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Post by Gyre on Dec 22, 2006 14:06:46 GMT -5
"very good," the badger said. "Now then, across the road out in front of the abby, and just a little ways into the woods, there should be a small house. There's an old squirrel whio lives there, his name is Darrel." Fran reached into her apron, and pulled out a piece of parchment, bound with a tattered green ribbon.
"Take this to him straight away.." The badger fixed both the squirrel and the hogbabe with a stern look. "Now, seeing as Jinn cannot read, this falls mostly on you, Wayra. I trust you would obstain from reading this..." The badger held the scroll out to Wayra.
"Be on your way, and have Jin back before luch."
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Post by Wayra Swiftdraw on Dec 22, 2006 15:55:49 GMT -5
Wayra threw his arms up in fake shock. "You would think I would even attempt to Open the letter!" he said. He smiled then Took the letter from Fran's hands and walked put the Abbey door's with Jinn, He called back "Outside the main gate, to the left in the woods a little, Darrel, Back by lunch. Got it!" As he and Jinn, who hapened to be on Wayra's Sholulder's, Crossed the grounds and left out the main gate. They entered the woods he took Jinn of his shoulder's and put her on the ground saying. "Woulden't want you to head on any branches or Fran will probably Chop my tail off!" He said, then they continued through the woods.
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Post by Gyre on Jan 4, 2007 12:16:24 GMT -5
(Jinn is a dude. lol  ) Jinn put his paws on his hips and wagged a finger at eth squirel. "You think I'd run off? I do dis for Fran alla time. I'll show you where darrel is. Follow me!" The dibbon shot of into the woods, giggling and darting into the bushes. |
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Post by Wayra Swiftdraw on Jan 5, 2007 16:07:26 GMT -5
(orly?....my bad >.>)
Wayra continued to follow farther into mossflower when they passed under a huge oak. When he looked up he saw what looked to be a small cabin, "The hermit lives here, Jinn?" He asked him.
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Post by Gyre on Jan 5, 2007 18:17:03 GMT -5
The hogbabe nodded, then turned and kept walking stoutly ahead.
"That's darrel's place, all rightt, but the ladder be over here." One tree over, there was a long rope ladder hanging from the upper branches. The dibbun began climbing, waving over his shoulder at his companion.
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Post by Wayra Swiftdraw on Jan 9, 2007 18:53:58 GMT -5
"Okay, I'm commin!" Wayra said as he ran after the little Dibbun. When they reached the ladder he alowed Jinn to walk up before him then he went after. He noticed the cabin seemed empty he passed by a bookshelf. That's when the old Squirrel Jumped on the back of Wayra "Hellooo Darre-AHHHHH" they were instantly on the floor rolling around wrestling eachother. "HEY!! Get OFF ME!!!" Wayra yelled at the squirrel. "No you Thief! Come to take my food have you!?" He yelled back. "No Not really! I'm here to deliver a Message from Fran the Badger, Ring any bells?" He asked. Then the Squirrel lept up off him, "Well why diddn't you say so!" He said. "Oh, Darrel is the name by the way,..." He said trailing off. "Wayra." he said. "Wayra. Anyway where's this message?" Darrel Questioned. Wayra took it out and handed it too him.
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Post by Gyre on Jan 10, 2007 11:08:23 GMT -5
(I had a small idea for Darrel, that is if you want to make this a longer, more intricate RP. Do you have a preference?)
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Post by Wayra Swiftdraw on Jan 10, 2007 18:34:31 GMT -5
(Hmmm...shure if you want to you made him up you can do it, what have you got in mind?)
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Post by Gyre on Jan 12, 2007 15:22:33 GMT -5
(What if his home has just been robbed by a small group of thieves, and he wants us to track them down?)
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Post by Wayra Swiftdraw on Jan 14, 2007 20:45:46 GMT -5
(Jinn+me or Jinn+Fran+me? either way im fine)
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Post by Gyre on Jan 17, 2007 0:14:16 GMT -5
(How about just Jinn for now? If the story requires, Fran can always come find them.  ) The small house looked a mess, even Jinn, the slobbish dibbun, looked around in disgust. he nudged a book a his feet. It flopped over like a dead bird, its torn pages flapping feebly. "Darrel, wha' happened here?" |
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Post by Wayra Swiftdraw on Jan 17, 2007 17:41:46 GMT -5
"Yeah even before you tried to kill me..this place looks like a mess.." Wayra said looking around. There were torn pages everywhere, shelfs crooked and other such things. He walked straight into some ash still slightly warm. "Darrel...what happened?" Wayra asked.
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Post by Gyre on Jan 18, 2007 16:01:09 GMT -5
The squirrel sat down on the floor, holding his face in his hands. He had a black eye, but it was hidden in his paws as he spoke.
"I was some damn weasel!" he cursed, "A weasel and his bunch of vermin.. about five of them all told.. said his name was Slipner. He took so much." the squirrel sat up, and waved around at the room.
"All my money, my books and scroles... all my reserch on the woods." he looked upset again, close to tears. "He shredded them just to spite me.."
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Post by Wayra Swiftdraw on Jan 18, 2007 17:10:35 GMT -5
Wayra was puzzled by this. "Just to spite you, you said?" He asked. He noticed Darrwl's paw was over where his eye should be. "...Are you hurt?" He asked grabbing his paw he yanked it from where the eye is supposed to be. He tore some thread from off his shirt and started to bandage around his eye. "Why didn' you tell me 'bout this you stipidbeast! Looks terrible.." He said.
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Post by Gyre on Jan 19, 2007 12:30:28 GMT -5
Darrel scoffed at the squirrel's actions, "It's my books! Years of writing.." He gave in, and let Wayra bandage his face, speaking seriously as he did so.
"You, young beast.. can you track?"
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