Bandoal
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Life is a dream, and death the waking
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Post by Bandoal on Aug 12, 2006 0:38:11 GMT -5
Enar peered over the heads of the crowd around him. Not hard considering his hight. He had traveled a far way to get here, and had a chance to rest, but why take it when there is still so much left to do?
A shrill cry pierced through the air and Enar looked up to find his eagle, named Chaos, circling high overhead. Chaos was searching, just as he was, but a bird's eye view is much better than a ground view, even a high one. With one last glance around the square he angled off through the crowd toward a nice looking shop, a sign depicting a man holding a scroll in his had hanging over the door. The sign read Scrollery.
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Bandoal
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Life is a dream, and death the waking
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Post by Bandoal on Aug 14, 2006 10:56:53 GMT -5
Enar ran through the city square, trying to keep pace with Chaos high in the sky. He knocked people over as he ran by, and cursed at anyone who slowed him down.
Chaos flew on out of the square and down the streets. 'Were in the name of Hextor are you leading me?' he thought as he ran between to carts in the street.
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