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Post by Séregon Telemnar on Nov 26, 2003 16:31:03 GMT -5
yeah lets hurry and make them before they come.*leaves with stealth ranger*
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Post by StealthRanger on Nov 26, 2003 16:36:59 GMT -5
*goes to wooded area, 100 yards near the Orcs*
Lets set it here.
*sets trap, camoflage and tarp and grass then digs hole*
Now, we shall wait 50 yards away from the hole. When they fall, we shall run to the hole and quickly shoot arrows at them.
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Post by Séregon Telemnar on Nov 26, 2003 16:37:51 GMT -5
*starts heating oil* ok
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Post by StealthRanger on Nov 26, 2003 16:40:58 GMT -5
Excellent! Now, we shall... WAIT! The Orcs are coming! Let us hide and I will give the sign. NOW!
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Post by Séregon Telemnar on Nov 26, 2003 16:46:06 GMT -5
*puts the pot of boiling oil in place then hides near tree,and waits until the orc are in place*
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Post by StealthRanger on Nov 26, 2003 16:47:31 GMT -5
*the orcs fall into the hole, while Ruthiel and Stealth_Ranger start to run near the hole with flaming arrows*
Yes! I got one!
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Post by Séregon Telemnar on Nov 26, 2003 16:48:48 GMT -5
*then suddenly he shoots an arrow at the pot, and boiling oil spills in most of the orcs* light your arrows NOW! (hey i added you to my buddy list on msn messenger)
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Post by StealthRanger on Nov 26, 2003 17:09:52 GMT -5
*Excellent move Ruthiel! Now lets inform Imbeglinion and Imbeglin.*
*Kills remaning Orcs*
Thanks for adding me!
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Post by Séregon Telemnar on Nov 26, 2003 17:11:08 GMT -5
(your welcome) *throws arrows on fire along with stealth ranger, and the orcs light on fire*
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Post by h on Nov 26, 2003 18:08:38 GMT -5
Meanwhile back at the Tavern, Elkith sits alone, and wonders where everyone has gone in a hurry.
He helps himself to another pint, hoping that Imbeglion won't notice.
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Post by h on Nov 26, 2003 18:17:17 GMT -5
As Elkith sits slurping his pint, he hears a gnawing sound in the corner of the room. He stands up and walks over to where the sound is coming from. He looks around then notices a little gnawed out hole in one of the scurting boards.
"I think this place has a little problem."
He bends down to look into the hole, when he comes level with a huge rat. It has red throbbing eyes, and a long tail. He shugs and goes back to tend to his pint.
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Post by StealthRanger on Nov 26, 2003 18:24:33 GMT -5
A day passes. Stealth_Ranger and Ruthiel order a pint at the tavern. Ruthiel now learns that Stealth_Ranger is a Elven Commander.
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Post by h on Nov 26, 2003 18:53:26 GMT -5
"Well my good hearted friends! I must be off, for now. I shall come by here tomorrow. Imbeglion, keep up the good ale ;D."
The Elf, drains his glass, stands up and walks out.
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Post by Imbeglín Oronrá on Nov 27, 2003 10:52:08 GMT -5
Thankyou for dealing with those orcs, I am much obliged.
May you and my cousin and the rest of your kinship have good fortune in the near, and far, future.
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Post by StealthRanger on Nov 27, 2003 10:57:30 GMT -5
Thank you! And now, I shall leave for 7 hours to celebrate the conquest of Middle-Earth with my family! LOL. The conquest of Middle-Earth is actually Thanksgiving in America, since I live there.
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