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- Tue Dec 08, 2009 8:52 am
- Forum: The Hemp Necktie Inn
- Topic: Albarian Happenings ((closed RP))
- Replies: 27
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He sighed as he heard her telling him what happened. Though she broke albarian law, she was innocent. There was no way they could ever return without the fear of being hunted. So they had to continue their way. He slowly raised his voice to say something to Desi when he saw her closed eyes and her s...
- Mon Nov 16, 2009 12:32 am
- Forum: The Hemp Necktie Inn
- Topic: Albarian Happenings ((closed RP))
- Replies: 27
- Views: 4765
He heard his sister saying his name, calling for him. But he needed to focus on their escape. Finally, after they got rid of the horsemen, Leam jumped from the carriage, wanting to help his sister to get off it...and to hug her, kiss her...and telling her how he missed her. But as he got to her, she...
- Sat Oct 24, 2009 12:28 pm
- Forum: The Hemp Necktie Inn
- Topic: Albarian Happenings ((closed RP))
- Replies: 27
- Views: 4765
The market was crowded. Aside from the merchants, customers, thieves, guards and other scum, many watchers had come to follow the execution. After the execution of two women had been proclamated, the day was starting to become the most important social event in town since the birth of the two-headed...
- Sun Oct 11, 2009 10:47 pm
- Forum: The Hemp Necktie Inn
- Topic: Albarian Happenings ((closed RP))
- Replies: 27
- Views: 4765
His head shaved, wearing a wornout cape, a face darkened from the last 15 months, nobody recognized him as he entered the tavern. He had planed on asking about his sister, her husband and their house. But all he got were rumors about murder, execution and a dead noble. And soon, the sentence will be...
- Wed Oct 07, 2009 8:57 pm
- Forum: The Hemp Necktie Inn
- Topic: Albarian Happenings ((closed RP))
- Replies: 27
- Views: 4765
„Who are ya? Show ya face! “The guard looked at Marken doubtfully as Marken lifted his hood. A cold grin on his face was the last thing the guard saw before Marken thrust the hidden dagger into the man’s neck. “Sorry…family business…” Dragging the corpse behind a tent he took a look around. No one w...
- Sat Oct 03, 2009 6:04 pm
- Forum: The Hemp Necktie Inn
- Topic: Albarian Happenings ((closed RP))
- Replies: 27
- Views: 4765
The wounded and the dying where still screaming as Marken made his way to his captain's tent. The wet mud almost soaked his boots from his feet as he marched through the military camp somewhere in Albar. As he got closer to the captain's tent, he could hear some man cheering and raising their glasse...