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Post by Artaxerxes/SweetIrony on Aug 5, 2006 2:35:52 GMT -5
I can't find Sam... I feel kind of lost on my own. Does anyone know where he went? Does he need help or anything?
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Post by Padre Romero on Aug 5, 2006 16:11:50 GMT -5
Your own is all you have, getting lost on the way is only going to bring you trouble. I suggest you endevor to find more within the soul-saving solice of solitude.
Sam's a good boy, he'll be at church, waiting for salvation. I'd try Saint Aidans.
Don't expect a warm reception, I think his body has been cold for quite some time, but perhaps you could do something about that.
does anyone know where Mira got to?
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Post by Artaxerxes/SweetIrony on Aug 5, 2006 21:02:00 GMT -5
Don't I have you and the other Angels now? But since that's your advice, sir, I've gone to the library to be alone while I wait until I can help Sam.
Maybe I will learn something.
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Post by Artaxerxes/SweetIrony on Aug 9, 2006 0:39:28 GMT -5
I think all I've learned so far is I feel more lost in a room full of strangers than I do when I'm alone. I guess I'll have to keep thinking about what you said, cuz I don't think I understand it.
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Post by Padre Romero on Aug 10, 2006 18:14:08 GMT -5
The balance has swung once again in our favor.
Malton lives again, as the south stands revified, almost as if the angels had administered a syringe of that life giving silver serum to the city of Malton itself. Truly, I congradulate you all.
Tomorrow, I leave for Ridleybank, where hopefully, I can collect the head of the RRF's Head man.
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Post by kyndrid on Aug 10, 2006 22:24:42 GMT -5
Ohhh! I'm coming, and can we say we just stuck the axe of justice into the heart of the tainted and tarnished of malton? Because thats sure as hell what I did, whave I've been doing, and what I plan on doing.
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Post by Padre Romero on Aug 11, 2006 23:07:40 GMT -5
For those venturing into ridleybank, I have composed a small anthem for our glorious adventure:
Angels who walk where these fools dare.
We are cauled by the call of Malton most fair.
Cover our heads, and we sight without sight:
Knighted by knives, and baptized in night.
Know we fly undaunted by dundering death.
No live or dead menace will stop our bright breath
For We are the Watch with the wonderous souls:
And we've come to riddle the bank with holes.
And for those who hold our Holdings in the south, congradulations, the neighborhood is looking better than ever.
I propose that soon, we select a home.
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Post by Artaxerxes/SweetIrony on Aug 12, 2006 2:59:01 GMT -5
That is wonderful; I really like it. I wrote a poem about my time in Santlerville just before I left, but it didn't have any puns, or alliteration.
Ridleybank sounds like a blast - too bad I can't join you.
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Post by Tovarisch Khrushchev on Aug 15, 2006 8:34:36 GMT -5
The balance has swung once again in our favor. Malton lives again, as the south stands revified, almost as if the angels had administered a syringe of that life giving silver serum to the city of Malton itself. Truly, I congradulate you all. Tomorrow, I leave for Ridleybank, where hopefully, I can collect the head of the RRF's Head man. Then its a race! Thats been my goal for the past few weeks! Find Sonny, and revivify/kill him! |
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Post by Padre Romero on Aug 15, 2006 9:35:35 GMT -5
Ah, a race.
Of course there are better deeds to be done in malton, tracking the vile PKers who haunt the malls, connecting circuts to make the power flow again. But I will take you up on that. The bet will run as such:
The first one to take down Sonny, and post proof on this forum, gets...the last bottle of Kahlua left in Malton.
Sounds fair to me, all other angels, feel free to participate.
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Post by Hec Scrivener on Aug 15, 2006 18:57:24 GMT -5
I feel I should stay neutral in this, as I am currently in possession of said Kahlua. Let me know who wins, and I'll swing by to present it to them personally.
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Post by Padre Romero on Aug 27, 2006 12:10:48 GMT -5
"Brothers, united by still breathing lungs! The darkness of ridleybank can only be dispelled by More Black...Join those who seek to drive away darkness in the Blackmore building! It is foolish, but so are our foes! Do not fear death, for neither do they!"
Libera Nos A Malo!
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Post by Hec Scrivener on Aug 27, 2006 13:27:40 GMT -5
Easy for you to say; I've been here for almost a week.
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Post by Artaxerxes/SweetIrony on Sept 18, 2006 7:35:37 GMT -5
Padre Romero, sir! I just heard, the RRF is in Santlerville! I have to go back. I want to help in Scarletwood, really, but when I heard about..... I have to go back! I'm already on my way, to help defend it if I can or else to fall with my old home. But I have to be there.
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Post by Padre Romero on Sept 18, 2006 8:48:27 GMT -5
Get those feet moving!
Don't worry, I'm sure a few of the angels could use a change of pace.
Who knows, I may saunter over to Santlerville myself in a few days.
Preform some feats of cunning and daring! We could always use a little more fame!
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