Orrin None-son
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The Mouthy Urk
Steward of Ravenwood
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Post by Orrin None-son on Nov 11, 2007 9:40:34 GMT -5
The clouds flow over in a slow steady pace, dripping life giving water over farms and villages. Wings flapping against the wind and rain a lone raven drifts along through gray skies. Below A small group of wagons sit idle while men, orcs, and elves trade places from wagon to trail. The night crew guards quickly take to the lead and rear of the caravan, while day shift guards climb inside covered wagons to rest up for tomorrows shift. Far to the north a dark and forbidding forest rises from the plains and hides the denizens from view. Deep inside a small group of armored warriors patrol the woods seeking to quell the dark creatures that dwell there. Even farther north and a little to the west a large budding metropolis teams with daily activities, winding down for the night. The local guards out preparing for their nightly rounds. Unbeknown-st to all, a small group of spies from neighboring Mordor are gathering information for an impending invasion.
In short, another day in Ravenwood winds down as the moon rises to greet the dark creatures of the night.
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Orrin None-son
C-Box Moderator
The Mouthy Urk
Steward of Ravenwood
Posts: 1,355
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Post by Orrin None-son on Mar 1, 2008 12:14:23 GMT -5
Anyone else wanna give it a shot?
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Post by driabtheindextrous on Mar 28, 2008 21:05:26 GMT -5
im not really feeling inspired right now
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Post by Ilyia Wyst Shadowsbane on Mar 28, 2008 23:12:16 GMT -5
*shoots arrows marked "INSPIRATION" at Driab*
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