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Presumably, you chose watch anime now and not write for a day/potential days.
Anyway, looks like there'll be some extreme goblin fighting action. I now wonder if Daskal will at some point become some insane fighting powerhouse. Or maybe I've just been playing too much Radiant Dawn and have laguz on the brain. Ah, well.

10-Jan-2008 03:08:37

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The two kids were surrounded, and escape looked hopeless. The boy gripped his axe tighter while starring eye to eye with the wrinkled green face of the creature in front of him.
"You two'll make good snack. Ooo and yer' cat too." The goblin smiled deviously as he lifted up his dagger to striking position. Magenta came close to the boy, so she could clench tightly onto his back as her only form of protection. "Now die!" The goblins viciously lunged towards their prey, with each one coming from a different angle. These opponents were much more skilled in the art of combat than the young ruffians in the Varrock streets.
Magenta shrieked only moments after the goblins launched their attack, and the boy immediately went into action. Fear left him and his natural survival instincts took over. The goblin who was only a few feet away brought his dagger down in an above the head swipe, but was blocked by the boy’s axe. Nearly seconds after the attack was stopped the boy strafed to the left and cleaved inward with his axe, which landed a deep wound on the goblin's side right below the rib cage. After his opponent fell to the ground, he snapped his head back to where Magenta had been standing as a goblin leaped at her. Acting like lightning he dove towards her and knocked her to the ground to evade the goblin's strike.
The goblins paused their attack to look at their weakened leader. The boy did not want to miss this opportunity, and shoved his hand into Magenta's rune pouch evading all manners. After taking out whatever he could fit his hand around, he motioned to clasp them together aiming at the goblin party.

30-Jan-2008 01:14:37 - Last edited on 05-Apr-2008 05:13:00 by Lost King

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"I'd stop that if I were you," spoke an anonymous voice from an unnoticeable location. "Casting magic without first thinking will end up getting you killed." The initial sounding of the voice had caused the boy to keep his hands from touching. From seemingly mid air, a man came into sight and landed on top of the fallen goblin leader which forced even more blood to ooze out of the wound. The goblin yelped at the sound of his own ribs cracking. "Oh, I'm terribly sorry about that. I didn't see you down there." The man chuckled as he stepped off his green footstool. The goblins looked enraged. "Pardon, I assume he was someone of importance?"
"How dare you mucky 'ooman!" shouted the tribe all at once. "We make you pay wit' blood!" Remaining in unison they charged the man, whose expression had yet to change.
"Pitiful," sighed the man while he raised a hand from inside the black cloak that enshrouded his body. His palm was facing the sky, but was soon clenched into a fist. As he clenched his fist each of the goblins burst into flames. He was certainly using magic.
Magenta and the boy sat in awe almost completely forgetting about the danger opposing them only seconds ago until they saw the crispy remains rolling in the charred grass. The area maintained silence as both parties took the time to look over each other. The newly arrived man stood with a solemn dignity. The majority of his body was hidden behind his cloak, but it was known that he had on a short sleeve or no sleeve shirt from when he previously exposed his arm. The shirt was plain white cotton and tucked into his khaki colored pants which ended in a bell-bottom style. Tied around his waist was a satchel which more or less held his runes much like Magenta's did. His complexion was regular as in not too tan or too pale, and his hair was done up in a peculiar fashion. It seemed to be suspended like a flame not to mention the middle front part of it being blue and the rest being black.

30-Jan-2008 01:34:56

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