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Post by RoherynLOTR on Feb 5, 2006 20:36:32 GMT -5
YAY!!! let's start! I guess we'll start with the fight...
After his farm had been burned, Rand hurried toward the villiage, hoping that the Trollocs hadn't already been there.
As he heard the sounds of Trollocs running through the village, Lan rushed out of his room at the inn and down the stairs. As he ran through the front door, he pulled out his sword, and dove into the mass of Trollocs, stabbing and slashing at them.
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Post by jumper12 on Feb 5, 2006 21:28:49 GMT -5
Mind having someone join who has a very little amount of posting on here?
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Post by Shadowfax on Feb 5, 2006 21:39:14 GMT -5
(up to Roheryn what the heck can Mat be doing)
Perrin followed Mistress Luhhan out of the burning house.
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Post by xNightxElfx on Feb 5, 2006 23:11:18 GMT -5
Taryn had been pushed out of her house, packing her bow on her back and her short sword secure on her hip. The house was already in flames and she had been forced to leave many behind. But, as she was the oldest of her siblings, and the only one competent with weapons, off she had been pushed. She hated leaving, but knew she had to, it did her no good to stay in a burning house with small chance of escaping alive. She ran quickly, covering the ground from her small farm into the town in a record time, fitting an arrown to her bow already, she took down a few of the Trollocs in her path and then skittered off to the higher ground where she could see clearly and decide if she wanted to fit into the battle or not. She knocked another arrow, and waited.
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Post by Shadowfax on Feb 6, 2006 18:06:54 GMT -5
Quickly Perrin grabbed his axe Master Luhhan had given, maybe this thing would come in handy again. As he blundered though the streets the found Mat, with and rock in his hand. "Blood and ashes!"the taller boy yelled,"What's happening!" Perrin shurgged as he blindly hacked at a hair...thing that came twoards them. "Do you think Rand is having a little better luck?" Mat asked half joking.
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Post by SilverBullet on Feb 6, 2006 18:25:30 GMT -5
((would anybody mind terribly if I tried to jump in? Must go try and find a charry, though))
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Post by Shadowfax on Feb 6, 2006 18:49:40 GMT -5
(fine by me we're not realy that far)
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Post by RoherynLOTR on Feb 6, 2006 19:25:03 GMT -5
Mind having someone join who has a very little amount of posting on here? ((Jump Right in! My RPG's are closed to no one! and if you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask!)) (Ya know, with Lan here, I probably should bring in Moiraine, too...)) Rand rushed into the village, horrified at the destruction the Trollocs had already made, and clutching his father's sword tightly. Lan sliced through the Trollocs, his sword like an extension of his arm, it seemed as much a part of him as his legs. He danced through the Trollocs, taking one down, and not waiting for it to fall before pulling his sword out and going after the next.
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Post by Shadowfax on Feb 6, 2006 19:30:02 GMT -5
(lol I'll be somene if you want *rembers the old Shannara rpg*)
The two others boys had a much less gracefull battle with the trollocs. Mat tossed a few rocks which did nto seem to do that much while Perrin found that the secret practices behind the forge where no realy help.
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Post by RoherynLOTR on Feb 6, 2006 19:36:11 GMT -5
((*giggles from the old memorys of that Shannara RPG* That could work...))
As the Trollocs came at him, Rand hurriedly pulled the heron marked blade out of the scabbard akwardly stabbing at the goat-faced Trolloc.
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