(is the wagon on the move?)

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

(Yes, but now I'm not sure if Cora is driving it now or if Rochnur is @_@ )

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

(that doesn`t really matter, you see they are soon going to dump into the small trap of Renalds with the wagons front wheels )

Renald had his equipment gathered and he waited in the shadows of th rock formations as the wagon approached soon the front wheels would drop into the holes and they would undoutably be broken. Renald could use this opportunity for a slight barganing or an ambush.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

(*snicker* evil person ^^)

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

Malhock looked at her and shook his head.
"No, I have sinned to much. He will certainly lock me away again for the rest of my life."

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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(Oh. I thought that since I was controling the wagon before, I still was. It doesn't matter. Does Cora want to be the one driving it?)

"Why am I curious about your past?" Rochnur asked. "I don't know. Just curious I guess. My mother said that would always get me into trouble. A far as I can tell, I'm doing fine. I think it would be great to know a lot about healing. I can bearly splint a broken bone."

(Well... erm... she had said about taking turns, but yesh, since you get to talk to something, Cora should get to drive, so yes please ^^ lol)

Cora chewed at the end of a long strand of fox-tail grass, listening to the conversation as she clucked and slapped the reins lightly along the backs of the horses. The light was barely there, and the path ahead was still shadowed, and the hidden ditch the thief had dug remained unseen.

As the front wheels of the wagon slipped down hard into the holes, the axel snapped, halting the wagon. Cora was thrown forward, but she rolled quickly to her feet and ran to free the horses who were frantically trying to get loose from the wagon hitch that had pulled them to their knees. She pulled out her dagger and slit the straps which had tightened on the horses' heads.

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

Malhock was thrown upward in the air and landed hard. He groaned slightly and got to his feet to look out the window.
"What happened?"

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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Rochnur gasped in surprise as the wagon buckled to the ground over a littered part of the road. Kal was pulled to his knees, and nieghed in distress. Quicklt Rochnur jumed off the old gelding he was riding in place of Kal. Cora had jumped down from the driver's seat and cut the reins that held Kal to the cart. Kal rose quickly, and as soon as he was up Rochnur jumped on him.
"Everybody arm your self!" He called quickly. He had seen this trap before. Trying to decide between his bow and glaive, he took the latter, figuring the enemy could pop out at any time, and any place.

Cora turned, her dagger still in her hand as she held the second horse steady. Her eyes scanned the surroundings, which were steadily becoming more lit as the sun inched its way to come over the hill, the twilight brightening. "Wagon wheels.... axel snapped..." she quickly answered the prisoner's question while her green eyes focused and identified each shadow around them.

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

Rochnur glanced hurridly around, straining his eyes and ears to find the hidden enemy. Kal spun axcitedly under him. Rochnur had no doubt in his mind that this was Rneald's doing

Renald stepped out of the shadows of the rocks with a smile.

"Need help?"

Renald had his bow and an arrow ready to kill.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

(cough I thought we talked about this, you are modmodding without a permission )

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

no... I never actually made that move, you have seemingly kicked my chars ass three times and I never wanted to disarm yours since you yourself made that post where renald knocked Elegost out

no offense, but your char can`t be all mighty ranger whom beats the thief almost every single time

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

(Elegost you can't force other characters into that, that's called power playing or playing God)

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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(argh verid sop heraitrev!_)




the wagon lurched forward suddenly Deawen horse reared up at the sudden change in sounds Deawen looked at the wagon the weels stuck halfway broken the axis snapped and the thief back Deawen stayed close to the wagon "stay down she whispered to the prisoner

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home