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Delita
Riding a strong black steed through the forest ~Confound my good nature...~ he thought to himself, ~Why must I always try to thwart the forces of evil... Look where it's gotten me~ He indeed he had committed an ill-thoughtout deed, he had burst into a guildhouse to attack those who where planning and attack and tried to singlehandedly take them out. He indeed was proficeint in arms, but one man taking on a guild of twenty to thirty is never a good idea. ~Thank the lords I was able to seize one of their horses and escape, i would surely be a goner...~ It was true for at this moment he was being chased by fifteen men armed to the bone, was one intention in mind... to KILL him. He rode of into the heart of the forest still being persued...
OOC>>> how do you color your text?.. I did it! Thx Legolas
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\"Me and you are caught up in the same flow... I\'m just swimming against it\" -Delita Hyral-<br />\"All mortal men are destined to die, but death cannot kill their names.\" -Icelandic Proverb-
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