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Post by skuggflamma on Sept 23, 2008 14:01:51 GMT -5
The night was warm and calm. The moon had just risen, shining down on the lake. The water was still and the moon, all the start, were refleced in the waters. A nigthengale sang a lonley tune and some crickets were comping the birdsong.
A lone warrior had dropped all of the armour and weapons. Only the black horse were holding guard over the valuables. The clothes were folded on a pile on the ground... down in the waters stood the woman. Even if no-one would belive she was a warrior when she'd her armour on, they would know when they saw her in her bare skin. Under the sunkissed skin was only muscles. Some scars were to find on her arms, belly and tighs. There's not question were she'd gotten thoose from. The long golden hair dripped.
The warhorse were tired, held his head low and eyes allmost shut. He'd been released from sadle and reins, the heavy burden was lifted off his strong back. He didn't noticed the eyes in the dark - watching the female...
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wompy
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Post by wompy on Sept 24, 2008 18:03:50 GMT -5
wompy being cursed to looking like a hybrid man crocodile was lounging in the deeper part of the water he saw the woman and horse but ignored them until now
he decided to see wether this woman was that good of a warrior so he slowly and quietly took out knife from his pocket and threw it at the horses head not waiting to see if it hit the target he silently dove under the water and swam to another spot farther to the left where he could watch the scene unfold
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Post by skuggflamma on Sept 25, 2008 7:44:16 GMT -5
The war horse fell down, with a gargle left his throat when he fell down, drowning in his down blood. The woman ran out of the water and fell on her knees mext to the dead horse.
- Oh, boy. No..
She felt warm tears slowly fall on her cold cheeks. She stroke the cold body. Catelyn pulled the knife you of the horse, rose to her feet and went down to her clothes. She was dressed in a couple of seconds. She held the knife into the air and studied under the moonligth.
- Whos your master?
She stroke the delicate sharp edge and spoke to the knife. A wise person would recongnize the spell. "He's in the water. " A cold and dead voice awnsered her from no-were. - Whats his name? She grabbed the knife in a hard grip, pressing the shaft. "He's in the water..." Catelyn cleaned the sharp edge, and threw it into the waters.
- Find him for me then!
Another spell, simple but effective. It would either hit the target or give her a good sign on were he was. She drew her sword and kissed the red ruby on the top of the handle. And she whispered a thank you to Bel'tiai for using the spell.
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Post by wompy on Sept 25, 2008 15:01:10 GMT -5
wompy laziley used his tail to swimunder the water his crocodile eyes staring at the warrior she was boring him to death he kept hoping she would enter the water then the real fun could start. Wompy started thinking how fun it would be to use a spell which he had been taught a while ago but he waited till the time was right
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