citadel
« Last post by Silveressa on January 28, 2015, 02:55:11 PM »
"Does it matter? We have no quarrel with fey folk, we have enough enemies without adding to our list." SHe kept a watchful eye on Wilem, "There is probably some fariy abode in these parts."
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RP / Re: Guardians of the Citadel
« Last post by EchoMirage on January 28, 2015, 02:52:10 PM »
"Does that invalidate the legitimacy of its course, intent, or agenda?"
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RP / Re: Guardians of the Citadel
« Last post by valadaar on January 28, 2015, 02:49:45 PM »
"Thats a Grig I think..."
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RP / Re: Guardians of the Citadel
« Last post by EchoMirage on January 28, 2015, 02:48:38 PM »
"I guess he has a perfectly legitimate reason for going wherever he is going?"
Echo continued towards the monastery.
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Fields of Challenge / Re: New Strolenyear Resolutions
« Last post by Moonlake on January 28, 2015, 02:47:05 PM »
Actually I think I read such advice too before I dipped my hands into the novel but it's an old habit of mine from writing in general (granted, they weren't for a book but much shorter writings, now I guess I learnt that length does make a difference) that I find hard to break. Also, I guess I was just sorta impatient with the versioning. What I posted out on Strolen is sorta half ready for public consumption and I just wanted the feedback. And when Axle pointed out a major flaw in it, I just had to go back and fix things.

Anyway, good luck with it.
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RP / Re: Guardians of the Citadel
« Last post by Murometz on January 28, 2015, 02:41:00 PM »
Some cast their glances at Tusserk, the taciturn monk who by default was Spiderheart's closest "friend" among the group to see what he'd say next. Some looked at Gyma, who was suddenly quiet, face buried inside the new magical book, his eyes gleaming.

Willem said at that moment,

"Look, Lucky, a faerie!"

Indeed, for a brief moment they caught sight of a hopping little thing...a pinky-sized little man with grasshopper legs bounding away from them, into the swamp's muck.
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