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Topic: A note left for Beowulf |
atira thormear
Replies: 1
Views: 1219
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Forum: The Messenger's Log Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2008 11:31 pm Subject: A note left for Beowulf |
*A note sits on the night stand in her parents room*
Father,
I feel that you should know that recently I was attacked on Umbran soil by a stranger claiming to be of the Dark Order. The mans face ... |
Topic: Sig Test |
atira thormear
Replies: 7
Views: 5665
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Forum: The Artists' Canvas Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 6:27 pm Subject: Sig Test |
tesssting |
Topic: Father or Foe? |
atira thormear
Replies: 3
Views: 1616
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Forum: The Crossroads Tavern Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 7:56 pm Subject: Father or Foe? |
Atira’s sword sliced through the air. Her mind raced with thoughts of her father. Over the passed few months she found out much more than she had ever thought she could, but for what reason?
As h ... |
Topic: A Letter to Lady Ditto |
atira thormear
Replies: 1
Views: 1152
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Forum: The Messenger's Log Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 6:06 pm Subject: A Letter to Lady Ditto |
Lady Ditto,
I was hoping I could speak with you at your convenience. Please send a letter back with a date and time or feel free to stop by my home in Umbra.
May the darkness guide you.
*Sign ... |
Topic: Father or Foe? |
atira thormear
Replies: 3
Views: 1616
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Forum: The Crossroads Tavern Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2007 2:21 pm Subject: Father or Foe? |
Atira pulled the shroud over her face and walked through the caves leading into Sanctus. Dominick trailed behind her, slaying each and every creature as they walked. She wasn’t sure what she was goi ... |
Topic: Father or Foe? |
atira thormear
Replies: 3
Views: 1616
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Forum: The Crossroads Tavern Posted: Mon Oct 29, 2007 9:05 pm Subject: Father or Foe? |
Atira was upset and confused, she thought long and hard about her father’s alignment. She was perplexed as to how he could be so naïve to believe in the virtues. How could he choose an army over hi ... |
Topic: Reality in a Dream |
atira thormear
Replies: 0
Views: 899
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Forum: The Crossroads Tavern Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 1:27 pm Subject: Reality in a Dream |
It took a long while for her to fall asleep. Her mind was racing. Staring at the ceiling seemed to keep her calm, but it gave no aid in her efforts. She thought of her mother and what the battle must ... |
Topic: Wake Up Korith. Please, Wake Up. |
atira thormear
Replies: 4
Views: 1533
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Forum: The Crossroads Tavern Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 8:46 pm Subject: Wake Up Korith. Please, Wake Up. |
She sat down next to Korith’s bed and searched for words. Unlike the previous visits, this time he seemed to be in a vivid dream. He was tossing back and fourth and sweating and she seemed to make o ... |
Topic: Marriage? |
atira thormear
Replies: 0
Views: 965
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Forum: The Crossroads Tavern Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 7:28 pm Subject: Marriage? |
Lately, Audrina has been preparing her for marriage. She was not completely sure why, after all she was only ten, but she listened. Audrina told her that marriages were made in order to better the fam ... |
Topic: Playing Pretend |
atira thormear
Replies: 0
Views: 953
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Forum: The Crossroads Tavern Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 12:31 am Subject: Playing Pretend |
She stood on the steps in Moonglow, holding tight to her father’s hand. Her eyes scanned the crowd of blue. ”Daddy, are they stranger?” She asked him, well aware that she was not supposed to sp ... |
Topic: Confusion and Death |
atira thormear
Replies: 0
Views: 1050
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Forum: The Crossroads Tavern Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 12:53 am Subject: Confusion and Death |
She sat in her chair and listened to Zet’morn speak, unsure as to why the Matriarch allowed him to teach the class on this evening. She disliked Zet’morn very much and thought he was very idiotic ... |
Topic: A game called Slay |
atira thormear
Replies: 0
Views: 985
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Forum: The Crossroads Tavern Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 1:44 am Subject: A game called Slay |
Atira ran up into her room, carefully ran to grab her journal and ran into Tay’s empty room. She removed her blood stained robe and dropped her tiny knife onto the floor. Her cheeks were flushed and ... |
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