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Delita Hyral
Finally he came to, "*Cough* Damn," he said as he eye'd the Large man, ~Who's that standing behind Skye, Lyulfe, aight~ He looked down at what was the armor that saved his life. "Well, this is scrapped," he said as he pulled off the wrecked useless hunk of metal which used to be chainmail."And, where's my sword?" he said his eyes growing wide. His eyes scanned across the scene,"That sword 'Ragnarok is my most prized poss..." He stopped, and breathed calmer, as he saw it laying on the dock. He then stood up and grabbed his blade examining it to make sure it is in good condition.
His eyes narrowed as they fixed on the large man that had struck him, "If it's a fight you want, it's a fight you'll get." he said in a threatening tone...
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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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