(um it's temporary but I think we can continue as long as he dosen't come back to eight pages to read...)

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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

(( i'm good with that and yeah that would suck for him so lets not do that. maxium is 7....lol no i'm kidding.))

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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Victor Hugo

music is my life, my love, it's apart of my very being, it's what keeps my heart beating
~Raelyn

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

All who call on God in

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Azura fell into a shallow sleep after her horse stood up. Her dreams were steady and meaningless. She woke suddenly as she noted her fever had broke. SHe felt stiff and cold as she sat up and moved closer to the low fire.

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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

Simira had fallen asleep by the fire she had experinced no extream wounds. she was sore and she had a gash on her neck but that was about it. she awoke when Azura walked over by the fire. she sat up and whispered softly as not to wake the others. " how are you feeling?" she asked.

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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Victor Hugo

music is my life, my love, it's apart of my very being, it's what keeps my heart beating
~Raelyn

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

All who call on God in

Azura stretched trying to ease her tense limbs. " Fine," she said " it will take more than a little poison to kill me." she whispered back. She smiled faintly as she stared into the flames. " It wasn't the kind of poison that kills, it's the type that gets you killed."

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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

Simira threw a twig into the fire. " good your needed" she said staring at the flames herself. she thought for a moment. then spoke again. " i didnt mean to be so blood thirsty...it kind of just...happend....those arent my people so i didnt care as much..." she said trailing off at the end. " forgive me if i caused more damage than needed." she said now looking at Deawen.

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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Victor Hugo

music is my life, my love, it's apart of my very being, it's what keeps my heart beating
~Raelyn

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

All who call on God in

Azura frowned "It is in the past now." she said and left as that. " My clan believes in respecting other clans until they dishonor their name. " She said quietly.

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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

Simira nodded. " thank you Azura.." she looked over at Etchlion and wondered if he was alright. <i> he should pull through.</i> she thought to herself. none the less she walked over to her horse and got some herbs she hadnt told anyone about just in case she needed them herself. she gathered a leaf from the small bag in her saddle pack. she walked over to Etchlion luckily he was laying in a way where she could reach his sholder wound without much trouble. she softly placed the leaf onto his wound and covered it with a clean peice of cloth.

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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Victor Hugo

music is my life, my love, it's apart of my very being, it's what keeps my heart beating
~Raelyn

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

All who call on God in

Simira nodded. " thank you Azura.." she looked over at Etchlion and wondered if he was alright. <i> he should pull through.</i> she thought to herself. none the less she walked over to her horse and got some herbs she hadnt told anyone about just in case she needed them herself. she gathered a leaf from the small bag in her saddle pack. she walked over to Etchlion luckily he was laying in a way where she could reach his sholder wound without much trouble. she softly placed the leaf onto his wound and covered it with a clean peice of cloth.

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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Victor Hugo

music is my life, my love, it's apart of my very being, it's what keeps my heart beating
~Raelyn

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

All who call on God in

(I'm very sorry, everyone. For some reason, my computer at home will not load A SINGLE webpage... I'm using the one at the library at the moment; I will be working all next week, so I should be able to post regularly for a bit... Now to catch up...)

*With a sweeping downwards cut, Raith knoocked the man thrown at him to the ground, out cold like the growing number around him. Kicking a soldier in the stomach, Raith vaulted off his back onto Shadowdance, and rode after the others. Raith turned back, as some moved to chase him, and spoke. The worlds rumbled out of his mouth like the wind from a tomb; it was the language of the Fell...*
Kazul Sharak Nimal. Feruk!
*It wasn't much; he did not have the power his masters did, but it gave the men pause, uncertainty seeping into their minds, and that allowed him to slip through. He was not without injury, however; blood seeped from his side through his jerkin where a blade had slipped past his defences. He was silent for the ride to the oasis, struggling to keep his anger in check. The wound was most assuredly not helping in that department, and when he dismounted at the camp, he barely witheld his tongue. After all, Maleon wanted him to get along, and if that means letting them slaughter their own men, fine. He went to the spring, and washed his wound, wrapping it tightly before putting his shirt back on. Not wanting to give his tongue a chance to slip, he set up his mat, and fell asleep, waking up the next morning to the smell of the fire. Though the words tasted bitter in his mouth from the day before, he still asked.*
We were lucky to make it out yesterday; there were a lot of soldiers thirsting for our blood. Is everyone doing alright? How serious were your injuries?
*As he finished, he walked over to the fire, and sat down, warming his hands.*

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"True Evil cannot be reckoned with. Only Defeated." - Sen L I Starfire

(Banner thanks to Imlosiel the Lost! )

"Everyone is alive." Azura said her tone light and without subtleties. "Ecthlion took an arrow through the shoulder, he should be alright." she said getting up, Ecthlion hadn't woken up yet and the sun was due to rise in the hour. She walked over to his sleeping form her spurs jingled as she walked over." Ecthlion, " she said her accent soothing as she rolled the "l".
She felt his forehead but found no fever.

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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

Simira looked at Raith. " did you acquire any wounds yourself?" she asked the man whom she still didnt know so well, she was in a way quite leery of him. she threw a stick into the fire and watched it burn. the morning was quite cold so she held her hands out to the fire just as Raith did. Simira waited for his answer.

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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Victor Hugo

music is my life, my love, it's apart of my very being, it's what keeps my heart beating
~Raelyn

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

All who call on God in

*bump*

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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Victor Hugo

music is my life, my love, it's apart of my very being, it's what keeps my heart beating
~Raelyn

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

All who call on God in

*Raith glared at Simira for a second, before his gaze softened. It wasn't her fault, really...*
I will be fine. What about yourself? Are you injured?
*Raith adjusted his seating, wincing slightly. When he had the time, he felt that he would need to cauterize the wound; the last thing he needed was for it to turn sour. He reached over to where his equipment was, and drew a long dagger out, and held it into the fire, waiting for the metal to heat up...*

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"True Evil cannot be reckoned with. Only Defeated." - Sen L I Starfire

(Banner thanks to Imlosiel the Lost! )

Simira pointed at some scratches and bruies and shrugged. " no not really." she heard him wince then watched him take the blade out and start heating it up. she knew what he was doing, she had, had to do it on occasion. " Raith let me do it, it's a beast if you have to do it yourself. believe me i would know." she said trying to take the blade out of his hand.

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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Victor Hugo

music is my life, my love, it's apart of my very being, it's what keeps my heart beating
~Raelyn

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

All who call on God in