Wizards and Warriors RP

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  • OOC: This is all I have to say.
    Well, that, and the last page was literally about nothing but your "true wuv". I'm not exactly impressed.

    IC: "Hell if I know. I already said I'm lame at magic, you'll have to ask Arch-mage Isen, head of the mage's guild. It was his idea to begin with."
    Abruptly, Rye stopped in his tracks, the out of place sound of screeching tires being audible.

    "How long were you following? Didn't I tell you to stay with the infected, You know, to heal them? Who's watching them?"

    A few minutes ago...

    "Hey, where are you going? Undine?" Kria called out as the watery spirit followed the others.

    She face-palmed, sighing.
    "No matter. There's not too many left. I can handle the rest if I've got her method of healing correct..."

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    "I'm perfectly fine!" Tristam said, still running. "Worry about yourself, cause it looks like I'm about to win!"
    Indeed, the lake was now in sight. A minute or two, and he'd be right at the water's edge.

    You know, most people call me insane...
    That's what happens when I try to reason with people, they don't like it, and I eventually end up turning them to charcoal in the end...

    Why are you looking at me like that?

    Despite popular belief, I did not draw the avatar I'm using. I can't draw.

    The post was edited 2 times, last by stryder221 ().

  • OOC: troll face.jpg
    IC: S: quickly coils her tail under her and springs towards Tristam, her momentum carrying them both to the ground, and she slides into the lake, the tip of her tail dipping in the water, she looks behind her at Tristam and sticks her tongue out playfully.
    "I win."

  • OOC: I'd be a lot more pissed/irritated/angry/annoyed/whatever right now if I wasn't constantly reminding myself this is your RP.

    I swear, if you so much as think of typing the word UMAD in your next post, I'll not be happy. [/empty threat]

    Now then... Back to work.

    IC: Rye stared at the water spirit in disbelief for a brief second, before face-palming.
    "Fine! Whatever! Don't follow orders! Just don't blame me when something goes wrong because of it."

    The wolf stomped off down one of the many hallways.

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    "Mro Phr"
    Said the half-demon, who was face-first into the ground. With minor translation, what he said could be understood as "no fair."

    Though, I didn't exactly make rules... He thought.

    He made no effort to stand, though... Nor did he try to remove his face from the ground...

    With a few mumbles, Kor managed to utter something that could be translated to "You know what? I'll just lay here until I come up with a suitable plot for revenge."

    You know, most people call me insane...
    That's what happens when I try to reason with people, they don't like it, and I eventually end up turning them to charcoal in the end...

    Why are you looking at me like that?

    Despite popular belief, I did not draw the avatar I'm using. I can't draw.

  • U: "I aready passed on the skill.
    Besides, you might need me to see things mortal eyes cannot."

    S: Slides over to Tristam and lays down next to him.
    "You never said I couldn't try to impede you."
    She hugs his arm gently, nuzzling her head against his shoulder.
    "Now what about our sparring match?"
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