blackdragon
Varden 
Varden Prospective Rider[M:0]
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Post by blackdragon on Jan 10, 2006 15:49:07 GMT -5
Gravile came running towards the gate of aberon at breakneck speed. He swerved past people and sat himself down on a chair and took out his harp and began to play a soft melody. Many people came ro listen to it. Gravile didn't like the attention and just sang to himself.
Sorry, I just had to edit it. You should be writing in proper grammar at least.
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Post by Vrael Edoc'sil on Jan 10, 2006 16:47:39 GMT -5
Vrael wore a large black tunic with black breeches. He looked around the the city of Aberon, passing the residents of Surda's Capital. As he walked past an Inn, on his way towards the Castle at the center of the city. On his way, he heard music, music he had recognised that belonged to the elves. Vrael walked towards the sound, wondering who it was that was in Surda. He finally found the source, just as the music ceased. Vrael approached the elf, but stopped about 5 feet away form him. Vrael turned his gaze, and changed his mind. He then headed back in the direction where he was first headed.
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blackdragon
Varden
Varden Prospective Rider[M:0]
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Post by blackdragon on May 15, 2006 12:47:45 GMT -5
(hey Vrael I am back now)
Gravile looked at the man, "Stranger what is your name," he said slowly and cautiously, his green eyes looking directly into the strangers, "You seem a little more educated,"
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