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Child of the West
Join Date: Dec 2003
Location: Watching President Fillmore ride a unicorn
Posts: 2,132
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Agan sat up, sharpening her sword. She had been lucky the night before, but she knew her luck couldn't last. She just waited.
It was after midnight and nothing had so much as sniffed at her door. She continued to wait. Somehow she dozed off and awoke to the sound of breaking glass. Gathering up her weapons Agan pulled on a cloak and went out to face her foe. The wind kicked up the freshly fallen snow. Its bitter gusts cut through her clothing, but still she soldiered on. There were shapes in the darkness. She'd be a fool not to know that the final fiend had brought the wolves into town. Steeling herself for the worst she brought out her sword and ran for the moving shadows before her. In the morning her cloak was found, ripped and bloody. The villages' only source of protection was gone. The Dead Kitanna - Left on the Brandywine to be eaten on Night 1, Moddess Pitchwife - Beaten to death on Day 1, Ordo Inzil - Strangled on Night 2, Seer G55 – Committed suicide on Day 2, Ordo Lommy - Kabobbed on Night 3, Ordo Glirdan – Spontaneously combusted on Night 3, Cobbler Sally – Poisoned on Day 3, Wolf Legate – Devoured by wolves on Day 4, Wolf Aganzir – Walked out to meet her fate on Night 5, Ranger The Living Shasta Menel Nerwen Nogrod Kath Day 5 Begins
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