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Post by nightmare on Apr 12, 2006 4:58:23 GMT -5
Deigo powered his hard knuckles. blood dripped a trail, then dissapered itno the thick air. ess of Amelia Gates, i wish to be your king! the rival yelled. his voice deep and storng, like a wanderers. laying down a weapon he carried in his pocket, he showed peace and prayed. waiting for the victor of queen to come and accept him. Come! he retored in a medievil shout.
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Post by Loratic on Apr 13, 2006 22:11:32 GMT -5
Astral was interrupted from her trance by a loud booming voice. The water that bound her to the sky slowly descended. She landed a few feet from the man. Her hand made a quick movement and the water underneath her collected itself and flowed to the lake. It slipped in with a ripple. Astral then turned her attention toward the newcomer. "What you request will not be so easily done. I myself have just retained these lands. Why should you be dubbed king?"
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