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| 20 Jan 2014 04:16 PM |
| "Alright. Where are you heading?" |
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| 20 Jan 2014 04:19 PM |
| "A farmer," he says, "son of the famous Willan Balou, who owns a mine down south. And the man who saved yer life. You just came up to my door step, bleedin' all over the place. Woulda died, too." He rubs his chin. "That was the deepest cut I've ever saw. Wouldn't wanna meet whoever did this down a dark alley." |
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| 20 Jan 2014 04:21 PM |
Ellyn Tunnell
I shrug. "Just wandering." I look out toward the mountains. |
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| 20 Jan 2014 04:23 PM |
| The farmer raises a brow. "A hwhat?" |
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| 20 Jan 2014 04:25 PM |
| "Well, I've never met an elf stupid enough to walk on a road with no reason" |
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| 20 Jan 2014 04:28 PM |
Francent
Before the swing gets me, I point my sword right at Hera's neck, and say "You're dead."
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| 20 Jan 2014 04:40 PM |
Ellyn Tunnell
I blink.
Hera
I sheathe my sword. "Did I do good?"
Fredlun Balou
I retract my inquiry and finish applying the bandages. "Well, ye can get up now. There's some 'at to eat, and I reckon you can get some water at the well." |
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| 20 Jan 2014 04:41 PM |
| (Am I IN Leham or headed there?) |
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| 20 Jan 2014 04:43 PM |
Francent
"Above average swordfighting level, about average Ranger swordfighting level. You were a bit predictable, and I took advantage of that. I tried some maneuvers that you can't block at all. That's why I tend to dodge more often."
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| 20 Jan 2014 04:44 PM |
| (on the road leaving Leham) |
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| 20 Jan 2014 04:47 PM |
(huge is in Leham, right?)
"You look hungry, And exhausted. Let's go back to Leham and get an inn for you." |
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| 20 Jan 2014 04:48 PM |
Hera
"Right. I would hope that no one can beat you, my King." I bow.
Fredlun Balou
I spend a moment recollecting my memories of the location of the well. "It's somewheres. As fer the food, they're in the kitchen." |
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| 20 Jan 2014 04:53 PM |
| (huge is at a farm about a mile away from Leham. all the others are in Leham)) |
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| 20 Jan 2014 04:57 PM |
As we walk the quiet road, I grew awkward of the silence with company.
"What's your story?" I asked tactfully |
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| 20 Jan 2014 05:02 PM |
Francent
"I hope that there is someone better than me. There's a limit as to how many titles a man can have and stay sane. I just hope that the better swordsman is on our side."
(Vote for me!
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| 20 Jan 2014 05:03 PM |
| "My story. I was born in a mine. My mom died giving birth to me, and my twin sister. At least, that's what Mr. Balou told me. Willan Balou, evilest son of a betch in Aertir. He owns about half the land and makes slaves breed and die, working themselves to death from childhood on. All so he can have gold. Anyway, I escaped and changed my name, and here we are." |
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| 20 Jan 2014 05:06 PM |
(Time to get out the Hemlock...)
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| 20 Jan 2014 05:06 PM |
Fredlun Balou
I retrieve some cold, raw ham. I give it to her.
Hera
"Agreed. Well, now what?" |
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