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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
8/26/2016 7:42:27 PM
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*He jumps back before it can snap at him, slamming another iron ball into it*
English
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[i]it hits the dragon in the side knocking it over. It falls over crashing in one of the buildings. It quickly tries to get back to it's feet. But right now it's soft underbelly is exposed as it tries to right itself [/i]
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
HAVE AT THEE! *Mortar confidently thrusts his blade into the dragon* -
[i]the dragon makes a strange noise as it can't breathe out ofone lung now. It got stabbed in the chest by his sword. Its still trying to right itself [/i]
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
*Mortar, feeling bad for it, goes for the neck, trying to decapitate it, rather than make it struggle* -
[i]it gets hit in the neck in the right spot cusing it to bleed out quickly out. After couple of minutes it dies taking its last breath.[/i]
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
*Mortar's blade dissipates in his hand* I wonder who it was... -
[i]you left wonder that but you notice something burned in to its grey hide it looks like a brandmark [/i]
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
Hmm... *Mortar walks up to it* -
[i]its a slave brandmark on its signifying that its owned by someone[/i]
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
*Or at least was* That's... Strange -
[i]it reverts back into original form and its a very dirty woman with broken shackles on her wrists. Shes covered in a lot of old and new bruises and cuts. She wearing rags and dark skinned. But you can tell that however owened her did not treat her very well. [/i]
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
*Mortar crouches down next to her, placing a hand on her lifeless cheek* I am sorry it had to end like this... If only I could find your owner... *He sits there a moment, then picks up the body* I shall respect those who do these things against their will. -
[i]a strange tattoo can be noticed when you crouch next to her it has a name and address. It reads Edgar faeweather 734 eastern st. 4623 porvid county [/i]
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
Hmm... *He gently lays her down then takes out a notepad, writing the name and address down. He picks her up again, and uses an iron ball to dig a hole. He gently lays her down in it, then covers her up* -
[i]after she covered up he see how much damage she caused[/i]
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
*He looks around at all the rubble, torn down buildings, and human casualties* -
[i]their are some people that are still alive but they still slightly terrified[/i]
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
*He jumps up to higher ground* May I have your attention everyone! -
[i]the remaining people gather around where he standing[/i]
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
*He quickly takes a deep breath* The Dragon has been slain -
[i]the small crowd cheers[/i]
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
*He takes a deep breath* I apologize for your losses and i will help rebuild this village at no charge. -
[i]the crowd still looks very happy to be freed from the dragon's chaos[/i]
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
However... This dragon was a slave. Most likely it was commanded to do this, and there may be more attacks in this village. I ask you all to stay calm and ready yourselves now that you have faced one. Keep your food underground. Make your defenses stronger. Do not let it penetrate -
[i]couple murmurs go through the crowd as he speaks finally a very old woman speaks up[/i] "Young man are you going find and stop this whoever did this to us"says the old woman
