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Post by Captain Fishrudder on Dec 1, 2007 20:42:39 GMT -5
They were at the fort entrance, just about to leave, there were 6 of them. Three otters, one mouse, one hare, and one pine marten. They were headed to a vermin clan, armed to the teeth, some of the literaraly armed to the teeth. Fishrudder says to the group** Ready to go?
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Post by Lore Winde on Dec 1, 2007 20:51:30 GMT -5
Hello again mate. *Lore walked up with Auric.* Ready when you are.
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Post by Captain Fishrudder on Dec 1, 2007 20:52:56 GMT -5
OOC: Are you and Auric like In lOve?
BIC: Well, as soon as Linx and Auric show up. Then we will leave
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Post by Linx Exotic on Dec 1, 2007 20:53:15 GMT -5
Linx didn't bother with a greeting as he approached. "Why are we patrolling the flatlands? Nobody goes there except snipers."
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Post by Auric Ashtongue on Dec 1, 2007 20:55:12 GMT -5
OOC: What time of day is it anyway?
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Post by Lore Winde on Dec 1, 2007 20:55:33 GMT -5
(OOC) No, they just happened to be coming to the flatlands together. doesn't automatically mean they're in "Love".
(BIC) Well, here's Linx. Shouldn't be too much longer then.
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Post by Captain Fishrudder on Dec 1, 2007 20:56:10 GMT -5
Your wrong, there is a clan out there. And the snipers we can handle. I was bored a few days ago, so I made these. **He walked over to a tree and climbed up, one by one bark shields fell down, there was a total of six He jumped out of the tree and grabbed one and said** Grab these, they will stop bolts **They were full bodied size shields**
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Post by Linx Exotic on Dec 1, 2007 20:58:47 GMT -5
OOC: Afternoon.
BIC: "What are those? Are those supposed to stop anything and simultaneously not grossly weigh us down? And protect in more than one direction?" Shields... Linx hated shields, big ones, anyway. Small ones were portable armor, especially bucklers, very useful for deflecting hits. Big ones were for turtle formations.
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Post by Lore Winde on Dec 1, 2007 20:59:59 GMT -5
*Lore leapt forward and grabbed one of the shields. No sense in being foolish. Lore ran her paw over her shield and nodded approvingly* These are well-made, Fishrudder. *she said, just as Linx spoke. She realized that they had just made opposite comments. It seemed if things kept up the way they were, Fishrudder and Linx might just end up at each other's throats* If you don't like these, Linx, do you have any suggestions? *Lore inquired, trying not to sound like an irritant*
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Post by Captain Fishrudder on Dec 1, 2007 21:00:55 GMT -5
There light, feel them, and they will fit on your back, **he reached into a fold of his leather legs and brought out 12 straps**, find the holes and strap these and you can put them on your back
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Post by Linx Exotic on Dec 1, 2007 21:01:37 GMT -5
Linx repressed a snicker. Being a weapons designer himself, he knew how easily a powerful crossbow bolt could smash through wood. His CAR wasn't even the most powerful weapon in his collection and it could go out the far side of a 5-inch-thick piece of oak. "I did say something about not going out in the open, right? Think."
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Post by Auric Ashtongue on Dec 1, 2007 21:03:05 GMT -5
"I'm not the shield type. I'm not even the type who covers himself up. I'm the type who runs in and stabs the swords as hard as possible until the jobs done."
OOC: Doube-entendre? *gasp*
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Post by Lore Winde on Dec 1, 2007 21:04:11 GMT -5
These are the Flatlands. Where would we be able to hide, if hiding became necessary? *Lore looked around, as if to prove her point that there was nothing suitable for concealment*
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Post by Captain Fishrudder on Dec 1, 2007 21:04:22 GMT -5
OOC: Say what? And we will encounter your group
BIC: Ok, then, leave it. And what are you snickering about Linx?
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Post by Linx Exotic on Dec 1, 2007 21:04:51 GMT -5
Linx smirked at Auric. He got it. "Aside from comic relief, that was useless." He then turned to Fishrudder. "Shields versus snipers, no."
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