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The Master and the Minion - IC Thread
Gargulec:
With a truly sad and sorry look on his face, Tristan swings his family swords, wielded by generations of his ancestors in innumerable battles against vileness and evil at the captain. Sadly, it would appear that his regret did not help his aim, as he missed miserably.
Madtrixr:
Aden looked at the captain. He knew what it was like, once being a soldier himself. He had even been a captain of a guard unit before...but the man had to die. Aden turned towards him, and swung his sword pretty hard. It connected, but seemed to not do much to him.
"Hmm. This one seems awfully lucky."
S.K. Ren:
"Lucky indeed. Maybe you boys just suck." Ma'kirr quipped.
Boredom had gotten the better of her as she stepped up to end this ridiculous fight. Striking swiftly she landed one solid blow to the Captains head.
Madtrixr:
"And whose words brought you back from the brink of death, more than once? Hmm?" Aden said as he looked around, waiting for some of the town guard to bust in.
Xander Morhaime:
The two blows quickly finished off the captain, and he slumped to the floor with only the faintest groan before growing still.
It sounded like his shouting had alerted people outside, though, as you could hear a commotion... and could see through the windows the assorted members of the town watch approaching.
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