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Post by Lady Amber on Oct 5, 2003 9:39:48 GMT -5
A spy, interesting. A spy could be very useful to us.
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Post by Lord Flamepaw on Oct 5, 2003 10:29:35 GMT -5
A falcon flies in "Salamandestron is under attack send aid to camp tussok please" the falcon is clutching in its talons a blood stained arrow
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Post by Stealth on Oct 5, 2003 19:31:19 GMT -5
Stealth imeadiatly jumps into action. "Salamandastron? Under attack?! No! We must help them." She turns to Lady Amber as if awaiting a command.
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Post by Moonwind on Oct 6, 2003 6:50:14 GMT -5
"This is probably some sparing party of the main group in our woods - we should get there as fast as we can"he turns to the Falcon"Master bird please go and inform Lord Flamepaw that we will be with him as quickly as our paws can run"the falcon soars out of the window as Moonwind finishes talking
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Post by Lady Amber on Oct 6, 2003 10:52:41 GMT -5
*Lady Amber answers the request for help immediately.* Stealth, collecy your arrows. Moonwind, get your knives. Everyone else, please, gather you weapons. We going to Salamandastron. Stealth, Moonwind, you two lead. I'll summon the rest of the troops.
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Post by Moonwind on Oct 6, 2003 12:43:50 GMT -5
"I close the main gates and lock them on my way - we'll leave by the South Wallgate, come on Steath!" Moonwind jumps up and runs towards his Lodge to grab his things
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Post by Skipper Lynn on Oct 7, 2003 20:04:55 GMT -5
(I still think it is too early to start anything so big or long. This means that we will be away from the abbey and will not be able to do anything in those threads. Everything will become postponed. We barely even have horde members. I play the one but the captain has not posted for awhile. I do believe then that there are only TWO others!!! Shouldn't we atleast give them a chance? And shouldn't they be the ones to make the first move? Let's plan this out and not be too hasty.)
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Post by Moonwind on Oct 8, 2003 3:04:51 GMT -5
(In RPG Lynn you can be at many places at once. Therefore the Feast in GH is going on at the same time as the Battle for Salamandastron etc. If you keep to RL speed then you rapidly lose interest!)
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Post by Delaney on Oct 9, 2003 9:05:29 GMT -5
Young Delaney jumps up and down, yelping as though he is being stung. "Please let me join the defence of the abbey !" is his cry. He drops one of the clumsily arrows he has crafted, and trips over the likewise-produced bow, his paw tangled in the string.
Clambering to his feet with an 'Ahem' and a reddening face, the mouse does his best impersonation of a salute, and tries to look like a warrior.
"What do I do to sign up, sah ?" he chirps, overenthusiastically.
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Post by Skipper Lynn on Oct 9, 2003 20:36:03 GMT -5
*Wink* He's probably a better fighter than me.
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Post by Moonwind on Oct 10, 2003 5:12:48 GMT -5
Moonwind pops back in and lifts the dibbun easily placing him onto a tabletop "Right first young sir we need to have you name - Delanly right? and once you've told us that we need to see about some proper wweapons for you." he lifts him down "Come on - I'll kit you out from my spares"
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Post by Stealth on Oct 10, 2003 8:50:58 GMT -5
Stealth looks at the poorly crafted arrows and pulls a face.. "I suppose these would do but not over long range. Anyway..." She takes about ten arrows from her quiver and hands them to him. "You can practice later but right now I think Moonwind is right we need to get you a better weapon."
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Post by Skipper Lynn on Oct 11, 2003 21:26:24 GMT -5
"Do we even have time to teach him? We'll have to do it on the road then."
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Post by Delaney on Oct 12, 2003 9:16:27 GMT -5
The young mouse watches each in turn voice their opinions of his joining them. Arching one eyebrow he strides importantly across the tabletop, spinning the arrows in his paw.
"Ah, fear not, for this mouse is a fast learner, O mighty ones .. I can learn whatever you can show me. And beat you at it too," he boasts, with the all assuming confidence of a dibbun.
Striking his chest with his empty paw, Delaney explodes in giggles and jumps back down to the floor. Plucking up his poor bow, he waves it about.
"Let me at 'em !" the youngster declares. "Delaney don't need no training. Delaney'll knock 'em flying if they take on this abbey. Rats and weasels, foxes all ! I'm not afraid of nothing."
Crossing small arms in front of him, the dibbun is the image of a stubborn baby in mid-protest of having a bath.
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Post by Lady Amber on Oct 12, 2003 9:56:35 GMT -5
*Lady Amber tries to look stern, but can't help bursting our laughing.* You'll have your hands full with this one Moonwind. We hardly need anyone else. This young mouse could probably take on the entire horde, couldn' you?
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