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 Posted: Thu Aug 17, 2006 8:33 pm
The Forest The forest is a certain part in the wilderness where there are trees aplenty, and the wildlife is quite alive. The trees seem to sing with hapiness, and nymphs can be spotted all around, along with other nature prone creatures.
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Posted: Thu Aug 17, 2006 8:34 pm
Toku fell into the otherwise happy forest, leaving a trail of blood as he inched along the five foot toadstools, and the beautiful trees. He finally rolled over on his back, unconcious. The sword was still protruding from his gut.
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 11:13 am
Nived quickly found and easily followed the trail of blood, and after about a half a mile from the H.Q. found the man blacked out, and he presumed would be dead within a day. "well, i cant let this be a complete waste of time" he said, seeing a small money pouch on the dying man. Nived picked it up and from the size and weight estimated it to hold maybe 500 gold "not a complete waste, but still not much" he sadly turned away and went back into town.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 6:13 pm
Loki had taken the form of a wolf to hunt Fafnir instead of finding the beast he found the dying Toku. He approach to him very silently, he estimated that no earthly medicine would cure Toku, so instead he use his godly power to cure him. Returning Toku to his original state. He then took on the shape of a king in waited for Toku to awakened.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 6:50 pm
Toku awoke from what seemed like a coma like state. His vision was blurry, but he saw what seemed like a king standing over him. He also felt that the sword in his stomach was gone. Toku groaned, and passed out once again.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 9:00 pm
Toku woke up once again, everything seemed to be blurry. The world spun before his eyes as he stumbled his way out of the forest intending to make his way towards Central City.
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Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 8:30 pm
A little girl of about 12 years of age sat under one of the giant trees in the forest. Her eyes were red from crying while tears still fell down her pale cheeks and over a cresent upon her cheek. The girl did not sob of whimper but sat quietly allowing the salty moisture to fall freely. The girl's cloak was peirced and ripped, torn was her long kimono revealing small, toned and mangled legs. It seemed as though all the bones in her legs were crushed. Not too much time passed before her guardian, Riosuni, appeared. The White tiger nuzzled his poor, mangled mistress. He seemed apologetic that he could not save her from the sea serpent in time to save the young demoness' legs. Softly, she closed her pale golden eyes and lowered her kitten ears, shaking her head at him she continued to stare at the forest. Her tears still falling freely.
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