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Morning
Aug 13, 2009 13:42:55 GMT -5
Post by Taren & Ling on Aug 13, 2009 13:42:55 GMT -5
" I lived in Bravil when I was younger." Taren stated, " My mother and father came here from Blackmarsh." He smiled, " A happy time yes, but one of danger still. We were hiding from assassins." He sighed, " My father taught me how to fight and told me that I needed to choose a more noble life than he did. So, I made my own oath as a knight to help where I could, and now here I am." ^^
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Morning
Aug 13, 2009 13:50:44 GMT -5
Post by Lucien Lachance on Aug 13, 2009 13:50:44 GMT -5
“hum.” he nodded. “I see.” he stated. “My father was a Breton, but my mother I think came from SummersetAsles being a Altemer.” he nodded. “though I never knew her.” he stated. “My father….how ever was a Blade till he day he died in battle.” he added. “Suppose I should have become a guard or a knight of some kind….but I just , ah well,” he scratched the back of his neck.
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Morning
Aug 13, 2009 13:53:38 GMT -5
Post by Taren & Ling on Aug 13, 2009 13:53:38 GMT -5
Taren nodded, " My mother used to say, we all follow a different path, whether you blaze your own or attempt one well travelled. So really what you become is your own doing..." He paused and drew his sword, " Shhh...I heard something."
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Morning
Aug 13, 2009 13:57:22 GMT -5
Post by Lucien Lachance on Aug 13, 2009 13:57:22 GMT -5
“I see…” he nodded then paused looking to him and then his red and blue eyes scanned the area, hand going around under his came hovering over his own blade. ‘human or beast’……? he muttered to himself mentally and readied himself for either to pop out.
[sorry didn’t know WHAT is there wasn’t sure, if you had anything in mind. ^^;]]
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Morning
Aug 13, 2009 14:07:53 GMT -5
Post by Taren & Ling on Aug 13, 2009 14:07:53 GMT -5
" Human," A voice answered for them and bandits jumped out and surrounded them at least ten." Now cough up the gold or we'll take it from your corpse." The dark elf snarled.
" I'd love to see you try," Taren smirked, he looked back at Falcan.
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Morning
Aug 13, 2009 14:13:15 GMT -5
Post by Lucien Lachance on Aug 13, 2009 14:13:15 GMT -5
Falcan sighed deeply and whipped out one of his blades and spun it in his fingers. “something to take some stress out on I guess.” he smirked. “but I wont kill you.” he flipped his blade over backwards and readied it to his side. “also….I’m dead broke.” he razed a brow then chuckled pulling the cloth up over his mouth.
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Morning
Aug 13, 2009 16:22:13 GMT -5
Post by Taren & Ling on Aug 13, 2009 16:22:13 GMT -5
" I guess I should use a different blade then." He switched to the claymore strapped on his back, " If you back out now, you won't die."
" Take the gold!"
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Morning
Aug 13, 2009 17:02:09 GMT -5
Post by Lucien Lachance on Aug 13, 2009 17:02:09 GMT -5
Falcan chuckled lightly and nodded as he rushed at the men at a grate speed dodging attacks and twisted around knocking one in the back with his blade then darted towards the nest a male Nord. Locking blades with it a few times then kneed him in the gun then knocked him in the head with the hilt of his blade.
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Morning
Aug 21, 2009 21:39:59 GMT -5
Post by Taren & Ling on Aug 21, 2009 21:39:59 GMT -5
Taren locked blades with a Dunmer, he swiped her legs with his tail and sighed, " I don't fight women, so back out while you can." She ran as a Khajit tried to swipe at him, but he blocked with the claymore and grinned, he tried to knee him, but the cat jumped back, making Taren spin with his blade swiping in the cat's direction. " GRAAAH!" He hissed as he kicked the cat and made him fall over backwards. " Falcan, how're you coming?!"
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Morning
Aug 22, 2009 7:52:29 GMT -5
Post by Lucien Lachance on Aug 22, 2009 7:52:29 GMT -5
“Not to shabby.” Falcan smirked and spun landed a kick in a Nord’s belly, then whacked him over the head with the hilt of his blade. Falcan’s eyes cold his movements swift his attacks quick, practice, rarely missing, a group of common thugs were no threat, he’d not kill them to say the least, but he’d not show mush mercy either.
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Morning
Aug 22, 2009 16:51:14 GMT -5
Post by Taren & Ling on Aug 22, 2009 16:51:14 GMT -5
Taren dug his sword into the ground and flung dirt towards his attackers,, he flung his hand out and the dust turned to flames. The intimidation made the bandits run. " You're not bad yourself.
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Morning
Sept 3, 2009 22:06:35 GMT -5
Post by Lucien Lachance on Sept 3, 2009 22:06:35 GMT -5
Falcan stepped back watching the men run. "there mice...not men." he sighed lightly and sheathed his blades. and flung his cape out of his way as he continued to walk forwards.
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