Post by Cel on Jul 12, 2004 9:44:50 GMT -5
WAIT!!! Dont read the game post!!!
This post is for mercenaries only! If you're a soldier, you got (or will get in a few minutes) a pm.
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The dark clouds swirl above you, dropping heavy snow on the ground.
The convoy slowly makes its way on the narrow pass.
The horse men, dressed in black and red clothes, hold their weapons ready, leading the wagons and carts south through the mountains. A dozen large orcs follow, watching over the supplies.
You walk in the back, with some other merceneries towards Krog's Fortress where you might get a chance to make a coin.
A dwarf goes last, dragging his oversized weapons in the white snow. A dark human, whose shadows seems to have a mind of it's own walks silently through the snow. A dark Samurai rides on his horse in the front of the convoy, helping the three orcs scout the area. A bald man, who's not wearing a shirt and apparently is very cold, slowly walks near a wagon where a dark figure sits, holding a large book.
You walk for a few hours untill you reach a collapsed wall.
It was once a part of a great city that is no more, only this rubble left of it. The wall has a large hole in the middle, what looks like a gate.
There are a few large rocks around the rubble, some dead trees and bushes sticking out of the snow, casting long shadows on the frozen land.
A sudden *thunk* breaks the silence on the mountains. Before you can understand what's happening, one of the orc guards falls back like a wooden log, a bright silver arrow sticking out of his chest.
The snow sowly turns to red, as more arrows fly from behind rocks, trees, and holes in the ancient wall. You dive for cover behind the closest wagon getting ready for battle!
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Yeah! We started! Well, go ahead. Run and die. Muahaha.
This post is for mercenaries only! If you're a soldier, you got (or will get in a few minutes) a pm.
.
.
.
.
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The dark clouds swirl above you, dropping heavy snow on the ground.
The convoy slowly makes its way on the narrow pass.
The horse men, dressed in black and red clothes, hold their weapons ready, leading the wagons and carts south through the mountains. A dozen large orcs follow, watching over the supplies.
You walk in the back, with some other merceneries towards Krog's Fortress where you might get a chance to make a coin.
A dwarf goes last, dragging his oversized weapons in the white snow. A dark human, whose shadows seems to have a mind of it's own walks silently through the snow. A dark Samurai rides on his horse in the front of the convoy, helping the three orcs scout the area. A bald man, who's not wearing a shirt and apparently is very cold, slowly walks near a wagon where a dark figure sits, holding a large book.
You walk for a few hours untill you reach a collapsed wall.
It was once a part of a great city that is no more, only this rubble left of it. The wall has a large hole in the middle, what looks like a gate.
There are a few large rocks around the rubble, some dead trees and bushes sticking out of the snow, casting long shadows on the frozen land.
A sudden *thunk* breaks the silence on the mountains. Before you can understand what's happening, one of the orc guards falls back like a wooden log, a bright silver arrow sticking out of his chest.
The snow sowly turns to red, as more arrows fly from behind rocks, trees, and holes in the ancient wall. You dive for cover behind the closest wagon getting ready for battle!
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Yeah! We started! Well, go ahead. Run and die. Muahaha.
