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Ulfdr


Ulfdr smiled at MJ's humor as he looked at the dark drink in front of him. He sniffs it. It smelled good enough, and MJ seemed to perk up right after she drank it He thought to himself, then picked up the warm drink. "Since we're trying to get to know one another better...have you ever seen a dragon before MJ?" He asks, his eyes wide with excitement. "I have before...it was a gigantic fire dragon, the creature destroyed the herd of elk my tribe had been following...so Sidash'Vinaruu cast a runic spell on it and it suddenly treated us as friends. The beast terrified me, but I always felt a great amount of respect toward it for some reason...it's name was Fij'nivajkijh'ajminajirakijak...we kept to calling it Fij." He said, taking a sip of his coffee. It was terrible, the bitterness of the drink almost immediately caused him to spit it out. But for reasons he didn't understand he tried to play it off. Painfully, he swallowed and smiled to MJ. "Delicious... " He said with a humorously fake smile.


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"Some bat-shit insane kykdren guy is slaying people left and right on his crusade for some god named Miskara. He says all technology has to be eradicated so we can go back into another Dull Age like it was thousands of years ago, or Miskara is going to take away the world's magic like a parent taking away some toddler's tinker toys... " He said, looking at Halla as they walked. The group passed by a heavily armored man (@HighSanguinaryPriest )and he waved to him, out of respect for the man's similar taste in armor type. Despite the fact the guy would never know it, being that his armor was still back at the Town Hall, waiting for his return. "So anyway...that's the extent of what I know on this guy...the Mayor can you fill you both in. We're leaving today." He said,as they reached the Town Hall. Kyns kicked the dragon head skewered through a pike that was displayed in the front. "Like my trophy dragon head?" He asked in a smug tone, giving both girls smirks as they entered the Hall...


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As soon as Alex began to chase the Reaper, a s sign could be seen reading 'Plague Swamp' a notorious forest for it's dangerous wildlife and poisonous clouds. A terrible laugh could be heard coming from all directions. The Reaper peered down at Alex from a tree branch, his sword in it's sheathe. With a snap of his fingers, he caused a cloud of smoke to appear all around Alex, before dropping down into it and grabbing him by the neck...suddenly a monstrous screech was heard. A wild Marrowstalker came from the swamp's waters, screeching and flailing in anger from the disturbance of it's nap. It was hard to tell where it was coming from..but the Reaper didn't care, his main objective was murdering Alex. 


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Marrowstalkers are indigenous to the swampy waters of the east, and are typically found in Plague Swamp. The hundreds of writhing tentacles on their body have long retractable needles on them that dig down into bones and suck the marrow from them. Marrowstalkers are fast, quiet, intelligent, and usually don't travel alone. 
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"A never... ending... nightmare !! But if you think... I'm gonna die from... someone who murder people for the... sake of fun..." Alex said as he struggled with his neck being stroke until he used all his might in a attempt to breath back. "I don't know from were this beast came from, but it certainly look prettier then you, Reaper !" He yelled as his left arm rised up with one of the sword, electricity forming around his body as he aimed directly toward the cloud of smoke from where the Reaper was coming from, with a blow. Alexander was trying to throw the Reaper onto the monster, or atleast into the water. 
 
An hour passed as Dorian finally gave up his search, settling on grabbing the supplies he needed for the modifications on his gear. While they weren't necessary at time, it never hurt to be prepared. Twenty-five minutes and five hundred gold pieces later, he left the market with the materials he required and silently made his way towards town hall. He had things to do, and people to meet. And talismans to craft.


Several minutes pass, when he spots the rather ornate structure that was the town hall.


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MJ smiled and gave him a small shove, which didn't hardly move him at all. "Hey, it's your money to. The food was good though." The walked out the door and headed towards town hall. "Ulfdr, um, thanks for listening to me. I never really talked about my problems to anyone before. If you get tired of my babbling just tell me. And if you ever need anything or someone to talk to I'm you gal." They finally made it to the hall. She turned to Ulfdr. "Um, can you not tell anyone what I told you. Like I said, I don't really trust easily, so can you just keep it between us." She says hugging her box to her chest.


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Ulfdr


Ulfdr looked at MJ and nodded, his usual smile on his face. "It was not a bother to listen to your problems. And i'll keep that in mind for when I need someone to to talk to." He said. "And my lips are sealed MJ. You can trust me on that." He said to her, before opening the door to the Town Hall. A thick cloud of steam and smoke left the building, rushing straight into Ulfdr's face. He yelped, and backed up, holding his eyes as the cloud of smoke continued to pour from the building "Shield your eyes MJ!" Ulfdr yelled....


Kyns


Kyns was dealing with the steam and smoke problem when he suddenly heard a yelp from outside. He rushed over, his armor shaking the ground with each step. He could hardly see through the thick cloud, but he continued moving toward the sound of pained grunting until he could see that it was Ulfdr. He grabbed Ulfdr by the arm and hoisted him on his shoulder as Ulfdr covered his eyes. "It's okay Ulfdr, it's me Kyns, let me help you..." He said, trying to calm him down. Since Ulfdr was here, he could assume MJ was close by..."MJ, follow the sound of my armor!" He said, talking about the mechanical clicking sounds that were made each time he moved his legs. Kyns got Ulfdr inside, which was now clear of smoke and steam, and lay him down on the receptionist desk. As quickly as possible he got a vial of eyedrops from a medical bag on the wall and dropped them in Ulfdr's eyes, who recoiled from the stinging pain of the medicated liquid. After a moment, he calmed down, panting and trying to regain a sense of what was happening. "Sorry about that guys...didn't expect anyone back for a while so I started my armor up to try and get it all tested out before the mission." He said, taking off his helmet and placing it on the table next to him. "Didn't think it would puff out that much exhaust...i'll just mentally note that.." He said, poking his head and sighing. Then looked over at MJ, then back to Ulfdr. "So..how you guys doin'? He asked in an upbeat tone.


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Veiled Reaper


The Reaper recoiled back, surprised from the sudden jolt of electricity. To his terror, the first thing he felt was the embrace of a tentacle. Then he felt a spike jam straight into his arm and begin sucking the marrow from his bones.  The Reaper screamed in agony as he dropped to the ground, his entire right arm wrapped in marrowstalker tentacles. If only he hadn't dropped his shotgun from before...the smoke dissipated, and the Reaper lay in the mud, motionless. Suddenly, in a jolt of desperation, the Reaper grabbed his sword with his left hand and drove it through the marrowstalker's head, causing it to fall over, though not dead yet. He then cut off the tentacles around his arm, before falling to the ground again in pain. He chuckled to himself quietly, then drove his sword into the ground in front of him, utterly defeated by the tremendous of amount pain he was in....(go for the kill!!!)


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Dorian couldn't help but cringe beneath his visor at the sight and sound of the monstrosity that was called power armour before him. "By the moon, what the fuck are you wearing?! Do you want to get us all killed?!" Dorian exclaimed removing his helmet. "If the noise doesn't alert our enemies, the smoke from the exhaust will." Dorian continued looking the armour over. "What do you even use as a power source?! Coal?!"


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Vinn


Vinn covered his face in embarrassment as his father completely drilled him, and he didn't even bother to say hi to him! "Why I would love some breakfast young lady." Chad said with a smile, before sitting down. Bjor was snickering and looking at Vinn, before hushing up when receiving a glare from his father. 


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Kyns


[SIZE= 14px]Kyns put a hand to his chest and gasps as dramatically as possible, to show everything he was about to say was a joke, and that he was not trying to start a pissing match. [/SIZE][SIZE= 14px]"UH, excuse me? You do NOT talk about my armor that way!" [/SIZE][SIZE= 14px]He said. [/SIZE]"And for your information, this is not POWER ARMOR! Or whatever you kids are wearing nowadays...this is steam plate armor. So...yeah...it OBVIOUSLY runs on coal!" Kyns says with a hint of sass in his voice. [SIZE= 14px]"So just because it's a little under the weather with all it's noise and exhaust does NOT mean it's going to get us killed in any way! And...plus...my dwarf friend who helped me custom make it sort of died a few months ago and I haven't been able to keep it running as smoothly as he was able to..." [/SIZE]Kyns said, scratching his head. He locked the suit in idle mode and jumped out. "See..if you think about it...it's more of an armored vehicle than it is an actual suit of armor...except instead of a giant gun like a usual set of steam plate armor would have I custom built it to have a huge array of hydraulics in the arms for harder and faster punching. Plus the gun doesn't weigh me down...so that plus all my training and experience in it lets move surprisingly fast...and you sort have to train A LOT to wear it.  Trust me, I know what i'm doing with this thing...nobody is getting killed. Oh and it only releases a HUGE amount of exhaust when i'm in the damn thing for too long...like say...longer than 16 hours?" He said, then looked at the armor. "All I need to do is fix that damn clicking noise that goes off whenever I move the limbs...the only issue is that I can't move the limbs unless i'm inside..so fixing it is impossible by yourself..." He looked at Dorian for a moment then smirked. "Wanna help a brother out?" He asked, climbing into the suit and unlocking it. He lifted his arms and spread his legs out, giving Dorian room to work if he actually wanted to help.



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Zelia


Zelia watched Vinn get and said, "Aw, Vinn! You are so cute when you are embarrassed." Holy shit I called him cute.... A look of panic crept across her face. "Well, time to go cooking, I mean to cook, I mean yeah okay....." she enter the kitchen area and sighed. "Alright, time to get a cooking. Let's see..." she heads to the freezer in the floor and found ham steak. "Neat! You have a ham steak!" She picked it up and got a frying pan. "Hope you like fried eggs!" she grabs the eggs and breaks them into the pan. Okay. Don't beak the yolk.... You can do it.... she went to flip over the egg but the yolk broke. shit. "Hope you like scrambled eggs!" She began to blush at her embarrassing situation. Okay ham steak. I can do this easily. Cooking the ham steak went off without a hitch. She set the table and put the ham steak and eggs between the family. "Okay! Eat up!" she sat down and began to grab some food. As she ate she couldn't help but look at Vinn.      
 
"Might as well. may even give it a lunar battery. Lose the coal and all that making it fifty percent more efficient." Dorian replied taking a closer look at the steam plate. "Lucky for you, i was raised with dwarves. This should be an easy... Ah! Found it!" Dorian exclaimed finding the trouble part. Reaching into his pouch, he grabbed the required tools to repair the sticking gear. with the precision of a master clock maker, he tapped the part and returned it to it's rightful place. Tightening a bolt here, oiling a servo there, within minutes the steam plate was functioning as it was meant to. "There... shouldn't give you much trouble anymore. Now, if you would allow it, I could get that suit working even more efficient. Aetherium is a wonderful catalyst for powering arcano-tech."


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"Might as well. may even give it a lunar battery. Lose the coal and all that making it fifty percent more efficient." Dorian replied taking a closer look at the steam plate. "Lucky for you, i was raised with dwarves. This should be an easy... Ah! Found it!" Dorian exclaimed finding the trouble part. Reaching into his pouch, he grabbed the required tools to repair the sticking gear. with the precision of a master clock maker, he tapped the part and returned it to it's rightful place. Tightening a bolt here, oiling a servo there, within minutes the steam plate was functioning as it was meant to. "There... shouldn't give you much trouble anymore. Now, if you would allow it, I could get that suit working even more efficient. Aetherium is a wonderful catalyst for powering arcano-tech."


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Kyns lifted his leg, no noise. [SIZE= 14px]"Ah hell yeah! Thanks man. I owe you one." [/SIZE][SIZE= 14px]He said, moving around and enjoying the sweet absence of noise that he had been longing for. He grabbed his helmet and locked it on while listening to the armored man's proposition. He felt at his armor's gauntlets[/SIZE] and thought for a moment. He wasn't too sure what this arcano stuff was, but it sounded pretty badass to him. But Kyns is pretty stubborn and doesn't quite like change...plus Vamba (the dwarf that helped him make his armor) had put a lot of work into making his custom steam engine. "You know...i'll think we should a pin in that for now. Flameguard and I have a lot of history together...I'll have to think about it..." [SIZE= 14px]He said, looking at Dorian. [/SIZE][SIZE= 14px]"My name is Kyns Arvo." [/SIZE][SIZE= 14px]He added, presenting his hand to Dorian for a handshake. [/SIZE][SIZE= 14px]"Oh wait...the hydraulics...don't wanna crush your hand...or at least dent that armor..." [/SIZE][SIZE= 14px]He noted, taking back his hand and fumbling with the arm to disengage the hydraulic system. A clunk was heard, and he sighed. [/SIZE][SIZE= 14px]"There, that's better." [/SIZE][SIZE= 14px]He said, presenting his hand once again. [/SIZE]
 
Dorian grasped it firmly and shook. "Dorian Embershard. Master Smith, Arcane Artificer, Inventor, and overall group sociopath. At your service." He replied in kind. "So I take it you're gonna be our Tank so to speak. Good. That'll keep our foes distracted long enough for me to brutally slaughter them. and you can't spell Slaughter without Laughter." He added with a sadistic smile. "Well, let me know when you do change your mind on that upgrade." he added before finding a secluded section to work on the talismans needed to enhance his suit. Mostly just back up lunar arcane batteries for said suit and his Aetherial Bolt Caster. 


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Alexander raised his swords up, sighing. "I don't know what you had to fought against before falling into such a madness, but right now... I must say that you did deserve it."


Once it was done, electricity formed again as Alexander aimed directly at the painful Reaper with his sword onto his back, the water near starting to form electricity, making it a shining and dangerous place. Now, Alexander had to rush things before the monster could came back.


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Ulfdr


Kyns turned to check on Ulfdr, who was back on his feet and holding his head. "You alright?" He asked. Ulfdr lowered his hands and nodded. "Yes, i'll be okay." He said, then looked over to MJ. "You didn't get caught in the smoke did you?" Ulfdr asked her, looking into her eyes. But as soon as he asked, Mayor Vilvic walked out of his office with Ivy.


VIlvic


 "Welcome back everyone. I'd like you all to meet Ivy, your latest and last member of your team." He said, gesturing to the young woman next to him. "Now...if you'd all follow me to the armory i'd like to get this mission started." Vilvic walked into the room and took a left, walking down a hallway that ended with a large steel door. He opened it, and walked inside. All along the armor's walls were gun racks filled completely with firearms, ranging from shotguns, pistols, and steam powered auto-rifles. Lockers in the corner contained varied assortments of armor and backpacks, and several crates in another corner contained even more armor and weapons. And even a few survival rations. There were two changing stalls for getting into armor. "Feel free to load up on anything in here while i'm talking, if you would like." He said, walking up to a wall and flipping a switch. A huge map of Flumi came from the floor and he walked up to it and began circling various points in the south. "When you're ready to start the briefing just tell me." He said as he silently made notes all over the map. 


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Kyns


Kyns got out of his steam plate and moved over to the armor locker. He pulled out a set of armor and quickly moved into a changing stall. A minute later he was back out, sporting fancy leather armor instead of his old sleeveless brown hoodie. He still had his side satchel on, and he simply stashed his old clothes in there. "Alright guys, i'm ready to start this briefing!" He said, walking back over to his armor and leaning against it.

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"Well about time." Dorian replied from his seat nearby, busily working on a piece of refined aetherium, carefully carving in the runes with the precision of a grand master sculptor. "So who's the target? What are his forces? How well are they equipped? Where are they? And when can i start killing?! I need to know these things!" Dorian continued, finishing the rune. The carved mineral began to glow a silvery blue light, as Dorian channeled his magic into the newly created talisman, waiting for his answers.


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Vinn


Vinn looked at the meal and took a ham steak. Not daring to utter a word. His father had embarrassed him enough already...and he wasn't sure how Zelia felt about him now that she knew he hadn't talked to his family in three years, even though hshe DID just say he was cute. He felt her looking at him and he looked back, smiled, then took a huge bite from the steak. Bjor was the first to start talking again. "So...we got a lot of work today. We need to bring the cows out to pasture..then we gotta start harvesting the corn.." He said, trying to break the awkward tension. Chad nodded, as he took the last bites of his meal, already finished. He looked at Vinn and Zelia. "You two are gonna be busting your asses if you want to stay here. So i'm going to expect you both out there doing farm work by 9:00 sharp." He said, getting up. "I'm going to change into work clothes. Bjor, start putting those cows out to pasture." He said, walking back to his room. Bjor nodded, despite his father not even in the room, and he left the house quickly. Within moments, Chad was out of his room and in overalls, and he left the house without a word, getting outside to start his daily routine. Vinn continued eating silently. He was still thoroughly ashamed from his father's words. But suddenly, gentle footsteps could be heard coming from his father's room. Vinn turned and looked. It was his Mother; Lyda Arvo. Even though she was over fifty, her features were still quite young. She had a gentle, beautiful, wrinkle free face, and her hair didn't have a single sign of graying. She wore a light pink nightgown at the moment. She entered the kitchen quietly, huddling and shivering, her face pale and her body quite thin from her illness that ravaged her. "Vinn?" She asked, in a weak voice. Vinn got up and embraced his mother, who smiled at the sight of her son. Then, her smile faded and she began sobbing. "You little prick....you said you'd write..." She said as sternly as she could in his arms. "I'm sorry Mom...I got preoccupied...." He said. His mother kissed his cheek and took pried herself from his embrace. "That's not an excuse...I hope your Father lectured you good...about time he started doing that..." She said, then looked at Zelia. "Who's this young woman?" She asked Vinn, slowly walking over to the table and squinting her eyes.

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Mj decided to say quiet for a while once Kyns walked into the room. Her face had turned white remembering the memory of the armor from last night. She was about to answer Ulfdr question when Vilvic came into the room. He guided her and the others to a room full of weapons, armor, and supplies. She walked over to the bags and pick out a brown bag with different gears printed on the front. It was the perfect bag to hold her inventions/gear. She opened up the brown box and looked at her inventions. Only five out of the dozens of inventions in her shop survived. Thinking about it brought back memories of Brick. She quickly take her things and puts them into the bag and then walks over to the armor. She had to leave her little armor she had behind along with her knives. She didn't really need brand new attire. Instead she finds a belly and leg strap. The leather covers her stomach and goes down the right side her a leg. It could hold three knives and had a small pouch that could hold many tiny items or a pistol. She also finds a pair of armor gloves. One side that had a compass attached to it and something holders to hold potions. The other side at red gems and had a place to hold two more throwing knives. She packs an extra change of clothes and finds a few parts and tool that she might use later to fix her inventions or create new ones. Finally finished she turns to Vilvic with a smile. "Okay, ready for this briefing." She says looking around for Ulfdr.

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Ulfdr


Ulfdr stood at the rack that held an entire array of high tech steam powered auto rifles. His eyes lit up at the glimmer of their chromed barrels and he longed to hold one. He knew little about guns...just that they were high tech, required to be fed by ammo, and that they could kill even the strongest warrior with merely one well placed shot. His eyes were led to a smaller rifle, with a curved magazine. He picked it up and it was surprisingly light, light enough that he bet he could fire with merely one hand...but Ulfdr doesn't exactly know about recoil yet. The gun had a leather strap on it so he could easily throw it over his shoulder when not in use. He walked back over to the table next to MJ and nodded to Vilvic, saying he was ready.


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"The target is Sidash'Vinaruu, a kykdren extremist that has been attempting to rid the entire world of technology. And he's actually been making alarming progress...right now, the very first objective is clearing the east of the small patches of territory the gained recently." Vilvic said, before he stepped back to allow everyone to see his rough mapping job. "Okay...so the light red blobs represent the territory of allies to Sidash'Vinaruu, and the dark red ones are the territories his own tribes. The green is Plague Swamp, and the gray line will be your path. That little black circle at the end of the gray trail is Haville, where you will stop, resupply, and get briefed again. Now...as you can see, I have your path going straight through enemy territory. This is because I have found that in the middle of these two intersecting territories lies the highest ranked, and most influential warrior of Sidash's army in the east. I of course want you to murder him, which will cause all the enemy tribals that have been making their way for Binbig to turn around and head back to the south, successfully containing the enemy with one swift spearhead mission. Also, going in any other direction other than Plague Swamp will have you knee high in ambushes and traps. So...i'm sure you don't want that. After you get to Haville, you are to report to their guard barracks and see a dwarven officer named Jolkish. He will lead you through their plan to attack and defeat Sidash's army. This will be a several day long mission of course, so don't rush yourselves. Feel free to make camp at night, you'll need the rest." Vilvic said. "Any questions? Or anything any of you would like to add?" Vilvic asked. 
 
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"I was sure about one thing that day. Death could knock on our door as each breath, minute or year pass away. As human, we must accepted our fate bound to a mysterious contract with a death penalty as a reward in order to enjoy life at his fullest. No one can transpass immortality, but what await us on the afterlife ? 
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As i'm watching the burning forest slowly awakening the exact memory and scenery i had once upon a time, a tear fell onto my left cheek. I can feel that souls already leaved this cursed place. 
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During that day, i raised the mask of the killer onto the sky, showing that they could now sleep in peace, once more. I'm a sort of Angel of Death ? Anyways, it's not the first time i feel broken all alone after all.
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But i failed, i was late, once more. I couldn't save someone who could become a friend toward me. Am i curse as my belief  slowly start to fade away into nothingness ?  I hope that i will still remain the same as the time i was writting those lines  and not fall into a state of craziness.
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Taking the mask, putting it on his pocket, Alexander walked back at Binbing and was now far away from the dead village. He took the same road from before as Alexander was now hungry and exhausted from the past event.
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The male receptionist was replaced by a policewoman today, who looked down at the mask and covered her mouth. "Is...is that...was that the Veiled Reaper's mask?" She asked not daring to touch it. The policewoman reached behind the desk and pulled out the moneybag for the Reaper and placed it on the desk. "Here's the bounty...to be honest I never thought anyone could kill him...how'd you do it?" She asked, mesmerized by the man in front of her. 


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Ulfdr scratched his ear and fingered at the leather strap of his gun. "Plague Swamp must be overrun with Sidash's warriors by now...and I know that they had plans to blockade all roads going around that blasted place. They were hoping to kill anyone traveling as they slowly made their way to Binbig." Ulfdr said, looking at the map. "The warrior you speak of is Sidash's half brother: Loxnik. He's a terrifying warrior...and Sidash placed an enchantment on him that makes him somehow immune to bullets...so they say." Ulfdr noted, then suddenly  it dawned on him that his spear was still not in his possession. Kyns began speaking, so he poked MJ in the shoulder and whispered in her ear. "MJ...I left my spear at the gate...do you think that it is still there?" He asked urgently. "I rather like that spear...i'd hate to lose it..it took me three days to make it." He said.

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"So....how the shit are we supposed to know if the kykdren camps are still even there? What if they're constantly moving like once every few hours?" Kyns asked. The mayor put a hand to his chin and pondered for a moment. "Well, then you best move out as quickly as possible." He said. Kyns sighed and climbed into his armor, then turned it on. 
 
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Alexander smirked until sorrow appeared on his face. "To be fair, the Reaper died by using one of his traps, dragging me onto a naughty place. But... He underestimate me. He was not patient at all, and it was his downfall. A monster took him down and i only had to finish him once he was ramping on the ground. I can still see his face, desperate and praying that he will survive. It was fucked up on the moment because it was usually the kind of face he was used to see when he was murdering people."
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[COLOR= rgb(0, 0, 0)]The woman nodded as she wrote Veerle in the journal. "All I can really tell you is that we're fortifying the police outposts. My orders have my lips sealed from giving anymore information." She said to Alex. [/COLOR]


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"I think I know how to kill him and make him look like he died a disgraceful death. Actually it'll seam pathetic in front of his troops." Dorian said looking up from his task. Make me a harpoon about three feet in length out of solid steel, and 5.56mm in diameter for the shaft. The fucker is immune to bullets, but will not to impalement from a long distance." he explained hefting his railgun, the name Selene carved into the stock. "Might even tear him in half..." He added with a sadistic grin on his pale mug.


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