LIVE!

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

ZAP!
*Cough* *stutter* *gasp*
It's alive! Its alive!

Anyway....Sorry for neglecting you, my lovely RP. *huggles it*

Fearan ducked beneath an axe blow, then brought up his sword to bite flesh. His mare bucked at an orc, jercking his arm painfully as he tried to hold onto his sword. Several arrows flew through the air, but they were sparcely strewn, and mostly aimed at the ground troops. He glanced around for a new opponent to face, and to late noticed a small orc launch himself at his chest. Wilwarin shuddered under the sudden weight and kicked with a snort. The orc bit Fearan on the shoulder. Biting back a scream, he flung the orc from his torso.

Deawen came to Fearan's aid by killing the orc that had just attacked him. she had several cuts on her arm and legs one was enough to stain her steed red with her blood. she was wavering in her speed and agility as she lost blood. she looked around and noticed the orcs were running away or dead. she slumped alittle and sighed.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home