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JackelKight (US1)

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  • Jane mentally dance.  The elven witch who token on the form of a demonfey was not having the best of times.  For starters the witch only had faint memories of movement.  Then there was the fact of the wings, while the witch could strip from her the …
  • Lance draw a deep breath calming himself.  The thought of having to defend against a horde of invaders living or undead was not in the comfort zone of most assassins. His included. Silently he move from behind the table towards a window to pear out.…
  • (sorry ran out of data last 'billing month'.  Finally back.) Jane  mentally grins at the damage at the elf witch's mind.  But unfortunately that's all she can do.  The elf was still in control.  Physical pain surges again as her body begin to alter…
  • Don't worry you catch on soon enough.  Though if you need help you can always ask someone if they willing to help you learn how to play or where do you go to find the best plans of actions and stuff.  By the way if any of them say always do this for…
  • Sweat pours down Mick's face.  He had long drop his long bow to be able to draw his blade.  The elven rider has long since been joined by more of its kind.  Less then a handful of the crew members that he brought with him were still standing.  Wheth…
  • (Okay changed it to match up grace.  sorry thought that where you were going to head anyways.  By the way like the new name.) An elven rider bares down on Mick.  Dodging out of the way of its long blade Mick hits the ground hard.  His crew let loss…
  • Lance mind fills with rage.  No need to panic. There were screaming from the friends and family of the people in here.  good luck keeping them inside.  Lance's composure is still and calm though.  Whatever was happening he was not planning to let it…
  • The sound of hooves alert Mick and his crew of incoming danger.  They release several arrows in their direction.  They hear a whinnying as some found a target.  Silence soon follows after.  Straining their ears for the slightest bit of noise Mick an…
  • Lance snaps from his musings at the sound of the Crack! of a large arrow hitting solid pine.  Instinctually he jumps up knocking over the table on its side.  A quick survey of the room reviews socked faces staring either at him or the Royal Heavy La…
  • Lance sat at his usual table. Near the wall with no table between him and it, making one side he didn't have to watch.  Almost center of the room from there, allowing him to be able to move in either direction.  Even the side was chosen for the stai…
  • With the meat in storage, the skin curing by the fireplace, lance finish wiping the blood off the table then throws the rag into a corner.  Silently he climbs up to thee rafters and yank on a board.  It comes out easily. With a knife he wedges out a…
  • Light seem to come back into the world for Jane.  To her the world went away not her.  It came back slowly.  First the feel of the grass and the earth underneath it.  The taste of blood came soon after, followed by the smell of grass.  Now the …
  • Lance lays the body of the doe onto the table.  then walks towards a end table place against the wall. He quickly moves it to the side and pull up a few loose boards that where under it.  Lance silently pulls out from his cloak Drake's collection of…
  • Rage fills Lance.  Why and how did one of the order find him was beyond him.  Enough bodies where left behind to make sure they weren't that brave or stupid.  Yet here one of them stood in front of him.  Not just any one as well but one of the great…
  • *Raz glare* "Whsts make you think that?"
  • (my character's name on this game is Raz but it understandable or are you talking to me directly?) *Raz squints at overlord and says* "Yes... Why?"
  • *Raz quickly sneaks a carrot from under the counter and toss it to gracel.H.E.* "Enjoy/"
  • The snow crunch under Lance's light foot steps. The weight of the doe on his shoulder down seems effortless as he squint at the bright white landscape.  Pausing for a minute Lance turns around slowly, quickly letting the deer slid to the ground as h…
  • Lance brush away the golden strands of hair with his blood stained hand.  His quarry breathes it last breath drowning as blood filled its carved thought.  The hand on the doe's chest felt the last flump of its heart.  Quickly he crossed himself bles…