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I limp through the door. "Evening everyone. You. Smighter. Here's your advance payment." I chuck a bag full of western gold onto the table.
"Feels... Warm..." I mutter, and fall asleep [wherever I have been put]
I let myself be carried. I'm rather surprised at the turn that events have taken. I've fought of a rampaging vampire that shot me in the foot, was...
"The name's Damon. A pleasure. And your name is...?"
"Well," I reply, matter-of-factly, "At the moment I am without a home. I am willing to pay." With my free hand I pull out a bag of western gold...
"Hey, wait! I'm told you make houses!"
I turn around suddenly, looking straight at smighter. "Hey! Hey you!"
"Heh," I wince in pain, "I just fought of a freaking vampire."
I move, and slowly manage to get into a crouching position. I pull out my flask, take a gulp, and get to my feet.
I lift my head up. "Oh, hey" I groan, then let my head fall back into the snow.
Ooc: Look, if we keep ooc-ing, feather's gonna get mad, then he's gonna beat me. So stop it, k?
With the vampire gone, I tore off a bit of my jacket and tied it around my foot. It was too late though, I had already lost too much blood. I...
Re: The Proper Role-Play: Role-Play and Signups Lmao. That's true. But I got shot in the foot xS
Ooc: You're right. Ignore that one.
I sing in a forgotten tongue. This time, the magic in my voice is almost tangible. The earth starts to move and roots rise out of the ground. They...
I howl in pain. My foot was badly injured, and there was no way I could win this fight. I would just have to try and subdue the monster some other...
I arrive in the square, and face the monster: "Vampire," I say, my voice lined with magic, "Kill no more! Feast on the blood of the fallen, and...
*can't
As I walk towards the square, I see the carnage that Marcus has wrought. "I must put a stop to this," I thought, "Trouble is, I can fight for my...
Through the blizzard I hear screams down at the square, and decide to investigate.