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Tharkûn · 10-22-2002, 05:10 PM

*****Dale-Garlin*****

Ethar watched as Garlin rushed into the clearing. The four remaining men jumped up. Three ran towards Garlin, drawing swords. One ran in the opposite direction, towards Ethar. Both Garlin and Ethar shot their bows at the same time. The man fell, Garlin's arrow sticking out of the back of his knee, Ethar's, in his stomach. He lay on the ground, wheezing. One of the three charging Garlin turned, and rushed towards his fallen companion. Anticipating Ethar's arrow, he rolled as he approached the fallen man. Ethar's arrow flew right over him. Leaping up, he flung the dagger he had drawn in his roll. Quickly it flew, spinning end over end, and smashed into the tree where Ethar's head would have been. Ethar, however, had started to run out at a curve, towards the captives. Upon reaching them, he pulled out his sword and slashed the bonds that held them. Just as they reached the enemy, he felt a cold flaring sensation in his left calf. Reaching down, he felt the dagger, thrown by the second man, embedded in his leg.

[ October 22, 2002: Message edited by: Tharkûn ]

10-22-2002, 05:10 PM	#11
Tharkûn Pile O'Bones Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: Where ever there's adventure Posts: 16	***Dale-Garlin*** Ethar watched as Garlin rushed into the clearing. The four remaining men jumped up. Three ran towards Garlin, drawing swords. One ran in the opposite direction, towards Ethar. Both Garlin and Ethar shot their bows at the same time. The man fell, Garlin's arrow sticking out of the back of his knee, Ethar's, in his stomach. He lay on the ground, wheezing. One of the three charging Garlin turned, and rushed towards his fallen companion. Anticipating Ethar's arrow, he rolled as he approached the fallen man. Ethar's arrow flew right over him. Leaping up, he flung the dagger he had drawn in his roll. Quickly it flew, spinning end over end, and smashed into the tree where Ethar's head would have been. Ethar, however, had started to run out at a curve, towards the captives. Upon reaching them, he pulled out his sword and slashed the bonds that held them. Just as they reached the enemy, he felt a cold flaring sensation in his left calf. Reaching down, he felt the dagger, thrown by the second man, embedded in his leg. [ October 22, 2002: Message edited by: Tharkûn ]