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Dragon Bow: A fantasy RP
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BillyDashwank
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Mar '08
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Date Posted:
4/19 10:30pm
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RE: Dragon Bow: A fantasy RP
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OOC: Wait...What? Did you read my last post? I'm jumping from tree limb to tree limb as a flaming sword is on the forest ground..
You may wanna read the rest of our posts..ya know..double check. (2 pages right now.)
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MandalorianLegecy
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Mar '08
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Date Posted:
4/19 11:20pm
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RE: Dragon Bow: A fantasy RP
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4/19 11:24pm (1 edits total)
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((OOC: Disregard my last Post, Stupid again))
IC: Rojan Ferin
Rojan rode his horse further and further into the forest. Continually hearing rustling in the tree tops. It way annoying the constant shaking of the leaves made him angry. He looked over his shoulder looking at his pet, Muntle. Rojan spoke a language that Muntle could understand. It jumped of the horse and its claws extended climbing up the tree to eliminate the person or thing making the noise. Muntle spat its acid spit on the trunk as he climbed.
The rustling continued, and then he heard a voice. Unable to make out the words, and unaware it Muntle could either. Rojan got off his horse and stared up into the tree tops and tried to see what was making the rustling. Then he yelled out to whatever was up there.
“Hello is anyone here, speak up”, then added “Come out now, I mean it”
Rojan placed his hand upon the handle of his blade. Though he did not need it, and could fight off what was ever up there with the ancient styles of Kung Fu he learn from his Chinese friend. Waiting for a reply, Rojan took out a small circular wooden container that held an herbal remedy. Rojan made it himself, without his own touches it would be very bitter and uneasy taste. Rojan had mixed sugar, apple juice, two centimeters of wine, and a small plant grown in the western side of China he had gotten from his Chinese friend. The plant was very sweet and very tasteful. He took a sip and let out a pleasant sigh.
Still waiting for a reply he placed the container inside his rucksack attached to his horse. Walking slowly forward near the tree Muntle climbed he stared up into the tree tops, waiting.
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BillyDashwank
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Mar '08
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Date Posted:
5/6 10:43pm
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RE: Dragon Bow: A fantasy RP
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IC Jarson.
Jarson stared at the man below him on the odd creature. He had two things after him now? How annoyin- he grabbed his chest. His heartbeat sped up. It felt like his chest was being ripped apart.
Jarson fell from the tree as the heart attack stole his long life from him. He collided onto the ground headfirst, his neck snapping.
Jarson was dead.
OOC: Yeah. I killed my self.
Goodbye.
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