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Post by Durriac on Oct 7, 2005 20:07:45 GMT -5
"Aye, a bunch of new folks have come in. Like the two here." *he introduces Grenn and Springblade* "There've been others floating around too, but they're a good bunch."
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Post by Punkablood on Oct 7, 2005 21:50:44 GMT -5
She shrugged,"Glad ter see Dirk's come back, n' that you and Stryke are still hangin' around."
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Post by grenn on Oct 8, 2005 20:29:08 GMT -5
"How do?"
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Post by Durriac on Oct 9, 2005 14:12:11 GMT -5
"Aye, we still got some of us old crusties around. Including you, of course." *pokes her* "Eww, crustiness."
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Post by Punkablood on Oct 9, 2005 15:10:42 GMT -5
"I am not crusty!!! ... Unless it's food kind of crusty, then I would like some, NOW, because I am still kitchen banned as far as Iknow, so, I'm going to die of starvishedness!"
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Post by grenn on Oct 9, 2005 19:01:01 GMT -5
"Spring here always keeps some food in his pocket."
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Post by Durriac on Oct 10, 2005 16:42:41 GMT -5
"Hahaha, still? I think Stryke may have let up by now. But still, you never know."
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Post by Punkablood on Oct 10, 2005 19:11:13 GMT -5
Punkablood looked at him with an eyebrow raised,"From poking a cabinet to exploding a pot to getting one of 'er favorite bowls stuck on my 'ead and having to smash it? Yeah, i'd say she's still pretty angry.'
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Post by Durriac on Oct 11, 2005 19:50:43 GMT -5
"Well, true enough. One would hope she doesn't hold a grudge that long."
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Post by Punkablood on Oct 12, 2005 19:16:45 GMT -5
..."Your forgetting the person she's holding the grude agaist is me."
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Post by Durriac on Oct 13, 2005 19:58:25 GMT -5
"Hmmm. Well, you seem to have a point."
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Post by grenn on Oct 13, 2005 20:03:18 GMT -5
"Well Durriac I'll see ya around the fort then." *Grenn took his leave to go see if Shadow was down at the jetty.*
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Post by Durriac on Oct 16, 2005 10:24:46 GMT -5
"See you around." *He waved at Grenn lazily as he left*
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Post by grenn on Oct 16, 2005 20:05:30 GMT -5
"See Ya." **Grenn called as he walked down the hall.**
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Post by Shadow on Oct 17, 2005 14:35:23 GMT -5
Shadow walked in and said"Durriac sir I have a question for you?"
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Post by Durriac on Oct 17, 2005 16:24:56 GMT -5
"Fire away, soldier."
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Post by Shadow on Oct 18, 2005 14:33:34 GMT -5
"It is about my ship the darksteel. I would gladly let the armmoranin(SP) troop us it for missions being that it is smalleer and faster than the other ships the hord has. What do you think about that?"
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Post by Durriac on Oct 18, 2005 19:44:39 GMT -5
"Hmmm. It's an interesting proposition. I'll definitely think about it. Thanks for volunteering your ship."
OOC: Armanian, right?
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Post by Shadow on Oct 19, 2005 16:44:05 GMT -5
OOC: Yeah thats it.
BIC:"It was no problem. The Darksteel is a fine ship and well built."
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Post by Durriac on Jan 6, 2006 21:09:29 GMT -5
*Durriac dozed contendtedly in his bed. His breath lightly brushed his pillow, his blankets pulled up tightly under his chin to keep out the cold winter air. His sword hung on a peg on the wall.*
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