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Post by osprey on May 1, 2005 15:14:01 GMT -5
Munkip: *Pulls out his shortbow and shoots at the army as soon as they get within his range. He is in leather armor from head to toe incase the enemy surprises them with archers of their own*
Yerpso: *Gives orders to the sea crew* Teylar and Blackstone take the east wall, I'll patrol the west. *He shouted over the war cries of the vermin thinking that a side attack would be easier from the forest than the sea when they'd be in the open. He then flies over to the west wall then, convinced that his crew were able to hear him*
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Post by hunter on May 1, 2005 15:54:15 GMT -5
Suddenly the leading vermin stop, perfectly in unison and in a straight line infront of the fort, shields pulled from their backs and stoney glares set on their faces. The ferret strolled up and stood behind the lines of shield bearers - a large shield of his own held infront of him. He smiled wryly, counting the meagre numbers of woodlanders on the wall, 'Quello รจ tutto??' he muttered to his advisor who shrugged his white shoulders, muttering inanely to himself. The special force pass silently underneath the otter, though he was in clear view if they had been looking properly he remained hidden. Reaching the tree line they remained perfectly camoflauged, only conversing in hand signals. A fox looks up and spots the bird, hurredly alerting the others to this discovery and hightening their alertness.
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Post by Rohanik on May 2, 2005 18:05:52 GMT -5
OOC: every ounce would be needed to avoid the gaze of 20 score pairs* of eyes. *800 in total. Thats 20 score pairs of eyes which means only 20 score vermin or 400 not 800. (Sorry, I'm particular) BIC: *Draws two throwing blades and watches the ranks of vermin*
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Post by hunter on May 3, 2005 3:20:13 GMT -5
OoC: I meant how many eyes. 20 score pairs of eyes. OoC2: Yo you guys can all control these vermin dudes too... Though don't make them too easy to cut down, that drags a roleplay into complete fantasy - 6 could not beat 400... Also the special force dudes are masters so they won't be caught off-guard.
'Kraggla!' shouted one of the captains, bows immediately appearing in the paws of one of the latter lines of vermin. 'Linesh!' the same rat hollered, a volley of arrows being thrown in the direction of the wall. The ferret smirked, his eyes shifting to the wooded areas on the edges of the field, catching the glint from a blade before it disappeared and he turned his focus to where he suspected his troops were.
Reyan quickly jumped from the tree and ducked down behind the bushes, giving a quick glance back over his shoulder to check the special forces' attention was taken by the Fort. He worked his way further into the trees, breaking into a run without a second thought as to what had happened to Flameclaw.
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Post by Rohanik on May 3, 2005 15:03:05 GMT -5
*Quickly drops to the ground and brings any he can with him*
Um, I think we may have a little problem
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Post by Finnerator Rudderbow on May 3, 2005 15:13:23 GMT -5
*Finnerator drops down before they reach her then gets back up to fire as many arrows as she could before another volley was fired by the vermin*
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Post by hunter on May 3, 2005 16:04:25 GMT -5
OoC: I said 20 score pairs in the first place so I was right anyway and there was no need to question at all...
The vermin begin firing again, having fended off the arrows from the single otter's bow with their shields. Wave after wave rain down on the creatures on the walltop - the vermin altering their trajectory so as the arrows would arch up and down to where the woodlanders were. The ferret smiled, his vermillion eyes glinting with a superior twinkle.
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Post by Featherrider Seasalt on May 3, 2005 18:56:32 GMT -5
*Bobtail, crouched on the ground with his paws covering his head* Um, guys? I think we're gonna need back up. Any ideas?
*Featherrider who is croching low near Bobtail* We could send someone for reinforcements? *Feather has to lunge quickly to the side to avoid a particular arrow* Oof! Mabey even a small party, not too many though, who ever's goin' is gonna need time to... Oof! Ouch! *He dodges another arrow, barely but hits the wall in doing so* Get the forces together!
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Post by Rohanik on May 3, 2005 19:48:12 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry, I just had a brain fart
BIC: I just got here and don't know the territory, but I will be able to get by them silently in any case *Doges an arrow* so I could help
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Post by Flameclaw on May 4, 2005 2:24:23 GMT -5
OOC: sorry, my computer time is severely limited, I'll try and be more active
*breathing again, Flame eased himself out of the hollow tree, sniffing the air and looking carefully around. Seeing Reyan running away, he sped after him, silently, like a cat. When he caught up with Reyan, he said* why don't you care about me, if you were captured, which I know won't happen, then I'd risk my life trying to get you out, I'd do more for some others, but remember, I would risk my life to keep you alive
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Post by hunter on May 4, 2005 4:29:34 GMT -5
OoC: Reyan not in tree. Reyan runningthrough woods +dok dok+ Mod your post and I'll reply.
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Post by Flameclaw on May 8, 2005 20:51:41 GMT -5
bump, I've changed it!!!
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Post by hunter on May 9, 2005 6:57:32 GMT -5
'If you care about people you end up becoming blinded and getting yourself hurt,' he muttered in a low voice, then looking at Flameclaw, 'And also because I'm just not a very social creature okay?' He crouched low as they reached the edge of the trees, panting lightly as his dark eyes swept over the scene infront of him. The corsairs' camp was huge, many creatures ran about carrying large planks of wood or trays laden with mugs of grog. The chain of woodlanders toiled in the waters, waist deep in the frozen briny liquid and dressing in little more than rags.
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Post by Flameclaw on May 11, 2005 1:25:02 GMT -5
ok, just try to remember that I am more of a social creature, and that I do care, but I don't get blinded by it *whispered Flame as he creeped up behind Reyan, gasping at the size of the size of the camp* they'll overrun the fort, we aren't equipped to face that kind of numbers, a hundred and sixteen ferrets almost defeated the fort! *whispered Flame before he started looking for a way to help the prisoners to escape*
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Post by Finnerator Rudderbow on May 15, 2005 14:40:42 GMT -5
*Finnerator chances a quick look over the wall. She sees about 200 vermin joining the 400. Just before another arrow flies past she ducks back down* They've got reinforcements! There's no telling how many more they have at their camp waiting as well. We'll never make it.
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