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Post by Silmeriel on Apr 18, 2005 7:04:03 GMT -5
"The Shang Dragon is the best of a band of warriors who fight not only with weapons but with their hands. I like daggers best, but swords are good too. And I'm much better with a longbow than a recurve. I do hand-to-hand combat too." Ali smiled. "So does Jonathan." she said, noting Annwyn's glance over at hiim.
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Annwyn
Dunadan
I wish you grace.
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Post by Annwyn on Apr 19, 2005 23:10:32 GMT -5
She smiled and looked down. " I've never told anyone this before. I hope that what is said in this house never leaves.. I know it may sound.. er..silly, but I don't want anyone knowing of my plans...or wishes I should say."
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Post by Silmeriel on Apr 20, 2005 7:17:52 GMT -5
"Of course not." Ali smiled. "Come, sit, dinner's ready." Jonathan dished out the stew as they sat down for the simple meal.
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Annwyn
Dunadan
I wish you grace.
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Post by Annwyn on Apr 21, 2005 21:28:20 GMT -5
She smell of the stew filled her lungs, and made her hunger grow even more if it was possible. She smiled sweetly as a thank-you, and waited before dining.
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~*~Phoenix~*~
Dwarf
The Time Has Come For Those Who Are Different To Stand United
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Post by ~*~Phoenix~*~ on Apr 22, 2005 16:01:42 GMT -5
Is it to late to join?
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Annwyn
Dunadan
I wish you grace.
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Post by Annwyn on Apr 22, 2005 20:50:44 GMT -5
'Tis never too late. Feel free to jump in.
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Post by SkyeAngel on Apr 23, 2005 16:35:12 GMT -5
Ivy looked at the snow falling, She shivered.
(sorrry not long g2g!)
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Post by Amoniel on Apr 25, 2005 18:50:21 GMT -5
Molly watched as her father's grave slowly lowered into the ground. Her tears stung painfully against her cheeks. Her black dress whipped in the wind. Snow landed daintly in her hair. She shut her eyes, wishing everything would be good again.
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Post by SkyeAngel on Apr 28, 2005 1:46:15 GMT -5
Ivy had to go outside something told her to return to her fathers grave. She grabed her coat and placed it tightly around her and ran outside. The blizzard was now only soft snow flakes falling gentle in her long hair. Her cheeks wer bright red from the cold. She wanted to go back inside to the warm fire place but she couldn't She reached his grave and looked at the tomb stone and wispered "what do you want?" for she knew it, deep down, It was her father dragging her to come.
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Post by Lady Isteleth on Apr 28, 2005 11:42:58 GMT -5
((hey could someone who is outside be the person that come to my house))
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~*~Phoenix~*~
Dwarf
The Time Has Come For Those Who Are Different To Stand United
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Post by ~*~Phoenix~*~ on Apr 28, 2005 11:48:41 GMT -5
((i will)) ;D
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Post by Lady Isteleth on Apr 28, 2005 12:44:16 GMT -5
YAY!!!!!!!
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