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Date Posted: 13:17:55 03/30/02 Sat
Author: Selvere
Subject: Re: ::invisible footsteps::
In reply to: Leista 's message, "Re: ::invisible footsteps::" on 09:11:35 03/30/02 Sat

(Sorry if I was leading a little too much in the last post which I think I did and I was half asleep writing it so I kind of missed a few important things, so sorry)

He nodded to Leista, relieved that she was alright. But now was not the time for slowing down. The fires embers dancing around his sword dissapated and he threw his sword down in front of him, quivering on the ground next to him. Right there he was in his element, sword fighting and battling. He was never in an actual battle, but would try his best until either Cruento or he himself died.

Yes, we must gather the others and do some strategic planning. And anyone else without weapons, perhaps I can be of help.

He knelt down to swing off his backpack that he carried. It landed with a thud, it was rather heavy. He un-zipped it and inside he had his battle equipment, armor, a few pratice daggers, a bow and a large amount of arrows stuffed in two quiver's worth. He too practiced archery but was not as good as he was when sword fighting. He got up, feeling much lighter without the heafy load.

I think I should really find a house soon, I don't know how much more of this constant hauling I can take.

He joked lightly but couldn't for long. He fastened some shoulder pads and torso plates he had around and threw some over to Greco.

I always have a few extras, if you want it. But we shouldn't waste our time here for long, we have to get the others.

He swung his bow around his back and picked up a quiver's worth of arrows. He slid the backpack over to Leista.

If you look in there you may find some things. I don't need the rest.

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Re: ::invisible footsteps:: -- Greco, 13:57:49 03/30/02 Sat

Re: ::invisible footsteps:: -- Greco, 13:59:27 03/30/02 Sat

Re: ::invisible footsteps:: -- Leista, 15:03:05 03/30/02 Sat
- Re: ::invisible footsteps:: -- Greco, 16:08:52 03/30/02 Sat
  - Re: ::invisible footsteps:: -- Selvere, 16:49:58 03/30/02 Sat
    - Re: ::invisible footsteps:: -- Leista, 16:55:05 03/30/02 Sat
      - Re: ::invisible footsteps:: -- Greco, 17:20:53 03/30/02 Sat
        Re: ::invisible footsteps:: -- Selvere, 21:36:35 03/30/02 Sat