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Erumara
Jul 30, 2006 14:51:08 GMT 1
Post by Culmir on Jul 30, 2006 14:51:08 GMT 1
Culmîr startled slightly as she turned and looked at whomever spoke to her, smiling she found herself staring at the silver haired man "I'm not following you" she said softly, though feeling that she was beginning to blush slowly
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Erumara
Jul 31, 2006 11:31:27 GMT 1
Post by Dracafrey on Jul 31, 2006 11:31:27 GMT 1
Dracafrey laughed lightly and nodded.
"Okay your not following me, if you say so."
Dracafrey looked up into the sky, watching the last rays of light disappear as he turned to the woman.
"Im sorry but I must be leaving now. You'll probably see me around. Goodnight."
As Dracafrey began to walk down the empty streets slowly.
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Erumara
Jul 31, 2006 12:46:36 GMT 1
Post by Culmir on Jul 31, 2006 12:46:36 GMT 1
Culmîr frowned slightly, the thought of actually following the man appealed her a little too much, there was something about this man that made her confused, something that the fiery redhead didn't like much. Smiling slightly to herself she looked at the direction the man was walking into, following him nonchalantly
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Post by Dracafrey on Aug 1, 2006 11:18:19 GMT 1
Dracafrey smirked as he felt the fiery red head woman following him again. As he turned down an alley and vanished in the shadows. Just appearing outside the encampents of both camps of the armies, he pulled his head back up over his head and chuckled lightly as the time had arrived for him to start a war among this world.
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Post by Culmir on Aug 1, 2006 11:30:45 GMT 1
Culmîr followed the man quickly across the street and dove into the alley as if she belonged there, her golden eyes widening slowly when the man wasn't there anymore. placing her hand lightly onto her hip she made a face at the wall she was staring at "Where the hell you gone off to now" she muttered softly to herself as she turned around and strutted back out of the alley, her head held high.
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Post by Dracafrey on Aug 2, 2006 11:22:26 GMT 1
Dracafrey began to levitate in the air and lifted himself higher into the air above the two armies on the field below. Slowly moving himself into position above them, having the darkness protect him from them seeing him. Stopping as he had reached the high point in the middle between the two armies and held out both his hands. Two red balls of energy forming quickly as he threw one down at the King Erumara's army and the other ball of energy down at the other army. The balls of energy hurtled towards the armies and exploded as they made contact with their targets. Scattering soldiers and debris everywhere.
The General of the Erumara's army rushed out of his tent and gasped at the site of the damage. His fist tensing as he filled with rage. Ordering everyone for combat as he lead the way towards the other side of the field to take out their revenge.
Soldiers and the general of the oppsite side rushed out their tents, cursing and swearing as they saw the destruction they assumed was from the Erumara army. Picking up their weapons and marched out into the field to do war at last.
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Post by Culmir on Aug 2, 2006 11:29:51 GMT 1
Culmîr blinked blankly when she had the vague idea that maybe her hot silver haired man wasn't as normal as she thought he was. A smile curling onto her lips slowly as she walked more into the village, staring at the dark sky above her before she made her way to her house. Thinking that tomorrow everything would be okay again.
The general was pissed, he had spent so much time trying to keep his location hidden to the Erumara spies that he had lost all interest in going to war with the larger kingdom. But this...this vile attack on his troops had sent his mind flying, pacing back and forth in his tent he began to think of the best way to invade Erumara, something he had been planning to do for a while but had been post poned for so long because his king decided that Erumara wasn't worth taking yet, at least not until their spies gave them enough information about the treasures that were in the kingdom. Grumbling the general bit onto his large sigar, chewing on it thoughfully as he stopped in front of his table, maps spread out all over the table but the Erumara one laying on top, small flags coloured in blue marked where his troops where and the red, smaller flags were placed randomly over the map to give the general an idea where the Erumara troops could be hiding themselves. A small drop of sweat rolling down the generals forehead as he stared at the map, plotting his revenge carefully now as his remaining men tended the wounded and burried the dead.
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Post by Dracafrey on Aug 7, 2006 14:54:38 GMT 1
Dracafrey hovered in the air high above the two armies that now marched towards eachother in burning hatred. Laughing histerically as he watched the two armies begin his plans of this worlds distruction.
The General of Erumara stepped out of his tent and his army was ready and in ranks already.
"This is the day men, that we will settle this once and for all. Take them all down, and we will die with honour men. To Battle"
The men all Yelled and cheered as they begin their march towards their enemy, without knowing of the worse fear high above them.
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Post by Culmir on Aug 7, 2006 15:44:56 GMT 1
Culmîr had made it to her house safely when her delicate ears picked up the rumbling sounds of marching people all over the land. Rolling over in her bed the redhead frowned lightly, listening to the sounds in the distance as she began to wonder if the Erumara armies had discovered the enemy camp at least. Smiling to herself she rolled onto her back, resting assured that the Erumara forces would wipe out whatever enemy they encountered.
The general grumbled as he drew in a sharp breath as an eager page tried to pull the heavy sword belt around the generals rather large belly. Huffing and puffing the general held his breath so the page could close the belt. Drawing his heavy sword the general chewed more onto his large sigar, stepping out into the field where all his men were he glanced grimly at the few survivors, raising his sword in the air he lead his men straight into battle
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Post by Dracafrey on Aug 7, 2006 16:13:52 GMT 1
Dracafrey's smirk grew even more as the armies came closer together. Waiting for the anticipated first strike by each of them.
The General climbed onto the horse that one of his men brought forth to him. As he watched from the top of the hill, his men marching in to finish off the enemy. Though in his gut he felt uneasy about something, having the feeling that this wasnt the attack from the kings enemy, but something more dark. Shaking his head he slid on his helmet and trotted down the hill making his way towards his marching men.
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Post by Culmir on Aug 7, 2006 17:57:15 GMT 1
The generals eyes flamed with something unnatural, the unexpected attack on his army had drove him to the very edge of insanity and still he felt something was wrong, spitting out the stub of his sigar the large bulging man stopped, his sword held ready in his arms as a page threw him the reigns of his black stallion. Smirking he sheathed the sword momentarily and climbed onto the horse which bucked violently at the weight that climbed onto his back. Kicking his heels into the sides of the stallion the general turned it around to face what was left of his troops, his helmet gleaming in the moonlight as his dark eyes pierced into the darkness. Something in his mind urging him to forget the speech he usually gave and plunge into war without waiting any longer. Chuckling evilly the general turned his horse and drove out to meet his enemies without fear, without reason, without his mind.
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Nicky
New Member
Julins lover
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Post by Nicky on Aug 7, 2006 18:57:06 GMT 1
Nicholas walked down yet another alley. He's searched so many houses already, but there were still two more streets to look through and then he was out of ideas. A not too suspicious looking house loomed darkly over the small street and has felt a slight sense of forboarding. Shrugging this off, Nicholas turned the rusted old door knob and looked inside. It was empty, but he walked into the center of the room before turning back to look at the door.
As the illusion shattered, a bright light burst through the room and Nicholas blinked, trying to refocus his eyes. It was a lot larger then he first assumed, having a high vaulted ceiling and many bookshelves, but the most startling feature was the cage in the middle of the room. even more surprising than the cage, was the beautiful young woman sitting in it, wearing only a flimsy night gown, tears streaming down her cheeks as she hugged her slender knees to her chest. She had noticed the bright flash and was looking around when her eyes met his.
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Julin
New Member
Nicky's lover
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Post by Julin on Aug 7, 2006 19:07:35 GMT 1
Gasping as she recognized the young man, Mayjlin stood up and looked at him, pleading once again for him to save her. "Please young sir, I promised you riches before and I can still give them to you. Just help me escape, the whole kingdom, even the whole world is in danger!" Her eyes brimmed with tears again as she grasped the cage, hoping he would believe her and release her.
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Post by Dracafrey on Aug 7, 2006 20:05:24 GMT 1
Erumara's army marched on, seeing the glint of the enemies swords in the moonlight. The general ordering the archers to open fire on their direction as the others continued on to meet the ones that survived the arrows.
Dracafrey smirked as he watched the starting of the war, as he had felt someone enter into one of his hideouts. To be more accurate the one with Princess Mayjlin. Smirking down at the field below with the clang of swords and shields, as he vanished once again.
A cloud smoke appeared in the house as a dark shadowed man walked out of it towards the man who entered into the princess's prison. His silver eyes piercing through the darkness of the house and his hood as he stared down this man.
"What is it your doing here little man?"
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Post by Culmir on Aug 7, 2006 21:55:46 GMT 1
The general huffed when his horse bucked again, making sure he was still solid on his saddly he looked at his opponent grimly, a bloodred blur in front of his eyes as he gave the signal for his archers to set up and get ready to launch their arrows in return when he heared the familiar whistling sound of arrows flying through the air. Raising his shield clumsily he heard the enemy arrows close in on him and his army.
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