twannymanAppears we have twins, appears their parents got some explaining to do.
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King of the badgers
STATUS: Sorry for disappearing. Some stuff came up that didn't allow me to access the site. 8 yrs ago
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Sorry for disappearing. Some stuff came up that didn't allow me to access the site.
8 yrs ago
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I am genuinely shocked my adult card hasn't been revoked yet.
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Over time pay day is a good day.
9 yrs ago
To all those who have been waiting on me I was unexpectedly without a way to access the internet...sorry.
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Khârn stood in dumbfound silence what... he thought as the new recruits swarmed him. All of them either wanted to challenge him,question him about the fighting, or to train with him. with a hint of a smile raises his hands to calm the group "enough my brothers and sisters... Tonight feast and celebrate your acceptance into the guild." he said with a chuckle as many of them looked at hims confused by him calling them his brothers and sisters. Khârn motions for them to sit. "For he who sheds blood with me shall be my brother." he says "and every woman that stands with us shall be my sister." he says as he sits "welcome to the guild my brothers and sisters." as the others gather around him trying to find a seat "now to answer some questions...I will not dual any new people, I hold duels in the guild. Speak to Storm angel about signing up for that or if you have any questions." he says "You will not fight any higher ups in a duel, Mez, the guild leader, and I will not be allowed to duel you."
as he speaks many of them sigh "I will fight the winner..." he says with a sigh as they cheer for his last comment "This may be before or after Mez's training." he said before he whistled. out of no where storm angel appers at his side "Storm check with Mez to see how he wants to do that." he says storm nods "yes sir I will go now" she said with a smile before she ran off "now brothers let us eat and tell tales of battle!" he calls as the people around him cheer. and go into their stories.
as he speaks many of them sigh "I will fight the winner..." he says with a sigh as they cheer for his last comment "This may be before or after Mez's training." he said before he whistled. out of no where storm angel appers at his side "Storm check with Mez to see how he wants to do that." he says storm nods "yes sir I will go now" she said with a smile before she ran off "now brothers let us eat and tell tales of battle!" he calls as the people around him cheer. and go into their stories.
I'm still here.
Sorry the post is so short. I'm very busy ATM with summer classes and studying with classmates
Khârn blinked in stunned silence. wonder what it is he thought to himself as he stood up. Each movement sounded heavy as he stood as he walked slowly "My friend you honor me with such generosity." He said with a smile. He hope whatever the surprise was, he would be worthy of it.
Khârn hoped that surprise would lift his foul mood, the lose of some of comrades in arms was a hard thing to get over " what is this surprise brother?" He asked with best attempt at a warm grin.
Khârn hoped that surprise would lift his foul mood, the lose of some of comrades in arms was a hard thing to get over " what is this surprise brother?" He asked with best attempt at a warm grin.
oh shiiii...did I not fix that? My bad I will get right on that. edited
should we toss em up here or what?
Khârn slowly walked to his seat trading sad smiles and greetings. It's been a long day. he thought to himself as he sat in his seat among the younger members. Many of them looked at him in awe, and some in fear. Informally he was in charge of the younger weaker members, many of them went to him for sparing and to hear his stories of battle. "Khârn why did he take Turnit and Ghesh's chairs?" one of the newer people asked. With a soft smile he looks at the source of the voice. A young girl no more then 15 looked at him, she was one of the newer people who had joined. She and Turnit had been very close. In fact she had been a very common topic that he would always tease Turnit about since she would follow him around like a puppy. The relationship between was by no means romantic, as best as he could tell the two were like brother and sister, "You will learn pup..." he said softly as he looked down at his plate. There was no way he describe how or why they did things, only that we honor the dead in our own ways. "How did he die?" the girl said softly, barely loud enough for him to hear . Her voice quivered as she spoke with a look Khârn could tell him, she was barely holding it together. "He died well pup...weep not for his passing, smile for all that he has left you...for you are the inheritor of his dreams" he said softly as the girl looked at him tears welling in her eyes "How." she repeated "Like a man" he said as the memory of his death flashed in his mind "Like a man..." he repeated softly "Enough of this grim talk pup, Later tonight maybe but now is the time for celebration." he said with a smile as one of the other members ran up to him
"Khârn you and Mez got your picture in the paper!!" the boy said wit ha smile "my friend runs messages for some of the other guilds and she told me two members of our guild got their picture taken! when she showed me the picture it had you and Mez!" he said excitedly not pausing once to draw breath. "Easy now brother...you say Mez and myself are in the paper?" he asked. The boy nodded his head "Yes they don't call you by name but you two kind of stand out enough that even people outside our guild would know its you...granted they would have to know you and see it but I...no not gonna rabble sorry a habit I.." Khârn cracked a smile and laughed "Don't worry just calm down...its not a big deal" he said as the others chuckled "Look its just a picture, the article is not about us, but the fighting as a whole...we are but a small part of it." he said
"Khârn you and Mez got your picture in the paper!!" the boy said wit ha smile "my friend runs messages for some of the other guilds and she told me two members of our guild got their picture taken! when she showed me the picture it had you and Mez!" he said excitedly not pausing once to draw breath. "Easy now brother...you say Mez and myself are in the paper?" he asked. The boy nodded his head "Yes they don't call you by name but you two kind of stand out enough that even people outside our guild would know its you...granted they would have to know you and see it but I...no not gonna rabble sorry a habit I.." Khârn cracked a smile and laughed "Don't worry just calm down...its not a big deal" he said as the others chuckled "Look its just a picture, the article is not about us, but the fighting as a whole...we are but a small part of it." he said
Khârn echoed his guild master's call Sleep well my brothers....you will be missed he thought to himself. You had fought till the end, none may challenge your courage nor your place as our saviors... You gave your life in pursuit of a greater cause then the self he thought as he pulled up a menu and unequipped his sword. "I promise to carry on your rage" Khârn whispered to himself as he took off his helmet. Khârn was no stranger to death, he had fought since day one. He had lost many brothers and sisters on the way, each one like a scar upon his soul. The pain from the aching muscles nor from the fighting was nothing compared to the lose of all of the men they had lost today.
Khârn slowly walked the battlefield as he looked over the wounded lost in thought as he did so. "Khârn do you need healing?" a voice asked breaking his train of thought. "hmm?" He asked as he looked to the source of the voice. A young woman no older then 18 holding out a crystal "oh No I am content at the moment. Save your crystals for the others." he said with a half smile as the girl nodded and moved on. Khârn had been the thick of the fighting acting as the tip of the spear. He and all the berzerkers that were crazy enough to volunteer were placed in the bloodiest area of the fighting. They had inspired the men in these areas to fight their hardest, by leading from the front they slowly pushed to the boss.
During the fighting Turnit had been beside him during the entire battle, to his last breath he Stood next to Khârn supporting him. During the few days prior to the assault on the boss he and Turnit had spent many hours talking about their lives back home,about love, about anything really to get their minds off the inevitable assault. Turnit had been a kind kid, with a smile that could brighten a room. At night they would spar and see who could best the other, very rarely did turnit ever best him. Khârn had saw the blow that would end Turnit's life, the look of fear on his face as he died. Khârn sighed at the thought "I will miss our conversations." he said softly
Khârn slowly walked the battlefield as he looked over the wounded lost in thought as he did so. "Khârn do you need healing?" a voice asked breaking his train of thought. "hmm?" He asked as he looked to the source of the voice. A young woman no older then 18 holding out a crystal "oh No I am content at the moment. Save your crystals for the others." he said with a half smile as the girl nodded and moved on. Khârn had been the thick of the fighting acting as the tip of the spear. He and all the berzerkers that were crazy enough to volunteer were placed in the bloodiest area of the fighting. They had inspired the men in these areas to fight their hardest, by leading from the front they slowly pushed to the boss.
During the fighting Turnit had been beside him during the entire battle, to his last breath he Stood next to Khârn supporting him. During the few days prior to the assault on the boss he and Turnit had spent many hours talking about their lives back home,about love, about anything really to get their minds off the inevitable assault. Turnit had been a kind kid, with a smile that could brighten a room. At night they would spar and see who could best the other, very rarely did turnit ever best him. Khârn had saw the blow that would end Turnit's life, the look of fear on his face as he died. Khârn sighed at the thought "I will miss our conversations." he said softly
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