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Post by The Taper Of The Ducts on Nov 9, 2003 12:21:28 GMT -5
Wulf walked in. Spotting his chestnut mare, Bliss, he walked over. Pulling a sausage out of his pocket, he fed it to his horse.
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Post by knightET on Nov 9, 2003 14:53:21 GMT -5
Lisbetha looked at Bliss, "So this is a horse! The way my people talk you think they are the size of a palace!! Then again, they're about three times smaller than me and I'm small!
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Post by knightET on Nov 9, 2003 15:00:41 GMT -5
A look of remembering crossed her face and she said, "Do you want lessons warrior Wulf?"
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Post by <Insert creative name here> on Nov 9, 2003 15:59:16 GMT -5
Kat walked in slowly, she had lost her horse when she went into the Tavern, it ran away, but out of luck, her roan colored mare was there, aparrently someone found her and took care of her. She walked over to Ginger, and Ginger's deep brown eyes stared at her. Curiosity nearly killing the horse, she put her muzzle into Kat's vest looking for food. ((uhhh... ET, you spelled warrior wrong.... *is bored* Reply to meeeee!!!))
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Post by MLE on Nov 10, 2003 17:26:20 GMT -5
Amelia entered and said,"Hullo everybody, Hi Lisbetha." After hearing no reply her eyes spotted a horse as black as a pile of soot. She ran to it and rubbed its head soothingly. "This one is mine I will name it Mihtig" she called. Although she claimed the jet black horse to herself without knowing who's it was she knew Mihtig was destined to belong to her.
(pronounced Mî tîg)
((Mihtig is the dwarfish word for Mighty horse for Amelia))
((actually it means mighty in dwarf aka Latin. If you really want to use a dwarf word that's significant use Latin))
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Post by The Taper Of The Ducts on Nov 10, 2003 18:18:28 GMT -5
"Lessons in Elven?" asked Wulf. Turning to Amelia, he said, "I thought you didn't have a horse. Besides, that one looks a bit big for you," he said. "Oh, and by the way," he said to everyone, "you should try to have two mounts; a warhorse and a spare mount. Bliss here," he said, stopping to playfully slap Bliss's flank, "is a spare mount. My warhorse, Feargas, is actually at Sturmhammer Gorge." He hopped over the wall of Bliss's stall that he had been sitting on, and fetched a saddle blanket from a hook on the wall. He draped over her as he reached for her saddle.
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Post by MLE on Nov 10, 2003 18:25:40 GMT -5
"Why, I can grow so I can fit on him. Please?" Amelia said looking over at Mitig "her" new horse.
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Post by MLE on Nov 10, 2003 18:28:36 GMT -5
"He could always be my war horse," Em's eyes now watering while she was down on her knees pleading.
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Post by <Insert creative name here> on Nov 10, 2003 18:38:22 GMT -5
"Ok Ginger.... you win," Kat said as she pulled out a long orange carrot out of her vest. "Behold! The mighty Ginger!" Kat said.
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Post by The Taper Of The Ducts on Nov 10, 2003 18:39:02 GMT -5
"I guess he can be your warhorse, " said Wulf. "But can you find a smaller spare?" Finding the saddle, he grabbed it by the saddle flap and put it on Bliss, making sure that he pulled the girth tabs tight. Bliss whinnyed softly. "You're so spoiled," Wulf said, giving her one of the sugar cubes that had been in his pocket.
((no actually ET bliss will eat almost anything... hmm wherever did I get that idea from? ;D ...))
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Post by <Insert creative name here> on Nov 10, 2003 18:40:48 GMT -5
"Can Ginger be my war horse?" Kat asked. "She is very muscular, very tough horse." ((answer me peoples!!!))
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Post by MLE on Nov 10, 2003 18:45:02 GMT -5
"Oh! How about this one?" pointing to a horse taller than she but smaller than Mihtig. "This is my spare I have choosen. I just named him. His name is Baculum elven for walking," Em said proudly.
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Post by <Insert creative name here> on Nov 10, 2003 18:47:12 GMT -5
"Hello.... have I suddenly become invisible?" Kat impatiently said. "Answer me..."
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Post by The Taper Of The Ducts on Nov 10, 2003 18:47:56 GMT -5
"Right, fine then. Don't blame me when you can't get on your horse, " sighed Wulf. "Well, am I the only one ready to go now?" he asked.
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Post by <Insert creative name here> on Nov 10, 2003 18:49:56 GMT -5
"No, I would be ready if you would answer my question... Can Ginger be my war horse?" Kat snarled.
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