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Post by Redstripe the Strong on Sept 28, 2006 16:19:32 GMT -5
"Hahahahahaaaa! Close but not quite there. I prefer the term cannibal, carnivore, beast, or even monster." She cackled and turned,"You just eat the flesh of the living and you intern live longer." She walked away letting out a bone chilling laugh.
Redstripe looked down at Grisk's body, there were some hares crying."Grisk me old mate, even if it kills me, I will get revenge for ye." He sighed and turned to leave.
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Post by sekraktaa on Sept 28, 2006 16:25:41 GMT -5
Katarn-Revor snorted, but said nothing in reply. As far as he was concerned, he didn't like her. He didn't like her at all, and would try to keep his distance from her.
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Post by sekraktaa on Sept 30, 2006 12:47:16 GMT -5
Sighing heavily, he shook his head and tried to focus on the important things now. He still had no idea where Slavert was. Katarn-Revor stood up and tried to ignore the pain some of the wounds caused him with that action.
The crocodile then took a careful look around, trying to maybe spot Slavert somewhere among the various hordebeasts. However, the young fox was nowhere to be seen.
Katarn-Revor grew slightly worried and started to wander the camp in hope to find Slavert. Along his journey, he came across a whole lot of hordebeasts from the battle, with wounds ranging from light to very heavy. Some of them even looked as though they wouldn't live through the night.
Katarn-Revor averted his gaze and to banish these images from his thoughts. He was worried. Worried, if Slavert had to participate in the battle. Worried, that Slavert was either dead or dying.
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Post by LordStripetail on Sept 30, 2006 15:20:27 GMT -5
Slavert sighed as bastomus wrapped bandages around his arm. He has slain one of two hares, and been struck by a couple arrows. One had stuck in his arm and it was this wound Bastomus was tending to. "We didn't take the fortress" He muttered. "Did you expect that to be easy Slavert?" Bastomus said to him. "Thier reputation is that of a very formidable foe, and judging by the number of wounded I will have to treat today, they have lived up to it."
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Post by sekraktaa on Sept 30, 2006 16:17:29 GMT -5
"There you are!" Katarn-Revor exclaimed, as he spotted Slavert along with the healer Bastomus nearby. "I was worried about you." He said as he approached the fox. The crocodile frowned, noticing a couple of wounds on Slavert. "You fought in the battle too?" Katarn-Revor asked with slight disbelief in his voice. It just... didn't seem right to make a beast of Slavert's age fight in a battle like this. Then again, Katarn-Revor wasn't much older. Maybe a year or two, but nothing more. Well, the fact that he's still breathing proves his abilities as a warrior. The crocodile thought to himself.
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Post by Redstripe the Strong on Sept 30, 2006 21:08:26 GMT -5
Redstripe sighed and left the room were Grisk's body lay. Some hares were putting flowers on his body, others brought in his prized possesions. His rapiers were placed in an X across his chest with his Scimatar in the center. Redstripe did all he could to force down the tears in his eyes.
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Post by LordStripetail on Oct 1, 2006 17:01:40 GMT -5
I'm so sorry " Rosepaw said coming up to him. "I know you were close to him.. He saved several hares by fighting that creature.."
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Post by LordStripetail on Oct 1, 2006 17:02:26 GMT -5
I had no choice sir. Scarback ordered me to fight..." Slavert replied.
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Post by sekraktaa on Oct 1, 2006 17:27:37 GMT -5
Katarn-Revor frowned upon hearing that. He hadn't known Slavert for long, but in the short time they spend together... Slavert was a gentle soul. One, that doesn't like to fight. That doesn't like to hurt. To force such a gentle soul to fight...
He shook his head to get these thoughts out of his mind. He needed a clear head now. If that wretched vampire was right, then there would be a counter attack in the morning, and he would have to be ready for it. He could only guess why the badger was after his skin all of a sudden, but Katarn-Revor was sure to defend himself if neccessary.
For now however, the crocodile decided to rest. He would need as much strength as possible in the morning, and what could be possibly more relaxing than having a nice talk with a friend?
Sat down next to Slavert, grunting as the wounds caused him pain. For a moment he considered casting a healing spell on himself, but decided against it. In a sick and twisted way, the pain actually felt kind of... good. Katarn-Revor chuckled darkly. He would've never thought of himself to be a masochist.
"Do your wounds hurt much? Do you want me to cast a healing spell on you?" He asked the young fox to his side with honest concern and care in his voice.
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Post by Redstripe the Strong on Oct 1, 2006 18:20:57 GMT -5
Redstripe nodded,"I introduced him to Lord Strongstripe, got him out of the desert and into the fighting hares of Salamandstron." He sighed and growled,"Get ready, in the morning we launch a counter attack."
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Post by LordStripetail on Oct 2, 2006 7:54:24 GMT -5
Rosepaw was stunned at Red's statement."Red, we have to tend to our injured first. We just survived a horrific battle and you want us to go on the offensive? I am truly sorry for your loss, but you are not thinking clearly! We simply do not have the forces necessary to do that. And His Lordship will not authorize a raid in any case, that would be a stupid and suicidal move"Rosepaw said to him. _ "You are on your own on this Red" Oxbow said, coming up to him. "Grisk was my friend too, but you don't see me consumed with vengence!"
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Post by Redstripe the Strong on Oct 2, 2006 15:48:34 GMT -5
His eyes flashed red as he turned,"Fine then cowards, I don't need weak hares to fight for me." He turned leaving the room and heading for the gate. Ignoring his wound he weilded both axes, one in each hand, his eye burned not only with bloodwrath, but pure hate. He snapped his teeth at some hares who quickly jumped aside, he growled as he approached the gate.
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Post by LordStripetail on Oct 2, 2006 17:56:08 GMT -5
The Gates slammed shut as he approached and a numnber of hares surrounbded him. "GHold him down! "Granb his axe!" Redstripe was swarmed under by the hares, who dragged him out of the room and inbto a nearby chamber. "this was the medical wing. They tied Redstripe firmly down to a stone bed. and after making sure he was fastened, turned and left. Lord strongstripe entered the room. "What is this I hear about you calling my hares cowards!" He said to Redstripe.
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Post by LordStripetail on Oct 2, 2006 17:56:56 GMT -5
No, I'll be fine" Slavert replied. "You fought in the battle as well?'
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Post by Redstripe the Strong on Oct 2, 2006 20:40:39 GMT -5
Redstripe growled uncontrollably and struggled snapping the bonds on his good arm,"Let me go now!" His voice echoed throughout the fortress. He slammed his paw down on the bed and a small crack appeared. He foamed at the mouth as he struggled,"I'll kill them all! I don't need you cowards!" His wound on his arm reopened spilling blood all over the stone bed and the ground. His eyes went a dark blood red as a sickening crack was heard and he pulled his now broken arm free.
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