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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2014 12:52 pm
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Esabel hesitated as he knelt in front of her, frowning slightly as she tried to figure out exactly what he was offering her. Her dark eyes went from to Zuko, still held against the wall by her powers, then back to Ravor.
As realization finally hit her, her eyes went wide in shock. No one had ever tried to give her anything like that before. She hesitated again but started to move her hand towards Ravor, pausing to glance over at the elf again, noting the glare she got in return, then continued to move her hand to gently touch his cheek.
One movement lead to another and she soon scrambled to cuddle herself into him, her arms around his waist as she pressed her cheek against his chest, her body shaking as she struggled with the chaotic ideas her mind supplied.
"Give him to the woman he talked about... Take away his powers and give him to her to do as she wishes with him... Let her kill him as many times as she wants to until his soul cries out in agony, then let him die again..." she said in a soft whisper as her mind finally settled on something that was absolutely ruthless, "He wants you and he wants her, both all to himself... So take them away from him..." she added, then dissolved into bloody tears as she cried silently and shook in his arms.
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2014 1:19 pm
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Hot Champion_of_justice Crew
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2014 2:54 pm
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Hot Champion_of_justice Crew
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2018 11:55 pm
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Into the fires of battle!
Wuflric Von Shadowfang
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Having walked for some time, Wulfric wasn’t in a hurry to reach the graveyard, he stopped just inside the graveyard and looked around, to say that it was old was an understatement, and could hardly believe it when he glanced over at a couple of worn out grave stones. Grabbing his crossbow, he shifted the forward grip slightly which allowed the arms and bayonet to extend and simply walked forward his eyes ever alert for signs of movement, but more importantly signs that his target was in the area, he walked down the pathway which cut through the center of the graveyard towards the chapel which admittedly looked like something that would have been built sometime around when he was still relatively human. as he approached the church he couldn’t help but feel that the area was unusually quiet, ordinarily this would give him cause for concern and perhaps it should but the area seems like it has been unused for some time and likely his prey hadn’t been around in a while, poking his head through the door into the church he couldn’t immediately see anyone and simply lowered his weapon slightly and walked into the chapel and noted that it was empty apart from the pews that were in two rows, with a podium centrally placed at the front. Stopping just passed the last row of pews he looked around and saw nothing that warranted an investigation, so Wulfric turned around and started making his way out of the chapel and across the graveyard, where he’d stop one more time to look over the area before he simply put away his crossbow and simply looked out across the field towards the forest debating whether or not to settle in the woods or go to were hallway blade mentioned and get a room there.
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Unto the anvil of war!
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2018 12:41 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2020 6:48 pm
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