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Post by Ired Grethor on May 13, 2006 13:39:35 GMT -5
"I made them myslef, and my boots, and gloves, have helped me many times." he said, " The cloaks also helped me, blocking the sun and rain." he added.
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Post by Random Tree on May 13, 2006 13:41:02 GMT -5
"Well then, might I purchase some? I would rather be prepared than not. Especially when my life is in the balance..."
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Post by Ired Grethor on May 13, 2006 13:44:40 GMT -5
"You might cut yourself with my gloves, and you might hit a tree with my boots," he said with a smile picuting it in his mind, "But mabye my cloak, but I need a kind of cloth that I don't have." he said.
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Post by Random Tree on May 13, 2006 13:50:07 GMT -5
"I'm sure I could... find.... some of this cloth, if I had a discription of it. I have friends who work for tailor's shops, and other places from which cloth comes. But I'll need the cape fast, if we are to leave in about ten minutes!"
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Post by Ired Grethor on May 13, 2006 13:53:13 GMT -5
"You have seen it." he said," It was the one that Uga left behind, remember?" he asked,"But I must leave." Ired said as he jumped off of the walls, and on the his horse, and started to ride away.
ooc;gtg, party....
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Post by Random Tree on May 13, 2006 13:56:03 GMT -5
"Bye, Ired. It was good to be seeing you. I probably will have the material for your cape soon enough, but until then have a good time at your party!" Yarran gets up, stretches, and pulls a chain in the roof of the Tavern...
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Post by Mattyrewls22 on May 13, 2006 14:15:32 GMT -5
Matt walks into the tavern, and orders an ale. He wonders where Yarren is, or where anyone is. He has to start this journey today. If he doesn't, his people will die.
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Post by Random Tree on May 13, 2006 14:20:13 GMT -5
Yarran falls to the ground about ten meters from a campfire, with a tall and ugly man named Uga sitting beside it. "I love that chain... It makes life so much easier," he thinks to himself, and sets off to steal Uga's cape. A few minutes later, Uga is a good bit colder in the chill night air, and Yarran is carrying his cape. After a half-hour's hike, he arrives back at the Tavern. "Oh, hi Matt. I think we're almost ready to go."
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Post by Mattyrewls22 on May 13, 2006 14:22:36 GMT -5
"Hello Yarran, do you have your sword, and sheild? Also, we could do with a few allys, the path ahead is tretchourus (sp?) and we can do with all the help we're offered." Matt picks a map up, and hands it to Yarran "First" Matt points "We need to get here" he points to a desolete desert.
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Post by Random Tree on May 13, 2006 14:26:17 GMT -5
Yarran holds up a map. "Where on here is it? Just point."
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