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Post by adrian on Oct 22, 2008 3:05:39 GMT -5
Adrian sat in a in the forest not far from his tavern. It had been a wonderful day and he had felt like watching the stars from this tree tonight. So he sat gazing at the stars and wondering what the night would bring him. As he sat there he began to think of the brother he has not seen in year. He sighed missing the days the two were never apart from each other. Always seeming to be in fights. Those were his younger days. Back when he had no wisdom of the world around and what it meant to start useless fights. He sighed deeply once again and closes his eyes pondering when the next time he shall see his brother.
Realizing what time it was he decides it is time to head back towards the tavern. He jumps down from his tree and lands on the ground lightly. Pausing to readjust his katana he starts to head towards his taverns. He was about to come out of the woods at the clearing his tavern sat in the middle of when he hears a rustling in the forest behind him. He turns around and sets his right hand on the hilt of his katana. He did not want to unsheathes his katana for the fact that whatever was making that noise could be friendly. But he did not want to be left completely unaware either. SO he steps cautiously heading towards what was making the noise but making no noise himself.
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Post by Aurora on Nov 8, 2008 12:07:47 GMT -5
"huh uh!" Iridessa grunted slightly with every strike that she tried against Aedon. she had recently met him in a battle about two weeks before and somehow they had just seemed to click. She was young, only 18 and her experience with a blade was not at it's full potential. Iridessa wasn't even wearing armor just pants and a blouse with a corset top over it. Thigh high boots helped her stay somewhat quick. Aedon just parried and chuckled his low handsome chuckle as she tried so hard yet it seemed to do absolutely nothing to him. Little did they know that they were not alone. Someone was approaching.
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Post by adrian on Nov 30, 2008 20:13:19 GMT -5
His right hand tightened on the hilt of his katana. Now that he had gottn closer he herd the sounds of battle. Still not wanting to be a threat he keeps the katana seathed. It had been some time since people had been around his place. And by the sounds of these people he was not sure he wanted them around. lost in these thoughts he hadn't noticed the root from a tree sticking out of the ground. He trips on it making one hell of a noise. "Ah shit. This wont end well". Knowing people useally attacked first when hearing noises such as that he unseathes his katana just to be safe.
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