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Post by sao on Dec 29, 2005 11:50:34 GMT -5
Sao walked out into the snow with a warm pelt to wear. With the Witch Queen gone, the winter has felt...warmer. Not as warm as spring and summer, but warm enough to be comfortable, yet cold enough so the snow won't melt.
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Post by nargon on Dec 29, 2005 12:30:41 GMT -5
nargon flew up and landed by sao and said "hello"
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Post by sao on Dec 29, 2005 15:18:15 GMT -5
"Hello," he replied.
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Post by peter on Dec 29, 2005 20:17:43 GMT -5
Peter was out riding Aurien, his unicorn steed. Across the snowy fields they galloped. Peter wore a warm blue cloak over tunic, blouse, hose, and boots. His sword hung at his side, and he rode bareback.
"Woah, Aurien!" He called, but the unicorn was already slowing as he noticed the other creatures. As they approached, Peter gave a cheerful nod.
"Good afternoon there," He said, slightly out of breath.
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Post by sao on Dec 29, 2005 21:15:27 GMT -5
Sao bowed to Peter. "Afternoon," he said.
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Post by nargon on Dec 30, 2005 0:09:15 GMT -5
nargon bowed low and said"my king"
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Post by peter on Jan 2, 2006 15:29:56 GMT -5
Peter smiled and nodded. "What brings you out on this lovely afternoon?" He inquired politely, finally catching his breath.
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Post by sao on Jan 2, 2006 18:03:59 GMT -5
"A breath of fresh air and some archery practice," Sao replied, checking his quiver.
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Post by peter on Jan 4, 2006 0:51:57 GMT -5
Peter leaned back in the saddle. "You ought to ask Susan to practice with you, I think she would enjoy the company. I myself don't do very much archery."
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Post by sao on Jan 4, 2006 12:28:49 GMT -5
"I'll ask her," Sao said, bowing slightly to Peter.
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Post by peter on Jan 6, 2006 22:57:38 GMT -5
He sighed and leaned back in the saddle. "So, seeing as we are all here together, what shall we do now?"
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Post by kingpeter on Jan 7, 2006 0:53:26 GMT -5
"Stop Eating." said MRS. beaver pushing his paw away from the basket they were dragging heavily. " I cant help it with your cooking...their cooking isnt actually poison.... hahaha!" he laugh merily. Mrs. beaver stood there tapping her foot on the ground.
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Post by peter on Jan 8, 2006 0:48:41 GMT -5
Peter tapped the pommel of his sword as he thought. Aurien turned his head and spoke. "Perhaps a ride to the ridge. We'll see all of the Fords of Beruna there."
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Post by sao on Jan 8, 2006 12:17:08 GMT -5
Sao heard Mrs. and Mr. Beaver coming their way and turned to greet them. "G'morning, Mrs. Beaver, Mr. Beaver," he said. "You need any help with the basket?"
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Post by gravile on Jan 12, 2006 14:43:00 GMT -5
Arnel seemed to reach peter in inhumane speed his body was a blur as he crossed between worlds "My lord," he bowed to the high king ignoring the sblack personing and the muttering of 'leaf ears' behind him "Mr and Mrse Beaver," he smiled at them and drew hisw bow and arrow he didn't need to practise just simply keep himself in shape "My lord I can still best you with a sword why not practise," he smiled again
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