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 The darkly tanned man, with sun bleached brown hair and sky blue eyes woke with a suppressed grunt. He shifted some, the bodies of the town's defenders litter the street, he remembers well the huge knight armored with heavy plate charging through their lines and crushing the defenders with his large axe. The man started to move when he heard a rustling close by, one enemy solders who is wearing a dark blue tabard and heavy chainmail was rummaging through the bodies of the dead taking coins, jewelry, and other small valuables and putting them into his bag. When he got close the man drew his dagger and dispatched the robber by slicing his thro

Ratheing "Rase the alarm! Their attack!" a solder shouts over a clanging bell. A man in a blood stained shirt looks up to another man next to him "fliers you suppose?" the second man shrugs "I don't know…and don't really care" he says in his ever bored tone, the man grabs an old, warn, and faded long barrel rifle that matched the man's height. As the man stood he strapped the weapon over his back and checked that the blade, over a yard long, was positioned properly so it wouldn't knick the back of his neck as he walked "it won't matter if it is" he straitened his bandolier. The man walks out of the dingy bar and calls back "put the meal on

Flora Taken "Here they come" one man whispered, hiding in the bushes beside the road. "Yes I see them, remember, knock out the guy and take the Keidran," the other man whispered, hiding his head from site. Trace and Flora were walking in a forest and all seemed peaceful until Flora saw the bushes rustle. "Hey Trace, I think there is something in the bushes" Flora said to Trace. "Really? Let's check, it might be someone who is hurt," Trace said as he walked closer to the bushes. "NOW!" the first man screamed as a third person dropped from the trees and hit Trace and Flora on the back of the head with a club, knocking them out. "Nice sof

The Huaman Protection Agency-THPA Mike ran down a hall with many corridors leading away, and multicolored streaks painted on the floor with odd marking to the right side of each line, when a clink sounded from underneath Mike's feet so his full 6' height was lifted as he dived over the hand grenade. With the butt of his gun he smacked the grenade away and grabs the guard by his neck. "Where is she" Mike growled to the guard. "D-d-down their second door on the right" the guard cowered as he pointed down the left corridor. "Thanks, you won't feel a thing" Mike said as he shot the guard in the forehead with the M6 the guard had, cold resolve

Why people dream when they sleep. Long ago a young man wandered alone when Infra the snakes leader slisered up to him, and told him of the wonderful dream of a beautiful place, then laughed when the young man said he could not dream. The young man walked into the shady forest in a doleful daze when a small sparrow flew down to greet the man "Greetings Affie why are you so sad?" the sparrow said "Oh Alaka I herd from the snake king that only the snakes have the ability to dream when they sleep" Affie said in a despondent tone. "I have heard that the cat lord has a magical device that makes the tribe be able to dream" Alaka said wisely.

Black Days Intro A large thunderclap sounded; a cloaked figure turned to look where the lighting came from.  "Damn it!  At this rate, I'll get struck before I can even get out of this god forsaken swamp."  The figure continues on tugging though the bogs and muck of the swamp, wiping the rain out of her eyes.  "I hate the rain…damn it where is my contact – oh, there is the hut." The door slowly opened.  "Who are you?" came an old man's voice from the opening. "I am with the Isulaton.  I've come to find out what I can about the one called 'Martarel' and we have reason to believe you know some thing about her."  The door opened wide and an o