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Post by Eslakon on Feb 15, 2008 13:53:00 GMT -5
((Still a little tired. . .))
"And you as well." Slifer paused in thought for a moment, running one of his claws over the other with a mild scraping noise. "Would you show me this village?" He asked curiously, and then stood to his full height, preparing to leave if necessary.
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Post by Robin on Feb 16, 2008 1:23:15 GMT -5
"Of course." said Poseidon, agreeing to show Slifer the village. But he secretly wished he could stay and stare at the full moon. Oh well. The werewolf picked up his staff from the rock and stood. Giving a final glance towards the moon, he began to lead the way to the village.
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Post by Eslakon on Feb 16, 2008 23:55:09 GMT -5
Slifer paused for a moment before following, wondering if he could trust Poseidon in not leading him astray, but he soon discarded the thought. He glanced around one final time before stepping off of what seemed to be the only patch of grass onto the bare earth between the trees. Roots reached out for his legs, but were quickly kicked aside before they could cause any harm.
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Post by Robin on Feb 17, 2008 0:06:26 GMT -5
"So what do you want to see when we get there?" asked Poseidon curiously. He beat the roots of the forest with his staff whenever they happend to cross his path. The werewolf began to read the symbols carved into his staff silently while he waited for Slifer to answer.
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Post by Eslakon on Feb 17, 2008 0:10:56 GMT -5
"I don't remember what all is there, perhaps you could tell me?" Slifer asked, staring blankly ahead into the dark woods that seemed to stretch on for miles, housing vile creatures that were more than his match. Rarely has any humans survived this forest, yet who can blame them if they sleep during the night. Its almost tempting to pull them off into the darkness to who knows what fate.
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Post by Robin on Feb 17, 2008 0:46:11 GMT -5
"Well, there's many things to see at the village." said Poseidon. Then he began to list a few. "There is the Hawk and Owl Inn, the Swindler's Marketplace (ironically named), the Emerald Fish House, the Chapel of The Wolves', the Sapphire Scrolls library, the Moon Beam park, and the Laughing Artisan theatre." Poseidon listed many places in the town.
Next he listed off some of the best pubs and restraunts. "If you want good food and drink, there are a lot of pubs there. There is: The Fox's Bottle; The Serpant's Flask; The Swaggering Lion Alehouse; The Howling Fox (originated from the Fox's Bottle, divided when an argument arose between the two owners); The Silver Cauldron; and last but not least, The Rogue's Feast diner." The werewolf informed him.
"My smithery is called The Ocean's Fist." he added with pride. Then he waited to hear where Slifer wanted to go.
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Post by Eslakon on Mar 5, 2008 11:08:00 GMT -5
((Sorry for the delay. . .))
"There are so many to choose from." Slifer growled, and then paused in thought. "Yet I'm not sure if I'll be welcome there." He stopped suddenly, the moon shining on his back as he looked through the woods, trying to decide if he should either stay with Poseidon or not. The woods seemed much more welcoming now.
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Post by Robin on Mar 5, 2008 11:19:37 GMT -5
"The townsfolke are pretty nice, I'm sure you'll be welcome." said Poseidon. He turned around to look at Slifer. "Where do you want to go?"
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Post by Eslakon on Mar 5, 2008 11:24:10 GMT -5
((Sorry, had to add a little action, is that alright with you?))
Sudden memories of what had happened there flooded his mind and overwhelmed him. "No. . . no I don't want to go back. . ." Slifer pleaded, backing up until he pressed against a tree. He froze suddenly as a loud growl came from behind him and the tree, they had attracted one of their meaner kin, and would most likely be ripped to shreds because of it.
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Post by Robin on Mar 5, 2008 11:38:51 GMT -5
(yeah, sounds good)
Poseidon questioned, "What do you mean?" but when he heard the growl he froze. He pulled his sword from his belt, walking around the tree to see what it was. A werewolf, however, was not to be seen. Nothing was to be seen. The black creature hovered in the branches, before leaping from the tree into Poseidon, knocking the sword from his hand. The blacksmith yelped and bit the attacker, but the black werewolf would not get off of him. With his hind legs Poseidon clawed the beast, forcing him into the air to land a few feet away, completely enraged.
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Post by Eslakon on Mar 5, 2008 14:54:57 GMT -5
"Poseidon!" Slifer yelled as the werewolf dove from the trees, crashing into the white werewolf and forced the sword from his hand, which landed on the ground beside him. As Poseidon kicked the werewolf off of him, Slifer glanced at the sword, wondering if he should use it or not. He didn't really know how to handle a sword, but it seemed simple enough.
Just as Slifer picked up the sword, the werewolf suddenly turned its attention to him, its eyes were full of anger as it stepped forward, making Slifer take a step back. Blood leaked from the wound were Poseidon had bitten the werewolf, but it was nothing close to a fatal wound.
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Post by Robin on Mar 5, 2008 15:29:46 GMT -5
Poseidon picked up a handful of large rocks and began to throw them at the black werewolf, one of them striking it in the back of the head. As the animal turned to look at him, Poseidon swung his wooden staff at it, but the beast only dodged and got more angry, charging towards him.
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