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Ford -3 April, 2012
Many hours had passed since the dark evening had overtaken the lands of Britannia. The sun was on the brink of rising and most citizens were already asleep or ready to lay their heads. The restless murderers and their cr3w were getting ready, too.
All day, Ford had been out looking for prospective targets that were carrying important loot and gold. From the moment he laid eyes upon any specific target, their fate was already sealed. Tonight had been no exception - his friends auntie Sandro, cousin Diogenes and brother Olympian had torn down dozens of targets that night, with utmost efficiency. Ford was pleased and ready to rest his head for the night, as were his relatives.
As the birds began to sing their morning song and the sun was barely visible, Ford recalled into his home town of Delucia, ready to grab an ale, head to the Inn and rest his head for a job well done. The guards would never know he was an accomplice to these murders; his skills in tracking, stealth and magery left him rather undetected throughout the whole ordeal. Upon arriving at Delucia Bank, Ford met a worthy foe... one who could make or break his entire night - he wouldn't be happy relaxing with an ale unless this target met his demise! But it was under the protection of the town guards... what was Ford to do?
[5:13am] (continued after some time passes...)
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Halbu -3 April, 2012
Very early in the morning, Halbu awoke. The sun was barely up - the restless birds had awoken him from his slumber.
Always an early riser, Halbu was the type to seize the day. He was satisfied with his stay in the Delucia Inn - always a fine establishment. He got ready to head to the bank. His goal, like any other day, was to bring as many murderers, criminals and people who disagreed with his opinion on MSG and hallucinogenic drugs to justice. He packed his backpack full of all the necessary supplies he would need for the day: an abundance of reagants, invisibility jewelry, teleport rings and a nice shiny halberd.
Upon approaching the bank, Halbu noticed two things. An apprentice tamer named "Ford" stood near, who looked very tired and hunched as if he had not slept. He was riding a llama and had an ostard in tow - probably selling it. But what most caught his attention, was the grey/blue ostard which seemed to have strayed from his master, probably due to lack of feeding. Halbu darted in it's direction and began to tame his new friend.
[5:13am] Suddenly, Ford sent a magic arrow in the direction of the ostard - breaking the ostard's focus on Halbu's soothing words and sending it into a rage! The disrespect coming from this apprentice tamer was abominable! However, our hero quickly realised he could do nothing but play a game of patience in order to have this beautiful creature tamed. Both were under the protection of the town guards, who would not look lightly upon their disagreement turning into a bloodshed! Halbu began to send several wall of stones and other strategically placed spells in order to secure the fate of his beloved ostard-to-be.
Minutes passed, and our hero Halbu began to notice his foe "Ford" seemed to be heading in the wrong direction to escape the biting attacks of his beloved ostard-to-be. He was heading toward the town border! Halbu plotted his forthcoming attack as Ford foolishly retreated toward the border - unaware of the destruction that was about to be laid upon his poor soul. As Ford left town... Halbu began to reign down a display of power upon Ford with a combo of spells.
Ford began healing and retreating, but he was running in the wrong direction. He appeared to be heading north - away from the town - confused and scared by the heat of battle. Momentarily, Halbu's new victim turned around to cast a magic arrow on him, before casting an explosion. Halbu knew there was no way this apprentice tamer would survive his oncoming onslaught.
Moments later, out of nowhere - two of the most fearsome murderers in all of Britannia appeared! It was none other than the dreaded Diogenes and Sandro! Ford was no longer running away from him, but closing distance, with words of power being chanted from his enemies! Halbu realised his unfortunate mistake and put on his ring, hoping for a quick escape. This was no ordinary apprentice tamer...
He prayed he would have time to finish casting, but it was not to be...
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Ford -3 April, 2012
(...continued)
[5:21am] Ford headed back to Delucia Inn, grabbed his ale and passed out with a smile upon his face.
The End.
