Fools to think that nothing will be done when there are 6 of you and 1 of me.
I have Cyric to guide me and deaths pall is within this blade. Come into this
dark orb....tis my Storm.
[horde] Whisper {Seam of the Horde} I am at sf xroads...setting my plans on
trying to take out uriel when they come by
> łgl
The Crossroads [se,w,s,n,sw].
Mares [horde]: do not walk into a hedge
[horde] Whisper {Seam of the Horde} wont do so...I am where they are
not....stabbing uriel and running
> alias m backstab uraiel
Changed alias 'm'.
> h
> You scan quickly about for a hiding spot.
> You try to hide in the shadows.
gr hopefully I can evade tiger
[horde] Whisper {Seam of the Horde} hopefully I can evade tiger
Equinox shouts: I like the gifts I'm getting today....
Mares [horde]: i know
MAGYCo EXPRESS (Gareth D'Rose, Samtavan, Mantra, Loir (Newbie), Swift
SilverArrows and Uraiel Riondel) arrives from the southeast.
m
Swift searches around the room a bit.
You narrowly avoid the clumsy search.
s
Swift searches around the room a bit.
You narrowly avoid the clumsy search.
s
Uraiel's shield disappears.
Uraiel Riondel convulses in agony as you place your Talin Stinger in him, and
blood pours over your hands.
>
Swift searches around the room a bit.
You have been noticed.
s
> Wilderness Road : Far North of Haisk [n,s].
> You dealt the death blow to Uraiel.
> Wilderness Road : Far North of Haisk [n,s].
Mean Old Man is here.
> dis
> Wilderness Road : Far North of Haisk [n,s].
> > You are not calm enough.
> Soul turned off.
> s
> Wilderness Road : North of Haisk [n,s,w].
> s
Swift SilverArrows arrives from the north.
Swift SilverArrows leaves west.
[horde] Whisper {Seam of the Horde} revenge done
Mares [horde]: nice
Mares [horde]: where at?
Whisper shouts: Lord Cyric yet again I prove myself to you and wreak havok upon
fools...I live in your darkness I bask in your glory...all of
this I do for you.
Calmly I move back into the shadows and fade into the night...the trees begin
to rustle more as the wind picks up...oh yes I think to myself...there is a storm
coming and no amount of praying to thier gods will save them from the dark destiny
my God has shown me.
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