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Subject: To the whole Patrol... Author: Kinnan Ulfe [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] 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? [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date **Cirla stands and begins searching for a long, hard stick, muttering to herself, her voice shrill with anticipation.** Huh, can't have a decent fight without a spear at your side. Yes, a nice, long, dangerous spear. **Finding a stick to her liking, she settles back down by the tree and begins sharpening one end with her knife. When it's got a good tip on it, she carries it over to the fire and holds it in the flames. When the end becomes dark, she pulls it out, grinning.** There, there, tis done! **Looks around for the leaders.** Ready, sirs. (NT) Cirla 17:01:28 03/13/02 Wed **Cirla stands and begins searching for a long, hard stick, muttering to herself, her voice shrill with anticipation.** Huh, can't have a decent fight without a spear at your side. Yes, a nice, long, dangerous spear. **Finding a stick to her liking, she settles back down by the tree and begins sharpening one end with her knife. When it's got a good tip on it, she carries it over to the fire and holds it in the flames. When the end becomes dark, she pulls it out, grinning.** There, there, tis done! **Looks around for the leaders.** Ready, sirs. (NT) Cirla 17:02:50 03/13/02 Wed OOC: Oh, that's lovely....imagine it posting twice! Sorry bout that..... (NT) -- C, 17:04:20 03/13/02 Wed Grimacing, Jack shakes his head, "The proverbial rival group. Whoever thought this would happen on my first day," He quickly checks his weapons and shrugs, "I've got everything I need." (NT) Jack Styles 17:27:23 03/13/02 Wed **A squirrelmaid of mottled dark colours approaches the group, her clear green eyes focusing on the large wolf in front of her. Approaching the figure she takes him for the leader and clenches her fist to her chest, bowing her head. Then returning her gaze to him she speaks.** Comtria. I am Riasa Lafaryl, new to this band. I will be glad to offer any assistance necessary. (NT) Riasa Lafaryl 23:28:10 03/13/02 Wed Re: To the whole Patrol... Vehereus Miles 06:17:14 03/14/02 Thu Re: OOC: Note to veryone, I'm going away for the next couple days, so just leave me as an invalid! I should be back by Sunday, if not then you'll see me on Monday! Keep up the RP, and I'll see you when I'm back! -- Astriana's RPer, 10:01:46 03/14/02 Thu OOC: Riasa, have you sent in a join form? Feel free if you haven't, and we'll get back to you... BIC: Alright, let's take a quick stock of who's here... **Looks at his small band** For now I want you to ready your weapons, make sure everything's in top form. I'll help with any repairs or additions you need. **Grins** That is my job, you know. Since we don't have all of our squads here, we won't split that way. We need to brace ourselves... Once your weaponry is ready, spread out a bit, but not too far to be cut off from us, and watch. When you see anything suspicious, give the alarm. **Calls to the tent** Favre! We need you out here! **Strides over to the tent to retrieve his espionage captain** (NT) Kinnan Ulfe 10:35:42 03/14/02 Thu OOC: Never mind, Riasa, I got your form. (NT) -- Kinnan Ulfe, 10:38:00 03/14/02 Thu Shaking his head, Jack steps way from the tree anfollows Kinnan, "I might as wellgowith you sir. I wa assigned to he espinage team, but I haven't had the oprtunity to meet Favre, so I might as well do so now. (NT) Jack Styes 14:14:30 03/14/02 Thu OOC: excuse my grammar on the above post, I wasn't watching what I was doing. BTW, when's my name gona come up on the squad pages. (NT) -- Jack Styles, 14:16:16 03/14/02 Thu OOC: The squad pages have not been updated in a while, but we are working on it. We will get everyone posted as soon as we can!! ^_^ (NT) -- Kinnan Ulfe, 15:43:33 03/14/02 Thu **She turns towards the tent, curious to see what sort of figure would emerge from it. Her paw strays to the leather thong around her neck, and pulling it free from her drab tunic she fingers the amulet attached to it as she waits.** (OOC: Okay, thanks for accepting me ;) ) (NT) Riasa Lafaryl 22:59:14 03/14/02 Thu **As Kinnan reaches the tent, the flap parts and the black squirrel strides out, his countenence now cool, his face set, and his eyes glitter in resolution** Right. I need my espionage squad 'ere. Now. **He barks this last part; gruff as usual, but his dark mood replaced by focus and brusqueness.** Favre 14:29:54 03/15/02 Fri **So, that was the espionage captain, an interesting creature. Placing the amulet back beneath her tunic she calmly walks over to where Favre stands. She repeats the gesture she had given to Kinnan, and then looks back to the squirrel.** That would include me I believe. I am Riasa Lafaryl. Riasa Lafaryl 20:36:28 03/15/02 Fri **The lanky wildcat reaches up to casually scratch her left ear, then pulls a long, thin sword off of her back. She sights along the blade, then re-sheaths it. She smiles, her sharp white teeth sparkling** I'll go to the east, sah. **She stalks to the edge of the forest and melts into the trees, out of sight but not completely out of the clearing** (NT) Tarriana 20:37:59 03/15/02 Fri **Nods to Favre, meeting his eye with a piercing look for just a moment before turning to back to the patrol** Alright, since Tatan isn't here, and Astriana is out of action for now, I'm taking the First and Second Wave squads. Unfortunately with this group we will most likely be engaged one on one as opposed to fighting in force. Be sure everyone is ready with their hand to hand combat gear! OOC: They should be here soon... (NT) Kinnan Ulfe 20:44:18 03/15/02 Fri **Cirla kneels by the stream for a drink. Standing, she is perfectly still, except for her ears which twitch at every sound, and her eyes, which are constanly moving, seeing everything at once. Though overcome with anxiety, she remains calm and collected, though her paw strays constantly to the dagger at her side.** (NT) -- Cirla, 16:12:36 03/16/02 Sat Without hurry Jack wlaks over to where Favre had caled him, "Jack Styles reporting for duty, sir," He'd always wanted to say that. (NT) Jack Styles 16:18:39 03/16/02 Sat Reportin', sah! -- Starflight, 14:53:16 03/17/02 Sun A New Recruit for the Second Wave Talem Baner 15:40:05 03/18/02 Mon **Looks down at the little bankvole and nods at him.** Oh, another second waver, eh? Well, I'm in that patrol myself. Nice t'meet you, an' all that.....**Sighs, and taps her claws against the end of her spear.** The last few moments before a battle seem to take the longest. **Sighs once more and looks back down at Talem, her eyes roaming slowly over his dagger, sword, and finally his gold chain.** Nice blade, that. **Nods at the short sword.** I had one like it, though 'twas longer. **Half-closes her eyes and begins to smile.** Yes, a nice blade at your side is what you need. I remember when I learned to throw one....happy days for me...yes, very happy days. Though it was so long ago...**Trails off and closes her eyes completely, humming to herself.** (NT) -- Cirla, 15:55:37 03/18/02 Mon **The tall wolf smiles down at the bankvole and nods** Welcome to the Patrol, Talem. Make yourself as at home as you can. Get your sword ready, and keep your eyes peeled for a group of low-lifes trying to sneak this way... (NT) -- Kinnan Ulfe, 19:01:04 03/18/02 Mon Prepapring for battle Talem Baner 20:37:29 03/18/02 Mon **She nods to Talem** A pleasure to meet you Talem, and everybeast else for that matter. I am Riasa. **Looking back to her weapons she unsheathes the weapon hanging at her side. It is a long dagger, nothing adorns it's hilt or blade, it is plainly a weapon for use only. Resheathing the weapon she pulls her blowpipe off the strap on her back. The pipe is a little over a metre(about 4 foot I think) in length and made of hardwood. It gleams dully in the light, a slim but sharp spearhead fixed just above its tip. She reaches beneath her cloak for an instant and produces a long dart. Inserting it into the mouthpiece of the weapon she briefly weights it from long practice, bringing the weapon up to her lips and using the spearheads point as a guide to aim. That done she double checks the dart will fire properly as she grasps the weapon in her paws, ready to fire it if need be.** Riasa Lafaryl 20:40:41 03/18/02 Mon **Cateye almost mechanically begins sharpening her weapons, a habit of hers from long back. Now, though, she has a few sparks in her eyes and a twitchy smile/grimace** Harr...eheheh..((Yeah, I was gone last week, apologies, and will be gone next week too....so...like...NO GETTIN CATEYE INTO ANYTHIN BIG! ^_^)) -- Cateye, 07:53:49 03/24/02 Sun