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Post by Duke Bippwatt on Nov 28, 2010 20:28:00 GMT -5
(OOC: MUAHAHAH! I will come in now! Not that this is a bad thing.))
An explosion of light erupts in the middle of the room, tearing a hole in the dimensions. Quickly, the light fades and a battered and wounded man lays on the ground, a wolf not far from him.
The man writhes in pain and agony. Suddenly, he glows with some sort of restrained energy. Magic swirls around around him, white, pearlescent wisps of almost solid gases coming off of him and his wolf. As he lays there, cuts seal, bruises fade and infection recedes. As the last wound closes, his eyes flick open, a glow in them that slowly fades.
He bolts upright, grabbing his rather large sword off his back. Once he draws it, it is plainly obvious that he his rather large. He stands at about 6 feet and a few inches or so and his entire form is built with muscles that could easily lift a very large sword. As he is doing now. In fact, it is quite obvious that his sword is supposed to be two handed. One might even go so far as to say claymore. But he wields it with one hand and seems to be comfortable with that posture. He wears rather out dated clothing, with some sort of mid-evil era armor over it. He speaks quickly, but in a language no one here has ever heard before. In fact, no one could know it. He speaks more insistently, a light flaring up in his eyes.
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kuyo
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Post by kuyo on Dec 7, 2010 15:15:18 GMT -5
kuyo knoded her head to the little girl and the wolf man she knew the stones were made frome the vampires blood wich had healing properties and would replace the blood she had lost but would onlt heal it weekly becouse thay are shards of the larger one so she would not be fit for battle
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