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Subject: *Reed scratches his head* Well, et 'pends h'on wat yer sayin' mate.. h'I was really teh say, Birthtown, er somethin'...but 'bout maybe, in der middle o' the coast lies an ol' ol' Fortress- Morador Rocha..*he grins*...Burnt et up, bes' i coul' when things went sout' and a revolution started...Hehehe


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Date Posted: 11:50:57 06/25/04 Fri
In reply to: Swift 's message, "Okay then! Sorry about the delay!" on 23:35:24 04/03/04 Sat

>OOC: Rudd, erm... I had no contact with him for a
>bit. But I finally did, and we're skipping ahead now.
> We've arrived at a port town called Filsayesk. So,
>kick back and let's get back to RPing.
>
>BIC: *The ship hoves into port, and Swift bounds
>forward onto the boardwalk. A prim looking weasel
>strolls up and demands a toll for docking the boat.
>Swift pays easily, and grins at the crew.*
>
>Right mates, let's get her tied down and all and head
>us into a pub and get some food, sleep, and
>information.
>
>*With that, he begins roping up the sails and tying
>various ropes and lowering the anchor and things of
>that sort.*

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*Thistle grins wickedly* If he does steal anymore, he'll learn a lot more about geology than he ever wanted. Mind you, I won't throw /too/ big rocks at him...*walks along the street, examining store fronts and analyzing the locals* Hmmm...gambling, gambling...Dirmby, do you know of any places? (NT)Thistle the Odd08:03:20 06/27/04 Sun
    *Fik slows down a bit until everyone's passed him, then picks up a large rock. He grins to himself and aims it at the back of Thistle's head, his tongue sticking out slightly due to his intense concentration(sp?). He goes to chuck the rock at her but it flies out of his paw as he swings his arm backwards. He sighs loudly and runs to the front of the group.* Course for gamblin we ought to head to a nice dingy inn. Any nice dingy inns round here Dirmb? Not icludin that one we just came from mind you, I'd rather not run into that fox again, no sir! Anyway, nice, dingy inns..... maybe with access to a cellar..... or some kind of drinking establishment.... hmm.... *He gets lost in his own thoughts* (NT)Fik11:38:13 06/28/04 Mon


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