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Post by Raistlin on Jun 4, 2007 6:14:39 GMT -5
Rastlin looked out at the horizon, he could smell vermin hiding out in the surrounding area. The squirrel adjusted his tunic then started off wandering around gorges. "I hope that the others will answer my call..." He sighed, for he knew that he wouldn't be able to take on many vermin by himself. Lionheart started to feel his own pride well up deep in his chest. "I know yeh are out there vermin!" He shouted, hoping that one would be foolish enough to challange him.
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Post by taith on Jun 4, 2007 13:08:36 GMT -5
The lithe black otter strolled up behind the squirrel, her quiver on her back filled with arrows, fletched in blue. The black silky black cloak gave her surprisingly good camoflage, even in the greenest forests. You would never guess the surprising amount of daggers tucked about her prescence. Taith glided up and stood beside the squirrel. You do know that you would be rendered defensless very quickly by any vermin gangs about here by your self, should they happen upon you, yes?
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