WTS: Full Plate of the Lost Crusader.
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WTS: Full Plate of the Lost Crusader.
Yeah, got one, had it for a long while now but figured to wait for the rite time to let y'all know I got one for sale eh?
Let the bidding begin, best offer gets it.
~Sergeant Azraël Snapwyre.
ooc: Full Plate, +2 strength, +2 AC. Cleric/Fighter/Paladin only.
All offers made in this thread please, PM's are rejected.
Let the bidding begin, best offer gets it.
~Sergeant Azraël Snapwyre.
ooc: Full Plate, +2 strength, +2 AC. Cleric/Fighter/Paladin only.
All offers made in this thread please, PM's are rejected.
Kell Dy'ner, Archcriminal of Daris
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A cold wind blows past as a high pitched shreek echoes through the distance. A voice seeming to come from the wind itself expresses the words....
Always nice to know who's got a bit o' coin on them soon...
Your traps will not help you if our paths cross again.
As the winds peak, the smell of salt water drys the skin and eyes as the body of a farmer collapses before the gathered. It was an ominous dark bundle, a man of about forty, still breathing, though unconscious. Those nearby stared at the body, the crisp curling chestnut hair, the big nose, the strong jaw, the white teeth just showing through the parted lips, the legs twisted at a curious angle. Suddenly the man opened his eyes and spoke quite distinctly. "Why didn't they ask Borf?" A queer shudder passed over him, the eyelids dropped, the jaw fell..... he was dead.
Always nice to know who's got a bit o' coin on them soon...
Your traps will not help you if our paths cross again.
As the winds peak, the smell of salt water drys the skin and eyes as the body of a farmer collapses before the gathered. It was an ominous dark bundle, a man of about forty, still breathing, though unconscious. Those nearby stared at the body, the crisp curling chestnut hair, the big nose, the strong jaw, the white teeth just showing through the parted lips, the legs twisted at a curious angle. Suddenly the man opened his eyes and spoke quite distinctly. "Why didn't they ask Borf?" A queer shudder passed over him, the eyelids dropped, the jaw fell..... he was dead.
~Darkness is only light of the Light~
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