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Post by The Smith on May 10, 2011 20:43:06 GMT -5
Both are clans men, and beside the one the ground is a single eye ball and its stem.
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Post by Tallahar on May 10, 2011 20:54:52 GMT -5
Magnus sighed.
Alaric looked about, "Alright well camp here for the night and move further into the mountains on the morrow." Looking to two of his guards, "Ser Brain and Ser Ewan please clean up the bodies."
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Post by The Smith on May 10, 2011 21:04:20 GMT -5
The men chuck the bodies into a ravine, and then go to make camp.
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Post by Tallahar on May 10, 2011 21:41:54 GMT -5
LIke the night before sentries are positioned throughout the camp and Alaric wonders out to check on them. AS they all are awake and alert Alaric returns to his tent to sleep.
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Post by The Smith on May 13, 2011 23:57:52 GMT -5
The night passes uneventfully again.
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Post by Tallahar on May 14, 2011 2:23:08 GMT -5
Waking Alaric feels the regret of sleeping rough again wishing to be back at Hearts Home. Magnus had already been up for more then an hour and the camp is busy with men. After breaking their fast and mountain up Alaric orders the group to push further into the mountains.
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Post by The Smith on May 14, 2011 2:25:33 GMT -5
The ride til after noon, when an outrider signels that men have bee spotted.
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Post by Tallahar on May 14, 2011 2:27:48 GMT -5
Alaric had began to be sick of this hunt and pushed on towards the group of men.
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Post by The Smith on May 14, 2011 14:38:21 GMT -5
He comes over a rise, and sees an old watchtower surronded by four tents. At the sight of the outriders cresting the hill, the clansmen all scurry into the tower. An old iron, rusted proticullis slams shut.
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Post by Tallahar on May 14, 2011 20:25:19 GMT -5
Magnus spurs his horse and rides, "To which clan do I meet with?"
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Post by The Smith on May 15, 2011 3:10:07 GMT -5
OOC-Does Alaric ride forward, because they will not hear him from there.
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Post by Tallahar on May 15, 2011 9:47:02 GMT -5
OOC: It's Magnus and yes he rides slightly forward. Still at a far distance yelling loudly.
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Post by The Smith on May 15, 2011 10:40:13 GMT -5
"Fuck you tin shirt!" Came the booming reply from inside the tower.
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Post by Tallahar on May 15, 2011 10:47:41 GMT -5
"Has the blood so thin that now you have no pride for your Clan. Long may the Moon Men Rule!"
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Post by The Smith on May 15, 2011 10:49:43 GMT -5
"We ain't of any tribe." The call came back.
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