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Artic Wild

This is where all of the medieval Arctic Islands role-plays are archived.
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Re: Artic Wild

Post by Akita » Fri Apr 06, 2012 7:59 am

Akita let out a sigh of relief, watching the Saber Toothed cats leave. She rubbed her temples and looked around before growling softly. “Fuck this.. I need a drink…” Akita left the wilderness, heading to the Tavern and Inn.


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Re: Artic Wild

Post by RasHeart » Thu Apr 12, 2012 11:11 pm

"Kyeema, now isn't the time!" A hare asserted to a quetzal. "But-but-but. Please! This one wants to get out of the frosty winds!" The quetzal whined back.

The hare took a swig of his warm brew. "Look. Our contract sent us here! We're not going nowhere until we get this done, so stop complaining, Kyah!"

"Fine. We'll stay! But this one isn't moving from her stool." The quetzal countered. The hare was clearly angry. "Fine. Suit yourself, Kyah. If you don't want treasure, especially those crystals you 'oh-so-need', just stay here."

The hare downed his warm brew, wiping his mouth with his sleeve.

A dilapidated wolf entered the tavern.

"Erellan!" The quetzal cried, running towards the hare. "This one changes her mind! We are going after those crystals, like the one that wolfess has!" The quetzal was keen on shiny things, immediately noticing Akita's crystal.


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