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Title: [Story] Cove is Under Attack! Post by: Keane Wakefield on December 22, 2010, 02:13:43 am I am standing on the balcony of the furthest outpost near Vesper. I look to the sky and breath in the air of freedom. I notice out of the corner of my eye that there is something in the bushes. I see antlers, right above the brush. Hm, must be a deer. There are more coming behind it. Odd, I think to myself. A herd? Not usually the case around these parts. Then I realize that this inst a herd of deer, as the antlers raise from the brush. Human faces with antlers on top. Shamans? The Feck? By the time I relied what they were I had a fireball hurling toward my face. It missed my face by inches and slammed into the wall behind me. I ran into the outpost and secured the doors. I could hear them coming...... (http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m31/airlesspenguin/untitled.jpg) Title: Re: [Story] Cove is Under Attack! Post by: Keane Wakefield on December 23, 2010, 02:34:52 am I have myself crouched in the corner of the wall. I am near a window that I have used most of the night for my attack. I fear how many more they may have coming my way. Fighting through most of the night with my bow, and I am slowly running out of ammo. The fight is starting to taking a tole on my upper body, I have started to form cramping in my arms and chest area. I wont give up, I can't give up. I have created a body count of at least twenty of these damn shamans. They are relentless and will not give up. Casting spell after spell in my direction. I wonder what could have lead them into Cove. What could they be after. I know that I can not stay much longer in this building, I will need to escape and inform the town. I must escape, I will escape. I bolted the windows in an effort to secure the building. I am working my way down the stairs. I must get out of here to notify the town. They are casting spells to attempt to light the building off. It is mostly made of stone. I peek out of the door on the ground floor. I can see them looking up to the window that I killed most of their friends through. I reached to my quiver and say a quick prayer to the Avatar. Lord guide my hand and my feet for what I am about to do.
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