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 Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 11:28 am
"You'r threats are not what trouble me,and Selene come out,i know you'r there"He said turning round and looking at her smiling then hugging her."Aurby,i promise i won't harm her what ever the situation"He said reassuringly.
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Posted: Wed Apr 09, 2008 7:18 pm
Serene looked up at him, glared, and then put on a playful pout, blowing hair out of her face. "Damn it. you caught me again...." she muttered, slouching slightly. She sighed, "Aubry, does it LOOK like hes going to hurt me?" she said, with a bit of a smirk, "I know you arn't far if I'm in trouble and I should need you. Telepathy DOES come in handy at times, you know."
She noticed how she was a bit angrier, and that kind of confused her. "Hey Aubry...do you want to talk? You just....don't seem like your old self....I would be happy to talk to you....if you want...."
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2008 12:06 am
"I'll go wonder round the palace."Sidorio said into the large room while walking deeper into the palace.
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2008 8:29 pm
name:jethro
age:18
gender:male
race:werewolf
rank:wanderer
occupation:hunter
weapon:sphere,dagger and whip
desciption:totally made to be a hunter because as a werewolf his senses are enchanced
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2008 8:36 pm
jethro walks in the forest as he stalks his prey waiting for a perfect time to strike but as he was about to jump.a dragon came and attacked his prey jethro walks on looking for another baby dragon
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Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2008 10:57 am
Aubry noticed the dragon flying in the sky.
"usually you don't see that species around here..." she said. "i wonder..." she turned into her hawk form and flew to follow the dragon. she spoke with it briefly and flew back. "srry about that... it was a mother dragon that came from across the sea to find a safe nest. where she came from they were hunting her kind... its sad really... they're such beautiful creatures..." she paused for a moment to admire the creature. "what were you saying?" she asked Serene.
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2008 5:36 pm
Serene smiled, "I was asking if you were all right....you seemed a bit edgy about something, and was wondering if you wanted to talk....." She nodded, "Yah, they are...and the only creature that I really know of that hunts Dragons are werewolves..." She cringed at the word.
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 5:14 pm
Name:Hazel Sweetner Age:15 Gender:Female Race:Human Rank:Wanderer Profession:Singer/Dancer Weapon: Powerful singing can hurt ears and Dancing can throw people off balance Description: 
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 2:41 pm
Name:Neo
Age:17
Gender:male
Race:human
Profession:retired Hitman
Weapon:elemental sword and kunai
Discription:Wanted by the cops a bounty on his head wants to start over
wants a more peaceful life
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 2:48 pm
*goes over to a bench in the town and starts sleeping*
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 12:53 am
Name: Lucifer
Age: Unknown
Gender: Male
Race: (Fallen Angel)
Rank: Fallen Seraphim
Profession: (Dark paladan)
Weapon: Two Glock 30. A blue and white katana, With a blue blade, And An Accursed arm.
Description:
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 1:05 am
Lucifer's Pitch black wings where erect, As all six of them flapped in a different time for each, As black feathery wings would pull in and flap out, A storm of black feathers fluttered everywhere. He looked down to his feet, And then looked up, Trees, Birds, Sun. This was all new to him. As Lucifer touched his arm, Which was clad in blue and white metal, With a glowing ornate blue cross on it he held it and wondered exactly why he was sent here. Now was no time for questions. He touched his waist, Where his katana was, It was a katana of a lost love, His Fiance, Whom he once believed in, But now, None.
This arm, Was his difference, Between his past and his present. "..." His glare of his crystal blue eyes where solid and strong, But did not pierce anything. As his guns where holstered to the back of his waist he walked, His cloak tattering in the wind as his clad metal boots, With patches of leather on them hit against the floor. It was a soft sound, But noticeable when heard, And this was the sound that followed him, as he walked off North in the row of oak trees in the direction he was going.
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