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**The fox you've seen around comes over,, smiling, and makes a gesture to the bustling camp around him.** Welcome to the RP board. This is where the body of everything that happens at the QMP takes place. Feel free to look around.
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Subject: **A small, sable-furred mouse steps into the clearing**


Author:
Kiarra
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Date Posted: 12:25:43 03/23/02 Sat

OOC: I'm against QMP, just so you know...! ^_^) BIC: **She has bright blue eyes and long eyelashes. Her glossy fur is visible around her blue shirt and black pants. She carries a light sword and a pair of daggers. She winks at the large ferret beside Sirenia and speaks in a melodious voice** Maldison, dear, let me take that handsome young mouse there! **She glides towards Jack, head tilted coyly to one side** How about facing a lady, Jack? **Her expression is firey and dangerous**
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Subject: DIASESSA!!!


Author:
Cirla
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Date Posted: 13:14:07 03/20/02 Wed

**She steps forward and sneers at Diasessa.** C'm here, ermine, and fight me! **Gripping her spear tighter, she waits for Diasessa to approach....**
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Subject: "Hey, I'm new 'ere!"


Author:
Res
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Date Posted: 17:14:35 04/14/02 Sun

The sandcat walks up, her long limber legs covered by her blak low cut dress. Her iced hazlenut eyes scan the room, as she drags her glaive on the ground"'Ey! I'm new 'ere. Do you know where I can bunk and everything...?"She smiles...her silver Katana strapped behin her back. Her crossbow is strapped alongside. Her diamond amulet shines, stating two names...Res and Jah...
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Subject: **The undergrowth russles**


Author:
Shaerak
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Date Posted: 08:16:11 03/23/02 Sat

**A sinewy rat leaps into the clearing. He is covered in tatoos of teeth, snakes and swords, and is raising his own blade over his head. His bright yellow eyes flash as they take in all around him and he calls out a challenge** 'Ey, you Quanshaire beasts! That's right, you pieces of filthy lard, git over here! Which one of ye blaggarts fancies t'take me on? **He spits and coughs hoarsly** I dare ye!
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Subject: *An armour clad, pike weilding badger walks into the clearing, his dark red cape flowing behind him*


Author:
Yorvek Ironbore
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Date Posted: 02:19:39 04/01/02 Mon

*His unusually large, sturdy paws take up his pike and slam the butt against a hollow tree, the sound eminating ringing around the clearing*

"Mercenaries of Quanshaire! I am the newest soldier to join your ranks. I would like to meet my comerades"
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Subject: **Pause for appology...**


Author:
Kinnan Ulfe
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Date Posted: 06:53:14 04/06/02 Sat

OOC: I'm sorry I disappeard for so long.. I've been a bit sick IRL, and haven't have time to RP much lately. This will soon be remedied (as I hope my illness will be, as well!), and I thank you for your patience! Welcome back to those of you who have been gone, and for those that celebrated, I hope you had a happy Easter!
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Subject: Okay, Jack, please post here wi' me goodself


Author:
Vehereus Miles
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Date Posted: 15:01:12 03/21/02 Thu

Sidesteps the move, stabs out with his sword, and says defiantly "Take that!"
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Subject: **The petite vixen points her rapier at the older one**


Author:
Aislynn Shackle
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Date Posted: 09:12:06 03/23/02 Sat

**She circles a bit closer to Zingara, trying to get a feel for her opponant's fighting style before rushing into the battle** Alright, granma, c'mon an'fight, don't just stand there! **She takes a quick step forward** C'mon!!
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Subject: Maldison!


Author:
Kinnan Ulfe
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Date Posted: 21:16:06 03/24/02 Sun

**He dodges to the side and the swipe at his knees misses him by several centimeters** Do try to be a bit less obvious! **He smiles coldly, a battle light gleaming in his dark eyes** An' don't call me mutt. **He raises his broadsword over his head and brings it down in a crashing blow, aimed at an angle to slice the ferret's neck and shoulder** OOC: It's a diagonal blow from right to left, just so you know.
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Subject: a short, tan vixen with abnormaly large ears wanders in.


Author:
Avian Brushfire
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Date Posted: 13:47:59 03/27/02 Wed

*She is quite preoccupied, in trying to keep all her belongings from spilling out of her broken knapsack(which had busted at the seams)* *Out of frusteration, she lets her belongings fall to the ground. Removes her dusty, black cloak and bundles up her stuff with it. Suddenly she slaps her knee and begins to curse herself*

"I Can't believe I just did that! General is gonna kill me!"
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Subject: **A blood-red feathered arrow hisses through the air, its shaft on fire, and thuds into the tree nearest the leaders, barely missing the nose of Kinnan**


Author:
Sirenia Steelgrippe
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Date Posted: 19:48:09 03/18/02 Mon

**The foliage rustles from whence the arrow came, and a female stoat emerges, holding a finely-crafted yew bow. Tall and finely shaped, she wears a loose white blouse, tight black breeches and leather boots, and a heavily gold-embroidered scarlet tunic. Her white fur is immaculate, as is the ebony hair that flows down her back. Her face is beautiful and finely-chisled, but haughty; and steel gray eyes framed by long eyelashes sweep the clearing disdainfully. The eyes land on Kinnan and Favre, and finally Astri, wounded on the ground. Her full, crimson lips curl into a cruel smile.**

So, we meet the "Quanshaire Mercenary Patrol" once again. **Her voice is sonorous and melodious, positively music to the ears...almost hypnotizing. The sharp steel eyes pass from leader to leader as she greets them by name.**

Hello, "Sir" Ulfe. Found a lady friend yet? No? What a shame... **She smirks again** And I'm glad to see you in such good health, Astriana dear. **The smirk grows wider, and her eyes land on Favre. They positively light up with sadistic delight** Favre Pinesword, what a coincidence! I seem to have with me an old friend of yours...you simply must become reacquainted later. **She laughs wickedly, a beautiful yet inherently terrifying sound.**

**But as she finishes her visual inspection of the clearing, a perfect eyebrow arches delicately** But you seem to be missing half of your leaders...what of the fox, Tatanshan? Did he finally decide that you weren't worth the trouble? And that mildewed otter, Casey? Off exploring a tributary, no doubt. And Evyce...ah, Evyce, I've missed her so. **This last comment fairly drips with sarcasm. Her steel eyes now sparkling with triumph, she continues.** Indeed, I have brought more than enough.

**Her voice strengthens, ringing through the silence of the clearing with a smooth, honeyed sound of persuasion.** Hear me, mercenaries! I am Sirenia Steelgrippe, sister's-daughter of the mighty and infamous Sirhc, chief of the most powerful mercenary horde of all time! Nothing awaits you with this weak, motley little band--only ruin, debt, and death! These pathetic, outcast, beasts whom you call "leaders" are merely the thinnings of his skilled soldiers--and yet you learn from them? Imagine what you could become learning from the powerful Sirhc's own niece, who has learned everything he had to teach! Gold, my friends, gold, riches, and success lie with the path upon which I tread--and only starvation, ruin, and destruction lie upon their's. Choose wisely, mercenaries. Which will it be?
**A finely crafted rapier whistles out of its richly adorned scabbard, and the point gleams brightly in the firelight--a signal.**

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Subject: To the whole Patrol...


Author:
Kinnan Ulfe
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Date Posted: 15:18:11 03/13/02 Wed

**He stands before the mercenaries around him, clearing his throat to gain their attention. Astriana is still lying on the ground in front of him, and his expression is much harder than usual for the large wolf. His tone is quite serious as he begins to speak**

Since Astriana doesn't seem to be in quite top condition **he smiles momentarily at her** I will answer some of your questions as best as I can, for I believe I know exactly what happened to her... When this patrol formed, we were a small band associated with a much larger marcenary group. **He snarls for a moment, recalling** To make a long story short, we were cut off from the main group, which was destroyed shortly thereafter. For a long time we thought we were the only survivors, but then we found that we were gravely mistaken. There was another band that survived, rivals of ours. They hate us, and therefore hate you, too. And they have been tracking us ever since we discovered each other.... **He sighs** And now they almost got Astriana, which means they are much too close for comfort. So arm yourselves, prepare for an attack. We've got a bit more notice than last time, so we can be ready for them. Any other questions?

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Subject: OOC: Starting a new thread.


Author:
Favre Pinesword
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Date Posted: 14:53:55 03/22/02 Fri

**He stares at Iona for a minute, his normally deadpan features corrupted by a look of recognition, surprise, and...something else. When he speaks, his voice is hard and cold.** Iona. Suprisin' t'see ye as a camp soldier, 'stead of a follower like th' last time. **He turns his daggers over in his paws**
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Subject: Don't know wot te do...


Author:
Veherus Miles
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Date Posted: 08:53:45 03/21/02 Thu

OOC: In case you're wondering what my name means, it means traveling soldier.

BIC:*Sits down in front of his tent* Gosh, I think I'll break out those provisons and start a fire. *pulls out his flint and a small knife* Umph*strikes the flint against the knife-blade* *does it again* Okay, that's done, now fer the victuals... *pulls a few berries and bird's eggs and cooks them on a pot over the fire, warming his paws*
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Subject: Standing


Author:
Vehereus Miles
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Date Posted: 15:19:39 03/13/02 Wed

*standing, leaning against spear, sighs* Who wants to *yawn* spar?
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Subject: - - A strange creature- -


Author:
The mildewed otter-Casey ~_^
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Date Posted: 05:11:55 03/20/02 Wed

**The shrubbery beneath the vixen and vole up the tree rustles softly and a mumbled curse drifts out. A bushed bundle of tawny fur comes flying out and lands in a mass on the ground. There it lays for a few moments, breathing hard in an effort to catch it's breath. With a concerted effort it stands up and give itself a shake, from head to tail tip. Water sprays out in a fan, catching the pair up the tree in it's shower. It draws itself up to its full hieght and now its obvious just what sort of creature the strange being is. Strong muscles ripple beneath the overly long fur and powerful arms flex experimently. A flat broad tail thumps the ground repetitively as the otter bounds up and down. Soft brown eyes, drawn with pain but a strange look of wisdom, peer up into the leaves. After a few moments, barely seconds, of intense staring the female otter breaks into a quiet peal of merry laughter.**
Ahoy there Rio Fawnback me ole waterwalloper what ya doin' up a tree? Ain't the waterways good enough for the likes of ye anymore?
**Tugging experimently on the branch the two beasts are sitting on she jiggles it. With a grin, broken by a grimace, she turns a lopes off at a hurried pace. A bow is drawn from where it was strapped to her back and she notches it with an arrow as she runs.**
Well, if ye really think tree fightin' be the way t'go matey. Tis just wot we'll do. 'urry up now junior, an' bring that pretty lil friend o' yourse wit ya. Don't wanna leave the ole crew in so big a brawl and not join in now do we?
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Subject: OOC: Hmph, nasty board, wonder why it done that to my message? Oh well try and work out my message from Tatanshan's


Author:
Maldison's very peeved rp-er
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Date Posted: 05:30:51 03/20/02 Wed

Subject: **Rises as well and shoulders his haversack. Heading into the woods he holds back a branch for the vixen and lets her go ahead, with a bow. A slight glimmer of a grin sweeps his face before disappearing** Aye, bettah t'leave in quiet girl, oi already got me enough 'tention from 'is royal 'ighnesses as it is. **Pulling his sword from his belt he whispers softly** There's enemies 'round 'ere Ais, oi caught soight o' the ones wot did in Astriana wen oi was a-lookin' fer somebeast. Keep yer eyes open and yer wits 'bout yer. Don' want t'bring y'back in two pieces now. Eh?


Author:
Rio
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Date Posted: 02:01:06 03/12/02 Tue

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Subject: The grey squirrel slips along the shadows...


Author:
Zukki EmeraldEyes
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Date Posted: 16:15:33 03/12/02 Tue

He darts glances about. and then suddenly he disappears into the brush. However, on further observaton and scrutiny, you find that he has become apart of the brush. "ChipChipChipoWaaah!! Whoever finds me and can catch me will win sumtin special!" A bish shakes as you hear a squirrelish giggle.
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Subject: **The squirrel is in the process of painting rings on the top of a stump that he shaved off previously. The biggest ring is about the circumfrence of a medium-sized maple, and the smallest is a red dot in the middle the size of an acorn. He fixes it firmly onto a tree, backs up a hundred paces, and places a stick where he ended up. Calls from his position** All archers line up 'ere now!


Author:
Favre

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Date Posted: 13:22:19 10/19/01 Fri

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Subject: ....


Author:
Guess who
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Date Posted: 13:12:32 03/10/02 Sun

**A small figure stumbles the room. You think it is a child, she is so slim boned and fragile seeming. Then you spot her muscles. And the old scars, mixed with fresh that are evident of the skin showing. She collapses on the ground, gasping for breath for a minute, before rolling onto her back. There is a glint in her eye that speaks of mischief, and fun in days bygone.** Alright greenies, someone get me Kinnan or Fav. Now. **There is a note of command in her voice that you can't ignore. At this time, a select few of you, the older ones, who have been with the army for a while, begin to recognize this tiny squirrel.** Go tell those bastards that I'm back, and here to stay.
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Subject: **The massive wolf strides into the clearing.**


Author:
Kinnan Ulfe
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Date Posted: 10:30:32 03/07/02 Thu

**He is wearing a tight leather jerkin and a belt with a pair of daggers thrust in it. His broadsword is at his back, and his light boots are slightly muddy from a long tramp. He brushes his headfur out of his dark brown eyes and looks around him. His eyes rests for a moment on Rio, but does not say anything to the vole. Then his eyes round on a group of strangebeasts standing at the edge of the glade. He smiles, and finally speaks in his low, rumbling bass voice**

Well, here we are. The main camp of the Quanshaire Mercenary Patrol. Please make yourselves known now to all of the other mercs so your throats will not be slit in the night for strangers. **His eyes sparkle with a smile that slowly creeps to his lips** Don't be afraid. Not unless you betray us, that is. **Looks around for Astri or Favre** Oi! New recruits! Make 'em welcome!

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Subject: OOC: Bit dead aren't we? BIC:**Walks in sullenly although he keeps glancing at something in the surrounding woodlands with an astonishing frequency. He should be aware of the looks given to him but he seems oblivious as he ponders the dark thoughts roaming through his troubled mind. It reflects in his face making the leer from his cheek scar more sinister than usual and with an unusual verocity he suddenly snarls and lashes out at a nearby tree, completely ringbarking. Still not satisfied with this blatant desctruction he proceeds to kick the flames from a fire around. The firelight flickers in his eyes so that you are unsure whether or not it is his anger or something else.... Pain? Fear? Compassion?....


Author:
Rio - C'mon people wake up a bit! LOL
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Date Posted: 06:44:44 03/01/02 Fri

Subject: Hello? I'm a new comer in a strange new land. Please do tell, where is that?


Author:
Philomel
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Date Posted: 19:37:17 01/27/02 Sun

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