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Post by Paprica on Feb 6, 2010 18:57:48 GMT -5
*Ringa swayed on her feet.* I'm tired!!! *Her minute supply of stamina had dwindled and Ringa was ready for a break.* Let's just get out of here!!
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mourir
Beggar
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Post by mourir on Feb 6, 2010 20:15:48 GMT -5
Mourir sighed and sat down, then started rummaging through his pack. He brought out his canteen and a loaf of bread. "Here, we take a quick break and then we climb, we mine as well see whats over there not that were here."
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Chepsonek
Traveler
Awesome pic by Vela! Thanks Vela, you are an amazing artist.[0:Offline, and stuck in my room [Mo0:0]
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Post by Chepsonek on Aug 15, 2010 15:29:00 GMT -5
OOC: Hey, is it o.k if I join? Like, as the creature who lives on the island? Thanks!
BIC: Asodyn smiled, this fish had actually cooked right! She had never used the sun as an oven before, but hey, it worked. She looked at the oddly shaped hut behind her, frowning as she remembered what exactly she was doing here. Cheps had told her to wait a day or two, she would be coming here from Green Isle. Wendyl hadn't sent word in over a month, so Asodyn was afraid she was lost. The young mouse grinned in spite of her worries. Life was good, and she would have guests in a matter of minutes. She had been watching the three, wondering how the ferret had teamed up with a shrew and a squirrel. They had, apparently, run into the orbstone. It had been there since before Chepsonek had discovered the island. Anyone who touched it was surrounded by those interesting blue orbs. No-one knew what they where, and they couldn't be captured for investigation. She looked at the gold necklace in her paw, sipping her cranberry-apple wine thoughtfully. Cheps had left a whole chest of trinkets like this for barganing with, and the shrew was treasure-hungry, so, why not? Gold was a wonderful lure, as well as good food. She tossed the necklet up, just enough to be seen by those at the foot of the hill for one shimmering second, then, she tied it to some string, and let it go halfway down the hill. She smirked, and jiggled the string a little.
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