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Post by Kronomas on Mar 26, 2005 13:54:15 GMT -5
With a sigh of relief he answers them.
" Yes. I can give you word of his movements. And yes, they will be helpful. How often would you like me to report back to you?" Myr says
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Post by Amry on Mar 27, 2005 11:19:50 GMT -5
The Machemeep king shakes his head. Tell us now, man. You will not be released from this clearing until you have told us all you know of Amrus. He smirks. With Paska's hideous code of honor binding you, we have no reason to trust you. Now, speak - or you will never use a sword again. They actually know exactly where Amrus is - but will the man tell the truth?
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Post by Kronomas on Mar 27, 2005 15:34:03 GMT -5
Myr notices the smirks and the small laughs coming from all the chantillians around him and his men.
" Here's what I know as of now. The last time I saw him he was positioned close to the borders of your territory. But that was 4 weeks ago. I do not know if he has moved his posititon now or not. If you allow me and my men to leave unharmed, I can report to you any moves he makes, as often as you'd like." Myr explained
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Post by Amry on Mar 27, 2005 16:01:17 GMT -5
The Doshimmish speaks quietly to a Chantillian next to him, affirming Myr's answer. In a minute he looks up, impressed by his honesty. Sir, you've spoken truly. Leave this forest now and you will not be hindered. Never enter the Barrens again - we will find you. You will receive no mercy next time. The Chantillians clear a path for the men, and both kings melt back into the trees, their business done.
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Post by Kronomas on Mar 27, 2005 16:05:46 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300] so they will come and find me if they want info?[/glow]
Myr stood there graciously and gave thanks. He quickly told his men to get on their horses and leave. The chantillians returned their weapons andthey were gone. They found the city they were looking for to begin with, killed the mapmaker, left, and were about 30 miles outside the city, and made camp, discussing the chantillians, king Amrus, and other whatnots.
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Post by Amry on Mar 27, 2005 16:38:23 GMT -5
(yup. Although it seems you won't be in the battle much anymore.)
Got to go!
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Post by Kronomas on Mar 27, 2005 16:44:19 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]i can stil be in battles, a chantillina just needs to come gte me is all[/glow]
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Post by Zinroth on Mar 28, 2005 14:53:06 GMT -5
((E-gad, I've missed so much in the past.. 2 days o-o;;
Hope ya dont mind me bringing a little humor into this RP; Draq tends to me.. absent minded sometimes.... XD
Sorry if it be sucky, kinda.. blah.. right now.))
Draquraii yawned. She lay, spawned out about in her tree near the mess. She churned on her side, still asleep. Mm. Fish. she uttered in her dreams. She licked her lips and turned again. There was no branch where she tried to lay on; so.. technically.. a tainted black blur was seen falling, landing atop Kuro's had (I'm unsure where Kuro is, sop, if I make a mistake, lemme know, and I shall EDIT! XD). The thump awoke her, and her rusty-red eyes were seen, twitching angerly with discomfort. She sat up, shaking her fur out a bit, then laid back down on her head, yawning loudly. She caught just the last beckons of the men leaving, and blinked. "Erg.. did I miss something??"
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Post by Amry on Mar 28, 2005 19:16:03 GMT -5
((Awesome Zin! ;D Shall be finding thee shortly, Krone.))
Gah! Kuro feels the whack from Draq and the odd sensation of losing quills almost instantaneously. She falls on her tail, cries out in pain, and looks around for the idiot who couldn't keep his balance in a tree. The other Chantillians hide sniggers and disperse. Draq! Kuro picks up the cat-dragon by the tail and plops her right-way up angrily. Can't you let me look dignified for five minutes? I'm betting you anything the kings saw. Seeing Draq's confused look, she proceeds to explain the happenings of the day. And now, we're supposed to keep on watch. It's... she glances at the sun through the trees. The third hour after noon. I was with Oospik from the seventh to the tenth hours of the morning, then with the Doshimmish til now. That means I ought to be... lesee... on the border now. With a little swift tree-hopping, she is in the highest branches. You coming, Draq?
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Post by Kronomas on Mar 28, 2005 19:35:36 GMT -5
Ragth and his men packed up the camp to look for King Amrus's whereabouts, and to asasinate a very high ranking officer in his army. It had been planned for months. Nothing was going to go wrong. After about 2 hours they came across a small division of his where the officer was located. He and 2 men split up to the North side of the camp, 2 other men on the east, 2 on west, and 2 on the south, 2 in SW, 2 in SE, 2 in NW, and 3 in NE.. There were about 100 men in the clearing, and the officer was in plain site. Take him out, just about their entire communications system is messed up for a week, allowing anybody to attack easily without having to deal with alerts and whatnot. He gave the signal to pull back, aim(his arrow was to kill the officer, no one elses), and fire. The offficer died along with 15 other men. Another volley, 15 more dead. Eventually the enire camp had been killed, supplies taken, and he and his men were on their way to find another camp.
[glow=red,2,300]i hope this post is ok[/glow]
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Post by Amry on Mar 28, 2005 19:43:24 GMT -5
[glow=pink,2,300]Oy. Awesome. But, tone it down a bit, 'k? Maybe get captured, or mess up. Don't go killing them all off in a week. [/glow]
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Post by Kronomas on Mar 28, 2005 19:57:05 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]of course not, i was just giving u an opprotunity to attack. but i was oing to make it so i get cpatured.[/glow]
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Post by Zinroth on Mar 28, 2005 20:29:05 GMT -5
"E-gad! NOT THE TAIL NOT THE TAIL!" Draq qhined a moment. She looked t her from upsidedown and stuck her tongue out, crossing her arms, er, paws. "Yeah, so, the kings should know I'm.. not quite straight in the head by now? Uhh.. nevermind." She just stood, er..hung there and listened, then blinked. She rose her wings once let go, quickly darting up and following her. "So.. he on our side now or what?" She twitced her ears a moment, lowering down, sitting on Kuro's shoulder. "I thought only Chantillians faught for the Chantillians.." Draq ten blin ked again. She didn't know exactly know if she were a Chantillian or not.. she shrugged. "Err, well.. Nevermind."
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Post by Amry on Mar 29, 2005 20:03:20 GMT -5
(GAH! MY BROTHER IS SINGING THE NUMA NUMA SONG REALLY LOUD AND OBNOXIOUSLY!)
Of course it's only Chantillians for Chantillians. He isn't fighting for us. If he gets captured, what do we care? If he presents oppurtunities, he gets a thank-you. Besides, it's kind of nice having someone human to spy, even though Chantillians do it so much better. Heavy nationalism is a trait of all Chantillians. Kuro shades her eyes and peers at the forest floor below. There is a Paskan walking a trail. The idiot - he should have known that a trail through the Chantillian forest would have Chantillians on it. A quick snip from a blowpipe, and he's left for the vultures.
They really need to learn that we're not at stupid as rock spirits, Kuro says, shaking her head. Just because I'm half his height... ah well. Look, we're at the border. She waves to the half-wildcat seated in a tree looking bored, and he gratefully clears out, leaving his perch for Draq and Kuro. Stupid Foocha clan, she mutters, and takes his place.
The perch looks out over a sizable valley where several camps are situated. A Chantillian with decent eyes could look at everything going on in every camp. Stupid humans. No wonder they needed five gods.
Well, Draq, we're on eight-hour duty. Got any good jokes?
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Post by Kronomas on Mar 29, 2005 20:51:32 GMT -5
Myr and his men had found another camp. But this was not the usual camp. It was rather close to the chantillian border than usual. So odd he thought. Suddnly 5 bows aimed were aimed at his head inches away, and 5 for each of his men. They were commanded to drop their weapons and did. Bound, they were lead to the leading oficer there. Thoughts such as this is not going to go well and finally, they actually caught us, came to mind.
" Who do you serve" asked the officer
" No king, no nation." was the reply from Myr and his men.
" Who are your gods?"
" We worsip no gods" was the reply.
" HERESY! This will not be tolerated!" yelled the officer "Take this heretic leader and his men to king Amrus. Let him deal with them."
Finally, thought Myr as he could feel the knife under his foot he had hid. Finally, I'll get to know where he's stationed now. Each man had a knife under their foot. He also hoped they would get to close to chantillian land.
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