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Post by Brings the Fight on Apr 16, 2007 1:18:57 GMT -5
He seems to shrink back from the comment, the illusion somewhat aided by the fact that he shifts into lupus form as he's spoken to.
"Elder? Then I'm... related to you?" he says as his tail moves between his legs in a submissive posture.
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Post by RekKa on Apr 16, 2007 1:32:25 GMT -5
Yes, it hisses. I gave you life, I gave you purpose--I am the great Fenrir!
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Post by Brings the Fight on Apr 16, 2007 1:35:22 GMT -5
A spark of understanding dawns in his eyes for just a second.
"Lord Fenrir!" he moves closer. "I am new to these ways, and I do not know my purpose... What should I do?"
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Post by RekKa on Apr 16, 2007 1:39:22 GMT -5
Need I recite it to you again!? Destroy the Wyrm, have strength, and make certain your brethren are prepared for the Ragnarok. Don't forget, or I will smite you myself.
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Post by Brings the Fight on Apr 16, 2007 11:39:33 GMT -5
"Yes, Great Fenrir, I will fight for you, and make others strong around me. I will learn the ways of gaia and her warriors. The wyrm will be my greatest enemy."
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Post by RekKa on Apr 17, 2007 9:32:26 GMT -5
Good. Now go do your thing, he says with a shake of his mane.
You are back in the forest, and your pack is still fighting. You feel recharged.
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Post by Brings the Fight on Apr 17, 2007 18:36:40 GMT -5
He lets out a tremendous howl of rage and charges into the fray alongside his father, teeth and claws tearing into the inky blackness of the wyrm.
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Post by RekKa on Apr 17, 2007 19:06:06 GMT -5
You rise victorious over a puddle of goo. The others join in your howl. You wake.
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