HI!
Wow, I thought this ended yesterday, so I was all sordid and feeling bad, because this great RPG was over. Now, however I discover that it isn't! YAY!
Can you, Pio or Himaran, paste this in after [bold]Evinyatar's first post on September 14, 2003 08:00 PM? [/bold]
I think it's the first post on the seventh page, the third post on that post. (I don't think that made sense.. erm...)Anyway, I think you'll find it... Just PM me or something if not.. [img]smilies/biggrin.gif[/img]
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‘Get up Brytta! We are under attack!’
Liol heard someone calling. She recongnised the voice, it was Adwulf's. Was he joking around? The little lady soon figured that Adwulf would never joke about a thing like this, and certainly not when he knew that the company had been in danger since they had set out from Rohan.
‘Draw your sword, Brytta, and rally the others!" Brytta didn't need to urge Liol to draw her sword, she had already done so, when Brytta came running towards her and Rochil.
Liol discovered a man laying on the ground with a knife pierced in his chest. She turned away, not daring to look at the blood streaming out of his wound.
‘I’ll stay with him. He is almost gone.’ Adwulf said, in a low and caring voice. Liol admired that Aduwlf was willing to stay with a dying man who had followed them since they fled from Rohan, who had chased them and wanted to see his good friend, Heldor in prison.
Her thoughts were interrupted by orders coming from Brytta. Liol took a firm grip around the hilt og her silver sword which was glimmering in the twilight. She looked at Rochil before they ran together forwards to meet the attacker coming straight towards them, with his deadly weapon.
*nova*
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Scully: Homer, we're going to ask you a few simple yes or no questions. Do you understand?
Homer: Yes. (Lie dectector blows up)
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