Dameon takes up a position not far from Aisling and Penherst, shaking his head in a momentary attempt to clear his mind of the overwhelming tumult of battle�the roaring of dragons, the baleful howling of the enemy, and the clash of weapons threatening to drown his senses entirely. (Continued Inside) -- The Clearing

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Date Posted: 07:27:13 03/05/03 Wed
Author: Dameon Kestrel
Subject: Dameon takes up a position not far from Aisling and Penherst, shaking his head in a momentary attempt to clear his mind of the overwhelming tumult of battle�the roaring of dragons, the baleful howling of the enemy, and the clash of weapons threatening to drown his senses entirely. (Continued Inside)
In reply to: Dameon Kestrel 's message, "A small knot of young men, all armed with bow and sword, hasten to meet Yungva, a shared determination to defend their colony to the last evident in their expressions. Dameon stands among them, listening intently to Yungva's instructions. He smiles grimly at the majestic sight of the White Dragons soaring above them, and saluting Ildana, races to take his place with his companions, striving with defiant force to repel the advancing hoarde of orcs." on 20:49:43 03/04/03 Tue

But there is no time for thought. Sweat runs down his brow as Dameon sends arrow after arrow into flight. The companion's feathered shafts wreak havoc among the seething swarm of orcs and goblins who have yet managed to escape dragon flame�still they come. Suddenly before him looms the form of an orc warrior, brutally crude and muscular, smoke-blackened and vile, wielding a scimitar with raging hatred. Dameon is hard pressed to draw his sword before the beast is upon him...

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Aisling's head swam as she tucked her sling back into her belt and picked up her quarterstaff. She'd never been in a real battle before. Sweat trickled down her temple, and her hands grew clammy as she tightly gripped the staff. Before she knew it, an orc warrior loomed up in front of her. Heart pounding, she began to fend off its attacks. (NT) -- Aisling, 16:28:08 03/06/03 Thu
- :: Penherst faces two orcs, nearly as tall as himself. Penherst realizes how much he missed the fighing. Then the thought of "her" again...:: TONMA!!!!! KONDISHI OCELOT GIBBER WAV BLITZ COMNIC SHOO KO FLIE!!!!!!!!!!! :: penherst lets anger take him and he starts attacking the orcs 310% of what he had in him. he started moving away from Aisling in his effort to kill them all for what they did to "her":: (NT) -- Penherst, 17:54:52 03/06/03 Thu
  - At first Aisling parried the orc's attacks haltingly, just barely keeping its blade from cutting her open. After a few moments, though, a familiar heat began suffuse through her body. Her eyes flashed, and her nervousness was pushed away. It didn't go away, but it was pushed to the back of her mind, replaced by anger-induced adrenaline. The orc dropped his sword with a cry of pain as the staff crushed his had. Aisling then stuck the orc in three places in quick succession: a leg, the stomach, and lastly, the head. The beast sank to the ground, unconscious. (NT) -- Aisling, 18:19:08 03/06/03 Thu
    - His HAND, not his "had" (NT) -- OOC Aisling, 18:22:24 03/06/03 Thu
    - :: taking no heed of his wounds, Penherst continues to hack and hew at the orcs. His Katannas cutting their way into each orc he faced, and some he didn't. His amazingly fast, graceful movements were a site to see. he continues to move away from Carneriks lines into the lines of the orcs. unintentionally, he begins destracting the Orcs at the front of their lines because he has begun to take them in the back, as well as take them face to face. He was avenging "her":: (NT) -- Penherst, 04:48:23 03/07/03 Fri

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