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Subject: *Mousethief eyes folgrim angrily* I SAID MOVE! If you don't you will die, I will be fine, *he suddenly vanishes, coming up right in front of fol'.* (See message) Author: Mousethief [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 20:34:46 03/18/03 Tue Author Host/IP: adsl-159-164-147.bhm.bellsouth.net/68.159.164.147 In reply to: Folgrim 's message, "*Folgrim hops down from a high tree branch, her arm looks sickening* Not on yer life Mousethief, i will never leave a comrade behind *folgrim pulls a strange looking weapon from behind her back* This was me fav hammer right 'ere, those liddle tree livin scum stole it from me a time ago(by hammer i mean like track+field, the hammer throw).....hahahaha" on 13:50:52 03/18/03 Tue See? Now let's go together! *Mousethief continues holding the dagger to it's throat until they are away from the grove enough to be safe, he drops the now-conscious leader to the ground* Now get back to your mob of garbage, vermin! Or I will make you die long and slow! *The painted one scrambles off instantly, back in the grove within ten seconds. Mousethief turns to fol'* Let's go, matey! *mousethief draws his breath sharply as he notices a pine javelin, which had snapped off so the point was caught in his tunic, when he moved it stabbed him deeply, wincing, he pulls it out* Ha! Not a vemrin spear made that could lay a decent mousethief low! *he quickly bandages his gash and stands back up, trying to hide the picture of pure pain crossing his face* [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]