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Cut n Thrust (TS: 12/23/14) - Printable Version +- Underworld Ralinwood Forums (http://www.underworldralinwood.ca/forums) +-- Forum: In Game Forums (http://www.underworldralinwood.ca/forums/forumdisplay.php?fid=7) +--- Forum: Daily Life (http://www.underworldralinwood.ca/forums/forumdisplay.php?fid=8) +--- Thread: Cut n Thrust (TS: 12/23/14) (/showthread.php?tid=2147) Pages:
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RE: Cut n Thrust (TS: 12/23/14) - Alaxel Vane - 12-24-2014 The cloaked woman turned to glance at Grimnir, and for a fraction of a second, her eyes glimmered. "You don't say." RE: Cut n Thrust (TS: 12/23/14) - Sigurd Vask - 12-24-2014 "I am hoping we get the chance to end the Orc threat quickly, quietly, and indefinitely." The Jarl shrugs and cracks his neck. "Ideally, I want to kill their leaders on the field of battle. I am told they have to cull the murkers though." RE: Cut n Thrust (TS: 12/23/14) - Alaxel Vane - 12-25-2014 Alaxel turned back to Dax's training regimen and took another bite of bread. She frowned. "What kind of threat is this?" She asked quietly. RE: Cut n Thrust (TS: 12/23/14) - Sigurd Vask - 12-25-2014 "Militarized orcs are... Frightening. I look forward to crossing weapons with them." RE: Cut n Thrust (TS: 12/23/14) - Alaxel Vane - 12-25-2014 "Well yes, yes." She waved her hand impatiently. "Any fighting force can be frightening. What I mean is what reasons do the Orcs have? Motive? Ralinwood is a small town here, there are richer prizes elsewhere and along the coast." Alaxel kicked a rock away and watched it roll. "I am curious." RE: Cut n Thrust (TS: 12/23/14) - Sigurd Vask - 12-25-2014 "Ore, land, conquest," Grimnir shrugged as he watched the stone. "The Orcs in this area are being unified by a strong clan to conquer these lands. Baagh is not a god to take lightly, and I imagine they will be well equipped and trained." RE: Cut n Thrust (TS: 12/23/14) - Alaxel Vane - 12-27-2014 Alaxel whistled between between her teeth. “You got your work cut out for all of you! Victims of circumstance, as it were, putting your campfire on an oil barrel.” She smiled fiercely. “But an interesting circumstance regardless. No promises, but I will see what I can do to assist.” Her hand brushed a red mask hanging from her belt. It still had bloodstains on its grain. |