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Frostborne_PrettyGirl Crew
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 12:23 pm
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Esteban watched intently as Christine took control of the situation. She was definitely a good choice to be Esteban's assistant, and once she had been trained to use her new powers, she would be a formidable challenge, even for Esteban. In a matter of moments, Esteban had crossed the gap that till remained between him and the boy, named Claude. He squatted down low to look the boy in the eyes. "Hello there, Claude," he said as warmly as he could, placing his hand on the boy's forehead. His eyes lit up as he learned about Claude, and after a matter of seconds, his hand was resting at his side. "Tell me, how long have you been here?"
The water that had been made by Esteban's clone slowly started gathering back together again.
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Posted: Sat Feb 27, 2010 4:52 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 9:56 am
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Posted: Tue Mar 02, 2010 9:46 am
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Posted: Tue Mar 02, 2010 3:41 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 02, 2010 7:46 pm
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Frostborne_PrettyGirl Crew
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Posted: Thu Mar 04, 2010 11:48 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 04, 2010 12:45 pm
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While everything was happening, the undead simply stood around and watching, oohing and awwing at all the fancy abilities and such. The seemed like a surprisingly apathetic, yet easily entertained lot.
There was a high-pitched yipping from behind the clone of Esteban. The skeleton of a dog… well burning skeleton of a dog, little bits of smoldering flesh hung to it's frame, never quite being consumed by the fires was sitting expectantly.
"Ah, so he finally decided to get up" said the shade that had taken the hounds form earlier. It was now little more then a grim shadow cast by no particular source on a wall, it's voice echoed from all sides now,
"That's our lord's familiar, you see, I was borrowing his shadow earlier you see…" the shade shrugged, pulling itself off of the wall, as graveyard soil rose up to gave it a vague form "… sorry about all the theatrics earlier though…"
"Do me a favor, grab something from the pyre, we'll need it if we want Cu to lead us to the Hermit" Said the shade as it began drifting through the air towards a structure which vaguely resembled a mausoleum… only much taller.
Cu, however, had taken to sniffing at Esteban's pants leg. Surprisingly, the fire did not spread.
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Frostborne_PrettyGirl Crew
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Posted: Thu Mar 04, 2010 5:14 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 05, 2010 2:19 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 05, 2010 5:38 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 6:09 am
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 4:46 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 10, 2010 10:30 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 11, 2010 1:11 pm
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