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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 8:11 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 8:32 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 20, 2007 11:27 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 11:04 am
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"Come back here you stupid cat!"
Train hurtled like a cat from a broadside cannon, salmon clapped firmly in her mouth as the fish monger gave chase. How such a cat was able to carry such a fish, he didn't know, but he wasn't letting it get away.
While the assistant was stunned, and on lookers laughed at the comical display, Thatch moved quickly, snagging a smaller salmon from the table and stuffing inside his coat before moving off into the crowds.
It had taken them awhile, but the pirate pair had managed to snag a fish, a small loaf of bread, and a small bottle of raspberry cordial from the various stands through various means. It was a bit demeaning for them to use such tactics, but they didn't have a crew, and so plundering was out of the question, and they didn't have money, so buying was out of the question.
Slipping through the crowds, Thatch began to look for his partner.
At this point, said partner was hurtling through the crowds pursued by a mad Fish Monger. She knew she was meant to dump the fish, but she really didn't want to. Skidding at a corner, her ill timed turn caused her to collide with a young alchemist.
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 11:26 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 12:23 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 12:58 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 1:33 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 23, 2007 3:32 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 23, 2007 3:45 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 23, 2007 4:51 pm
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Raziel recieved the gift with a slight bow, holding it reverently as he unwrapped it slowly. His eyes widened slightly as the gift revealed itself. He grasped the scythe tightly, raising it before his eyes, the sunlight glinting off the mirror-like blade and the razor-sharp edge. It was truly a magnificent weapon, perfectly balanced and masterfully forged.
It was a thing of beauty.
"That, my boy, is a masterpiece of blacksmithing technology. I've never seen a dwarven creation that quiet rivaled what you have there, lad."
Raziel was too stunned to respond, his mind hypontized by the exotic weapon. After a few moments, he uttered a single word.
"Reaper."
And then he smiled, securing the new weapon to his back, ready for their next objective.
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Posted: Fri Feb 23, 2007 5:04 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 23, 2007 5:45 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 23, 2007 5:52 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 23, 2007 6:00 pm
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