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Post by Gensayce Zidjiai on Nov 7, 2009 11:01:23 GMT -5
Gensayce was stood on the edge of a small jagged outing in the Glacier, he had grown up on these pinnacles of ice and snow and it saddened him somewhat that he would have to leave them to find some work. He had said goodbye to his mother and visited his father's grave before setting off, that was what he would miss most... His family. Shaking his head he continued down the Glaciers contemplating where he should head after reaching the base of the glacier.
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Post by Andy Jammer on Nov 7, 2009 12:09:01 GMT -5
(Playing: The Time Has Come (Generic Nero Battle) - Jason Shyboy Arnold, Devil May Cry 4)
There was an explosion and shards of ice falling down, at the base of the Glacier was an orange haired boy not dressed well for the ice. Fighting off what seemed to be several dogs of pure ice. A large sword in both hands as he assumed a fighting stance.
"Dogs made of ice, bring it on. I need the training." he said as one dog lunged for him. He swung his sword and it shattered to pieces, another one leapt for him and he shattered that one as well. More of them were arriving by the second, despite this he grinned.
"I'm liking the odds, come on, come and get some!"
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