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Post by Tinaldor on Mar 16, 2005 5:08:10 GMT -5
yes, arch rivals, as i think he called me. i remember our single combat in edoras. now that was fun....  |
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Post by Aerianeth on Mar 18, 2005 4:27:19 GMT -5
memories, sometimes good sometimes bad.
doesnt matter which, they will always come back.
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Post by Tinaldor on Mar 18, 2005 12:13:45 GMT -5
indeed that is so. I still remember the days when we were first born, under the stars, in a place far away. now that day is forgotten in myth.
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Post by maeglin on Mar 19, 2005 6:34:06 GMT -5
hi all!!
btw proc, im at war with you
*freezes the bartender, then sets a curse on the booze*
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Post by Tinaldor on Mar 19, 2005 14:30:01 GMT -5
*walks in, and melts the bartender, pulls out his sword, and shoves it through a man standing nearby*
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Post by Aerianeth on Mar 21, 2005 6:30:34 GMT -5
Why did you have to go and curse my beer?!
*pulls out sword and holds it to Maeglin's neck*
No-one messes with my drinks.
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Post by Tinaldor on Mar 21, 2005 12:00:02 GMT -5
put down the sword, this fight isnt with you. its not you're beer, its Procs. and it seems i shll be fighting Maeglins battle for him, now he has become nain.
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Post by maeglin on Mar 21, 2005 12:22:13 GMT -5
nah, ill still fight,
*pulls out mattock and crushes junior bartender's skull*
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Post by Tinaldor on Mar 21, 2005 12:26:13 GMT -5
ha i shall enjoy having you around longbeard!
*holds a rohan off duty guard's head in his hand, and blows it open with flames*
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Post by Procneus on Mar 29, 2005 20:42:16 GMT -5
*finally gets up from the ground* whoa..... flames bursting and cursed beer! sounds like a party!! but... why curse the beer? i mean come on, I know you hate rohan and all, but can't you respect the basic good properties of beer?? Its a gift! But whatever, you wanna fight in my pub! fine! *draws his sword with a loud SHING then backs up, grabbing his forehead with his hand* OWWWWW..... that was really really loud..... and my head is pounding...... *looks down at the bartender's crushed skull and the headless flaming guard in the corner* obviously not as bad as theirs are, but pretty dang bad just the same..... no swords.... *pulls out four knives, two in each hand and lights them on fire. then he flings all four of them, right at Nain's chest*
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Post by Gandalf the White on Mar 29, 2005 22:19:59 GMT -5
*deflects the knives thrown at Nain's chest* I'm sorry, Proc...but you cannot touch him...That is to be done by Tinaldor for what he has done to lady Ara...you have been out long my friend, much you have missed...
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Post by Aerianeth on Mar 30, 2005 4:05:46 GMT -5
indeed you can't touch him. I can't...*shakes angry fist*
but i will resist. just wait till I'm on the battlefield. ;D
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Post by Tinaldor on Mar 30, 2005 4:21:45 GMT -5
Dont touch him Proc...
*he pointed his new blade, at him.*
He's mine.....
dont come between me and his doom.
(Ooc i cant seem to think of a decent name for my sword. if i new what dragon is in elvish then maybe, but i dont. Any help would be grand guys)
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Post by Aerianeth on Mar 30, 2005 4:29:52 GMT -5
i will find the name for you.
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Post by Tinaldor on Mar 30, 2005 5:39:34 GMT -5
thank you Aeri...
meanwhile, I'll say it again Proc, dont touch him, or our old rivalry shall spark again.
I would rather not be at war with two kingdom atm.
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