Zenephret catches his use of the shuriken. "My my... Visual finesse, yet-" she stops to shove her sword into a goblin, pulls it out, and slashes it until the only movement it makes are convulsion fo the dead. "Yet it lacks refinement." She reaches behind and pulls out 4-pointed shurikens (aka star) between her fingers and throws them faster than the eye into a goblin. It coughs up a fountain of blood in gargled creams as it falls. -- Tossico

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Date Posted: 16:56:54 11/21/02 Thu
Author: Panth
Subject: Zenephret catches his use of the shuriken. "My my... Visual finesse, yet-" she stops to shove her sword into a goblin, pulls it out, and slashes it until the only movement it makes are convulsion fo the dead. "Yet it lacks refinement." She reaches behind and pulls out 4-pointed shurikens (aka star) between her fingers and throws them faster than the eye into a goblin. It coughs up a fountain of blood in gargled creams as it falls.
In reply to: Fanduil 's message, "Dismembered bodys all around===>" on 05:55:11 11/21/02 Thu

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More fun with pointy objects and goblins===> -- Fanduil, 05:35:43 11/22/02 Fri
- More fun on the inside... -- Panth, 15:45:57 11/26/02 Tue
  - "Try any different in who's place?" *He asks as he spins and knees a goblin in the face* (NT) -- Fanduil, 11:33:32 11/27/02 Wed
    - A response and more... -- Panth, 17:57:47 11/28/02 Thu
      - *Fanduil runs over to Zenephret while fending off goblins left and right.* Yes, I would fight us if I were them. Are you going to be alright or should we leave? *As he speaks a goblin catches him off guard and lays a deep slice in his uper left quadricep(sp)* Shit! Little bugger. *He grabs the goblin with his unlaiden arm and lifts him to eye level, he glares at the slimy beast for a moment then he brutaly head buts him and hurls him agains a building accross from where he is standing* (NT) -- Fanduil, 10:11:10 11/29/02 Fri
      - The question of the hour... -- Panth, 14:27:05 12/01/02 Sun
        An explosive retaliation====> -- Fanduil, 16:22:13 12/01/02 Sun
        Devine Intervention? -- Panth, 16:09:05 12/02/02 Mon
        Too weak==> -- Fanduil, 15:02:29 12/03/02 Tue
        No Where Fast -- Panth, 16:26:58 12/05/02 Thu
        *Fanduil's body stirs and he groans as he slowly slips in and out of consciousness, finaly after about an hour or so his eyes flutter open, and he wakes up. His head throbbing, and his body extremely fatigued due to the massive blood loss he attempts to stand, but his muscles refuse to work. So he simply rolls over onto his back and stares at the now darkened night sky. The pain from his wound had begun to ease off.* (NT) -- Fanduil, 09:45:50 12/07/02 Sat
        Somewhere between 4 to 8 hours later, Zenphret hops to her feet full of energy. She searches the rubble for a tower shield, and finds about half of one. Returning to her comrade, she ties some rope to the shield, and slides him onto it. She drags him on the shield out of the city as soon as she finds all the coins she's gonna get. (NT) -- Panth, 15:12:51 12/08/02 Sun
        *Fanduil stirs from his slumber, to find himself being dragged away from the city on a makeshift stretcher, he tries to speak, but his words are weak, and inaudiable. He continues to try to speak until he finaly is able to speak one barely audiable word*....Th...a..ank....ssss....*His head still throbbing from the infectious wound on his leg.* (NT) -- Fanduil, 15:52:18 12/08/02 Sun
        OOC: On the Road (NT) -- Panth, 15:32:55 12/12/02 Thu