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Post by Fury on Feb 22, 2007 18:47:04 GMT -5
(0.0 Sorry I asked...) Two black wings flickered in and out of existance. They finally stabelized as solid black dragon wings on the back of a well muscled male. His eyes were a dark brown, as well as his hair. His clothes were the standard of his village, light and worn from the desert sands. A faint scale pattern was etched across the skin on his hands and feet, running towards his knees and elbows, but fading away before reaching them. On his head was a band of cloth, sand colored, and wrapped around his forehead being tied behind his head.
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Post by Serrion on Feb 22, 2007 18:58:37 GMT -5
A muscled shape walked towards the small human villiage. He was about as tall as a man, but broader with fists the size of a man's head. His skin was green in color and curiosly waxy. His eyes a red in color, his teeth were jagged, two of the bottem ones were nearly tusks. Feng was of the race known only as orcs. Known as hated monsters who travelled in tribes and enjoyed nothing more than to fight. Feng was not much of exception, except he was obviously alone. He still enjoyed a good fight. He wore studded leather armour, made by his own hand to fit his body. Though his shoulder pads were of shields. Each one had once have been the shield of a the king of this land's Knights, each beaten in battle by Feng. Feng also carried his own round shield, and his weapon was a gigantic axe. Huge, one that would be difficult for a human to wield in one hand. Though again, his fist was the size of a man's head.
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Post by Kikka Uza on Feb 22, 2007 22:10:52 GMT -5
((I wonder who I should join as *ponders*))
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Post by nalia on Feb 23, 2007 9:00:08 GMT -5
( *pokes Kikka* You and me. HaHa. I have no clue who I'm going to be. o.O )
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Post by Kikka Uza on Feb 23, 2007 11:29:53 GMT -5
((I think I would just join as.....lets see....what am I good at *thinks*))
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Post by Fury on Feb 23, 2007 18:12:49 GMT -5
((*can't wait to see*)) He muttered a few strange words to himself as he walked, remaining alert in case anybody panicked. He couldn't help but wonder if he should've stayed in the village back in the desert though.
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Post by Serrion on Feb 24, 2007 9:23:52 GMT -5
The real panic was from this end of the villiage. As Feng walked towards the town, Beople panicked and ran inside. Infact, there was four soldiers already positioned at that entrance to the villiage, swords drawn and waiting for him. He chuckled to himself, humans worried too much. The leader of the town guard, obviously the one with the fancy bird head shaped helmet stepped forward. "Halt Orc. Leave this town be or we'll have to shoot you down." The captain of the guards yelled to him, while Feng was still over twenty feet away. Feng had been wrong about their numbers. He could see atleast six longbow men positioned on the buildings. He fingured his own crossbow attached to his pack on his back.
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Post by Fury on Feb 24, 2007 11:03:19 GMT -5
The half-dragon noticed an absense of soldiers, and the sounds of shouting coming from the other end. He smiled inwardly and took flight, keeping low to the housetops until he reached near the edge.
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Post by Kikka Uza on Feb 24, 2007 19:38:37 GMT -5
((I'm goona do a guy. Bare with me)) Jason looked around. This was not good. He was lost. Again. He shouldn't be suprised really. He had a horrible sence of direction. He grabbed his sword and started to cut off more leaves. He was deep in some kind of forest. This was just great. Jason cut once more and suddenly, he was near a town. "Strange." He muttered. He then put his sword away and started to run toward the town. It was empty. Or, it seemed to be empty. Jason sighed. This was not right. He started walking and looked around. He saw Feng and nodded. It made a lot of sence now. Jason walked closer but stayed in the shadows.
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Post by Fury on Feb 25, 2007 11:35:02 GMT -5
He landed near the apparent leader of this village's warriors. "What's the problem?" he asked, kind of slyly. His wings had faded out of existance again, making him appear human except for his clothing and sharp appearing eyes.
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Post by Serrion on Mar 26, 2007 10:06:32 GMT -5
The leader glanced at him and gave a snort of disdane. "An orc." He growled as he nodded back at the lone greenskin standing outside the town.
Feng snarled slighty, his two bottem fangs sticking out menisingly. He gripped his axe hard. "Whut laws of yur land say an ork can't enter one of yur pinkskinned towns?" He growled at them. Shifting slightly. His crossbow fit neatly into his hand behind his back. "I'm jus' 'ere to git sum supplys is all..."
( I spell his speech like that to show that orcs don't exactly speak english that well )
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Post by Fury on Mar 26, 2007 14:54:37 GMT -5
(I know XD I figured that out a while ago) "Yes," he adressed the leader. "What laws /do/ you have preventing his entry?" His wings wanted to return, and secretly his body had to work hard to keep them from appearing.
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Post by Serrion on Mar 26, 2007 15:47:28 GMT -5
"Are you trying to start trouble." The captain growled at this man beside him. "You keep questioning me and I'll throw you out where the orc can get you." THe captain looked back at the orc again. Before he had become the captain of the guard of this small, but well in trade town. He had been in the land's king's army and had fought many battles against the dreaded orcs. They were not to be underestimated. Each one was about as tall as a man, but much broader, each one was rediculusly tough to kill. Fighting on in single combat was suicide unless you were really skilled in blade. He had a certain scar on his shoulder to prove that. "Leave while you still have your misereble life orc, if your not gone in the next minute, I'll have you shot down.
Feng growled and his red eyes glowed furiusly. Each of the archers on the walls knocked an arrow and aimed at him. "I never came 'ere fur trouble. I just came 'ere to git sum supplys and leave dis place. I even plan on buying da supply's wit' yur races gold. I can prove dis too."
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Post by Fury on Mar 26, 2007 15:50:17 GMT -5
He chucked low and let his wings return. He unfurled them and soared down to stand near the orc. "You don't seem in the position to refuse the orc. I could easily burn down this entire place if I'm bored....and right now, you are starting to bore me...."
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Post by Serrion on Mar 26, 2007 15:55:22 GMT -5
The captain of the guard drew his sword and snarled. "What in devil's name are you? Your a flaming demon arn't you? Burn our town down? We'll show you beasts." He roared at them. "Get me a priest! No, get me a bloody damn warloc here now!" He ordered his men. "Someone who can deal witht his demon."
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