Joined: 13-February 05
From: The cellar of the fortress of the fuzz
Mage
Arcyakt smiled. that was the kind of answer he would have given - the kind that doesn't actually answer the question.
"Then my answer is no. Now if you'll excuse me, I have business in this ruin and the ashlanders and daedra around here make it hard enough." he said as he began walking away, deeper into the ruins.
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"Its when murder is justice that martyrs are made"
Anthanes snarled. In an instant he grabbed his bow and shot a pitchblack arrow at the Mage's back. Then he ducked behind a pillar hoping that it'd provide him some cover.
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Slackers of the world, unite!
"And, brave Romans, remember this above all: The owls have promised me help in this fight, how can we lose?!" - R:TW
Joined: 18-February 05
From: From "not where you are"-ville
after wating for a couple hours Otik had killed 3 dremoras, a clanfear, and a couple of scamps. feeling satisfied with his haul of hearts he leaped down from the pillar he was on and continued eastward. after a while of travling he noticed an Ashlander camp to the North and noticed a comotion going on. upon getting closer he realised that one of the people needed healing and, from the sounds of it, it wasn't working to well. So Otik just stood their silently with his ear to the yurt.
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SKA
This was pretty unusual, because most children at his age wanted to become great warriors, known all through time as saviors of, well, anything - Toroabok
Joined: 18-February 05
From: From "not where you are"-ville
"err well" stammered Otik "I well, ah" Otik thought he looked really stupid standing there stamering and waving. HE finnaly paused, took a deep breath, and said, "I am Otik and uhh I couldn't help notice the comotion going on in the camp and I was curious on what was going on." He smiled weakly and waited for the two strangers to answer
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SKA
This was pretty unusual, because most children at his age wanted to become great warriors, known all through time as saviors of, well, anything - Toroabok
Joined: 18-February 05
From: From "not where you are"-ville
"Heh well I was curious because it sounded like someone is or was dieing." Otik said watching thier faces and trying to find a was to make a get away or even to not piss them off
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SKA
This was pretty unusual, because most children at his age wanted to become great warriors, known all through time as saviors of, well, anything - Toroabok
Megil stepped outside, to tell the others of Serene's condition. He came upon Niran and Sel interrogating a young man. Not wanting to interrupt megil just leaned against the yurt and watched the conversation.
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"By keeping others at a distance you avoid a betrayal of your trust. But while you may not be hurt that way you musnt forget that you must endure the loneliness." Friendly Hostility Fanboi
Joined: 13-February 05
From: The cellar of the fortress of the fuzz
OOC: Since I'm leaving tonight, I'm going to make Sel run off somewhere by himself.
Sel looked at the breton. "Alright Otik. Just to satisfy your curiosity, I will tell you - someone is dying, now drop it." he said, walking to the nearest fire.
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"Its when murder is justice that martyrs are made"
Joined: 18-February 05
From: From "not where you are"-ville
Otik just stood there shocked by this man's bluntness, he didn't know what to say next and at that moment there was another man that camp out of the yurt. He had a sharp urge to ask this guy what he came out to say but the feeling subsided.
As he walked away he said, "I would like to try and help but" he paused and then "ya.." and he continued walking back to the west thinking that he came east for a reason but left discouraged....
(OOC: why ya leaving Dantrag?)
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This post has been edited by Soulseeker3.0: Jul 15 2005, 11:17 PM
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SKA
This was pretty unusual, because most children at his age wanted to become great warriors, known all through time as saviors of, well, anything - Toroabok