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Shrewd
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 Posted: Fri, Jun 10 2011, 7:15 AM |
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Joined: 01 May 2005
Location: Sydney
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These lyrics have been reproduced onto a few sheets of parchment and left in Amia Forest, tied to prominent trees by the road and crossroads by bits of straw. There are also a few copies left in Winya Ravana.
"There is a man I've come to know,
They say in the forest he calls himself Crow.
With little skill in the art of speaking,
No wonder he's so irate, his temper peaking.
He lectures the Elves on rudeness and more,
Without a thought to culture or lore.
A friend of the forest or so he will say,
Truth be told, they can't keep their hound at bay.
Perhaps a lone wolf, he goes on his own?
When he is met, oft heard is a groan.
He'll start a new fight with every last breath,
And walk eagerly toward a human's death.
So I ask you my friends, what will you learn?
Sing of my song, and watch his face burn!"
- A
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Aravain, Champion of Song.
Anar, a dark elf.
Giovanni, Blood Knight.
Last edited by Shrewd on Thu, Jun 16 2011, 6:25 AM, edited 1 time in total.
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Sunkin Sheep
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Posted: Fri, Jun 10 2011, 7:42 AM |
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Joined: 27 Jan 2006
Location: San Frantastic, California
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*Samrael gets a hold of one of these copies of the song in Winya,
and frustrated by its terrible music and jeer at her old friend,
in a fit of rage, she crumples it, and eats it.*
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Character Status:
Mynna- Guldorand
Samrael Cymere-Winya Ravana
Laika-Unknown
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DerkDerkistan
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Posted: Fri, Jun 10 2011, 8:01 AM |
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Joined: 18 Jan 2009
Location: Earth
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Voronwer might be heard singing the tune out at the falls...
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Remember when I knew a boxer, baby
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Drakos_Vek
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Posted: Fri, Jun 10 2011, 8:01 AM |
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Joined: 22 Sep 2006
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Drakos Vek, a common goer to the forest, throws his head back and laughs, before folding it up and pocketing it in his coat.
_________________ Kerath Zau'tar - Underdark commander and thief - Scheming and lurking. Derryn de'Drenise - Watcher of Helm - Scolder of witches and wizards
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Amarice-Elaraliel
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Posted: Fri, Jun 10 2011, 8:02 AM |
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Joined: 20 Jan 2006
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Malandria just rolls her eyes as she picks the papers off the trees in the forest and mutters "People on this isle are in serious need of a purpose in life and of something useful to do. All they can do is bicker and gossip and pamper their egos. Truly the one thing where humans and elves are all the same. As if there weren't enough things of real importance that need to be tended to."
She shakes her head as she carries the collected papers towards the Grove, three felines at her side.
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Dieu_Le_Fera
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Posted: Fri, Jun 10 2011, 8:52 AM |
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Joined: 29 Jun 2009
Location: Philadelphia
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*Thysaeryl would hear the song and just shake her head*
"Bards... what do you expect?"
_________________  "It is by the holy beans of Java that thoughts acquire speed, the hands acquire shakes, the shakes become a warning, it is by Java alone that I set my mind in motion."
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Elorathall
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Posted: Fri, Jun 10 2011, 9:48 AM |
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Joined: 13 Mar 2011
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Elor makes sure to take a copy for Triumvir. When hearing on Thysaeryl and Malandria mutter, he approaches and asks:
"Yes? What about us?"
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Aernoud Van Brabant: Heir of the House. Proprietor of the Beer Wagon.
"Go to the Mayfields, have a pint, and wait for this to blow over."
Aurelius: Sunmaster of Amaunator. Contemplative. Aspirant to Transcendance.
"Sol Invictus"
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Gunz
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Posted: Fri, Jun 10 2011, 10:17 AM |
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Joined: 01 Jul 2006
Location: The City of Fallen Angels, Ca
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The papers recieve little reaction from Willow when she reads them. Save for one reaction that is: she tosses those she finds littering the Amia Forest.
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My Characters:
Yuilith Kethil Menaiivan Garadeth
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Kudark
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Posted: Fri, Jun 10 2011, 13:11 PM |
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Joined: 14 Dec 2009
Location: The Dark Side of the Moon
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Crow finds one of the notes and tucks it away carefully.
He just smirks when he reads it.
"She told me that I have a reputation, I never thought I would be recorded in song though. This is not quite what I expected, but it is a start. Heh, that's what he meant then, interesting how he seems to think he knows me after only a short walk, but then, Elves think they know everything don't they."
He moves on casually, amused for a change with a light smile.
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Last edited by Kudark on Fri, Jun 10 2011, 17:27 PM, edited 1 time in total.
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P Three
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Posted: Fri, Jun 10 2011, 17:18 PM |
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Joined: 18 Dec 2008
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A darkhaired archer reads the notices, and says...nothing. (Unsurprisingly). She simply tucks it away and bears it in mind...time to find this A.
_________________ Bobo_Underhill wrote: Ley lines, y'all. Just let me go wrangle up my cowboy boots and lasso us up some magic.
Yee-haw! Aly'dra Zau'ana: Priestessish Of EilistraeeDanika Nefzen: Druid of the EarthmotherDelia Am'Anodel: Paladin of Torm
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