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Post by Juz on Nov 24, 2008 20:58:06 GMT -5
"Now. I must train Devon. He must learn what skills he can."
"Why me?" Devon asked
"Because you were selected based on your strength as a mortal. Not many know this, but that strength matters. If strong Mortals are bitten, they make for strong Were-Wolves. If Weak ones are bitten, congratulations, we have a new Pack Runt. In your case, you were exceptionally strong. Therefore, properly trained, you could be the most powerful Wolf to this date."
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Post by Biggie on Nov 25, 2008 15:18:32 GMT -5
Rashblade leaned back. He had been waiting for a chance to shed blood.
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Post by recondia on Dec 1, 2008 17:17:59 GMT -5
ooc sorry i havent been on this one for awhile what happend?
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Post by Juz on Dec 1, 2008 18:40:34 GMT -5
OOC:Basiically, this is the beginning of the war. Devon just got bit.
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Post by Biggie on Dec 1, 2008 19:08:42 GMT -5
"Where should I go," Rashblade asked?
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Post by Juz on Dec 1, 2008 20:45:25 GMT -5
"To the capital, of course."
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Post by Biggie on Dec 1, 2008 20:47:07 GMT -5
Rashblade bowed and headed out. Rothgar stared after him. "And myself, sir?"
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Post by Juz on Dec 4, 2008 4:35:02 GMT -5
"You must go to my kin. They have need of you, my son." The PreLude said.
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Post by Biggie on Dec 4, 2008 7:14:42 GMT -5
Rothgar bowed before taking off.
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