((You just never know if they Don't want to do that))
"Selias is... My name...Demon," Edmund lied, "How... Do you suggest... We begin?" He says to the four of them
(At the falcon camp) the tarsal he tossed into the quiver starts to rattle loudly trying to get someone's attention
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Arguments happen, they just do, you can't stop it, no matter how much power you have, even if it takes years to settle, when it does, everyone is stronger for it. Rivalries can be made into friendships if you let them.
Some ideas are meant to be made into reality, but most need to be burned at the stake.
Hating the things you love
The small stone-like bone then spoke "I am Edmund Hartnorth...well this is one of my....Tarsals. I am the Skeletal one... That headed to the...Dark Lord camp... The Falcon Order... Made me...a spy... It is through my Tarsal... That I shall Report My findings..." The bone whispered through a raspy voice
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Arguments happen, they just do, you can't stop it, no matter how much power you have, even if it takes years to settle, when it does, everyone is stronger for it. Rivalries can be made into friendships if you let them.
Some ideas are meant to be made into reality, but most need to be burned at the stake.
Hating the things you love
Yi looks at the bone surprised.
"This might be easier than we thought." Yi exclaims.
"Let's attack them while their still starting, they'll never suspect it." He says to the rest of the Falcon Order.
Drake spots an Ice elemental approaching the camp as he finishes tieing a vine to the side of a tree.
((He is setting up a suspended roof over the Dark Lords camp made of vines.))
"I suspect you're on the Dark Lords side." Drake says.
"We need to set up some defenses and finish our base camp, scout the area and get some resources." Drake says.
He grabs his deep black sword and slices into the ground like butter making a deep crack.
A nasty-looking skeleton crawls out of the ground.
"Go get essential materials, and scout the area. Also get food if you can." Drake commands to the skeleton already lumbering off.
Yi finishes his tepee and looks over at Lief setting up a huge one.
"Now may be the right time to do a small attack." yi exclaims.
"They will be surprised when the lich attacks with us."
"Or we could save the lich's surprise attack for a better time." So many variables...
"I'm going fishing in the meantime." Yi says jumping away with his makeshift rod.
((From now on I'm not going to type the pauses, just know they are there))
"You're over confident, attacking now will likely just move thier camp farther away, not to mention it would blow my cover, they are at thier strongest now, you need to be patient" said the tarsal
Edmund Bowed and made his way away from the camp to find some edible plants
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Arguments happen, they just do, you can't stop it, no matter how much power you have, even if it takes years to settle, when it does, everyone is stronger for it. Rivalries can be made into friendships if you let them.
Some ideas are meant to be made into reality, but most need to be burned at the stake.
Hating the things you love
((...))
"They currently have five troops, three goblins, an ice elemental and a Demon, but the Demon has summoned a skeleton, so six"
Edmund finds some berries but he'd prefer to have wheat, that's what he farmed when he was a peasant, and knew it best.
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Arguments happen, they just do, you can't stop it, no matter how much power you have, even if it takes years to settle, when it does, everyone is stronger for it. Rivalries can be made into friendships if you let them.
Some ideas are meant to be made into reality, but most need to be burned at the stake.
Hating the things you love
"They went the exact opposite direction from me." Drake says.
His skeleton returns dragging a dead fox and a bundle of vine and sticks.
He finishes covering the clearing with a roof made of vine.
((It is now Night time. The weather is clear. I'm off for the night, ill post tomorrow.))
As night approaches Yi sits by a nearby river fishing.
After gathering some food he travels back to the camp.
He sees two huge teepees made and a campfire being set up.
He sits down and starts roasting the fish with a turner.
"The name's Drake." He responds.
"From what I can tell." Drake says.
"We are much stronger than them right now."
"But we need rest." Drake says climbing under the vine roof sleeping on the ground.
"I say we build some defenses, maybe practice a bit." Yi exclaims.
"They probably think they are more powerful than us at this point."
"But look, we need some rest for now."
Yi grabs the bone out of Lief's quiver.
"Hey if you can hear me, wake us if the Dark Lords are planning an attack." Yi whispers into it.
((Can other people hear us through the bone, or just you Krazaz?))
Yi then climbs into one of the tepees and passes out snoozing.
Drake wake up after a long night.
"I'm going scouting." He says to the Dark Lords team.
He walks straight back from the direction he came and spots the mountain. He climbs over it and down the other side. He eventually reaches the Falcon Order camp and climbs a tree nearby. There's a cyborg sleeping, hmm, I don't see anyone else.
Drake summons his sword, appearing in his hand.
Drake turns just in time and blocks the arrow with his sword.
Suddenly Drake's summoned skeleton slave jumps up from behind the elf and attempts to slash down at him with his sword. He fell for it.
Despite it being dark Edmund did not sleep but he did find a grain like plant that seemed reasonably edible, so he made off with a couple of seeds and returned to the camp, by the time he returned day broke
The Tarsal then said "just some scouting, the demon is going up the mountain, so perhaps, the goblins are arguing if they should"
Arguments happen, they just do, you can't stop it, no matter how much power you have, even if it takes years to settle, when it does, everyone is stronger for it. Rivalries can be made into friendships if you let them.
Some ideas are meant to be made into reality, but most need to be burned at the stake.
Hating the things you love
Yi hears leaf yell and dashes towards the direction of his voice. He jumps out of the brush grabs Lief and dashes deep into the forest putting leaves against his wound. "This is bad."
"Selias is... My name...Demon," Edmund lied, "How... Do you suggest... We begin?" He says to the four of them
(At the falcon camp) the tarsal he tossed into the quiver starts to rattle loudly trying to get someone's attention
Arguments happen, they just do, you can't stop it, no matter how much power you have, even if it takes years to settle, when it does, everyone is stronger for it. Rivalries can be made into friendships if you let them.
Some ideas are meant to be made into reality, but most need to be burned at the stake.
Hating the things you love
Arguments happen, they just do, you can't stop it, no matter how much power you have, even if it takes years to settle, when it does, everyone is stronger for it. Rivalries can be made into friendships if you let them.
Some ideas are meant to be made into reality, but most need to be burned at the stake.
Hating the things you love
"This might be easier than we thought." Yi exclaims.
"Let's attack them while their still starting, they'll never suspect it." He says to the rest of the Falcon Order.
((He is setting up a suspended roof over the Dark Lords camp made of vines.))
"I suspect you're on the Dark Lords side." Drake says.
"We need to set up some defenses and finish our base camp, scout the area and get some resources." Drake says.
He grabs his deep black sword and slices into the ground like butter making a deep crack.
A nasty-looking skeleton crawls out of the ground.
"Go get essential materials, and scout the area. Also get food if you can." Drake commands to the skeleton already lumbering off.
"Now may be the right time to do a small attack." yi exclaims.
"They will be surprised when the lich attacks with us."
"Or we could save the lich's surprise attack for a better time."
So many variables...
"I'm going fishing in the meantime." Yi says jumping away with his makeshift rod.
"You're over confident, attacking now will likely just move thier camp farther away, not to mention it would blow my cover, they are at thier strongest now, you need to be patient" said the tarsal
Edmund Bowed and made his way away from the camp to find some edible plants
Arguments happen, they just do, you can't stop it, no matter how much power you have, even if it takes years to settle, when it does, everyone is stronger for it. Rivalries can be made into friendships if you let them.
Some ideas are meant to be made into reality, but most need to be burned at the stake.
Hating the things you love
"They currently have five troops, three goblins, an ice elemental and a Demon, but the Demon has summoned a skeleton, so six"
Edmund finds some berries but he'd prefer to have wheat, that's what he farmed when he was a peasant, and knew it best.
Arguments happen, they just do, you can't stop it, no matter how much power you have, even if it takes years to settle, when it does, everyone is stronger for it. Rivalries can be made into friendships if you let them.
Some ideas are meant to be made into reality, but most need to be burned at the stake.
Hating the things you love
"Shut up and stop trying to makes us work!"
"Heck, we could even get into a fight!"
"Gizzle, aren't you the one who liked fighting in the first place?"
"I uh-er- Yes!" Gizzle stands proudly with his chest puffed out, "I am an amazing fighter! I killed three, no four! Adventures in a single blow! I-"
"Gizzle, shu'-it and check the weapons. Znark, get yurself ready."
((Note: Gizzle will be red text, Znark will be green, and Meat-chunk will be blue. It will make it easier for me to type them up later.))
His skeleton returns dragging a dead fox and a bundle of vine and sticks.
He finishes covering the clearing with a roof made of vine.
((It is now Night time. The weather is clear. I'm off for the night, ill post tomorrow.))
After gathering some food he travels back to the camp.
He sees two huge teepees made and a campfire being set up.
He sits down and starts roasting the fish with a turner.
"From what I can tell." Drake says.
"We are much stronger than them right now."
"But we need rest." Drake says climbing under the vine roof sleeping on the ground.
"They probably think they are more powerful than us at this point."
"But look, we need some rest for now."
Yi grabs the bone out of Lief's quiver.
"Hey if you can hear me, wake us if the Dark Lords are planning an attack." Yi whispers into it.
((Can other people hear us through the bone, or just you Krazaz?))
Yi then climbs into one of the tepees and passes out snoozing.
"I'm going scouting." He says to the Dark Lords team.
He walks straight back from the direction he came and spots the mountain. He climbs over it and down the other side. He eventually reaches the Falcon Order camp and climbs a tree nearby.
There's a cyborg sleeping, hmm, I don't see anyone else.
Drake summons his sword, appearing in his hand.
Suddenly Drake's summoned skeleton slave jumps up from behind the elf and attempts to slash down at him with his sword.
He fell for it.
Despite it being dark Edmund did not sleep but he did find a grain like plant that seemed reasonably edible, so he made off with a couple of seeds and returned to the camp, by the time he returned day broke
The Tarsal then said "just some scouting, the demon is going up the mountain, so perhaps, the goblins are arguing if they should"
Arguments happen, they just do, you can't stop it, no matter how much power you have, even if it takes years to settle, when it does, everyone is stronger for it. Rivalries can be made into friendships if you let them.
Some ideas are meant to be made into reality, but most need to be burned at the stake.
Hating the things you love