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Sir Valence of Vaydale.

Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 12:07 am
by friskywhiskers
I`m gonna start a story. feel free to post a continuation.

An arrow whizzed through the young birch trees of Bangledash Woods. It met It's mark and a young deer fell to the ground. A tall, swarthy young man with a dirty sweating face and dark hair approached his kill. He bent down and swung the deer over his shoulder...

Re: Sir Valence of Vaydale.

Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 12:40 am
by Rick-Ricks
"Stop! Peasant, do you not know that it is a crime to kill the kings deer?" A voice came from the trees.
The Man stopped, closing his eyes tightly he let out a breath slowly. "This is Vaydale Stock, check the brand behind the ears!"
"Even so, unless you have permission from the the lady of Vaydale it will cost you your hand!" The voice shouted back.

Re: Sir Valence of Vaydale.

Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 12:54 am
by CastleLord
"A tall and well buildt man walked out of the trees and looked at our hero.
He then said:
"Well what do you have to say?"
Our hero went Silent.
The man answered:
"Ok. You are comming with me..."

Re: Sir Valence of Vaydale.

Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 2:13 pm
by friskywhiskers
CastleLord wrote:"A tall and well buildt man walked out of the trees and looked at our hero.
He then said:
"Well what do you have to say?"
our hero just went mute.
The man then answered:
"Ok. You are comming with me..."
Thanks for replying, but next time please use preper grammer/spelling. Thanks!

Re: Sir Valence of Vaydale.

Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 2:49 pm
by CastleLord
Ok. and btw what word is preper?
I'll post some more.

He then got handcuffs put on his wrists and taken along the path towards Lady Vaydales keep.
Our hero was silent the whole journey and could only think about what the good Lady would do with him.
He then looked up and to his suprise he saw...

Re: Sir Valence of Vaydale.

Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 5:51 pm
by JoshWedin
Can I interrupt here for a second?

Criticizing additions to a story seems a bit over the top if the additions don't mess things up. Also, it would add more credibility to your argument if your own critique was spelled properly.

Just sayin',
Josh

PS. We now return you to your regular programming....

Re: Sir Valence of Vaydale.

Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 12:55 am
by friskywhiskers
JoshWedin wrote:Can I interrupt here for a second?

Criticizing additions to a story seems a bit over the top if the additions don't mess things up. Also, it would add more credibility to your argument if your own critique was spelled properly.

Just sayin',
Josh

PS. We now return you to your regular programming....
Sorry... And about that preper word: I just pressed the wrong key :oops: . It`s not like intentionally used bad spelling/grammer like he did. I didn`t mean any hard feelings, I just wanted this story to be good :halo:

Re: Sir Valence of Vaydale.

Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 12:59 am
by friskywhiskers
Bandits! Swarms of bandits were attacking Lady Vaydale`s keep. The magnifecently arcitectured building was up in flames! "No!" Cried Valence. He donned his bow and rushed into the hordes of theives...

Re: Sir Valence of Vaydale.

Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 10:14 pm
by CastleLord
Valance ran towards the keep and on the way he found his cousin Horian lying there bleeding.
he fell too his knees and started to aid his cousin, but he was too late.
He then got up and charged the castle with great anger and...

CastleLord.

Re: Sir Valence of Vaydale.

Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 1:10 am
by friskywhiskers
seeing red shot arrows blindly, without aiming, killing many bandits and keep guards alike. "Ah, the power of anger; so crude yet so powerful!" A mysterious cloaked figure said witha philosiphical air...

Re: Sir Valence of Vaydale.

Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 3:41 am
by mystuffiscool
...He swept toward the keep with an air of command, surveying the fray with authority, yet with an underlying...Feeling. It was a feeling that made him look as if he were plotting to kill them all, yet controlling them at the same time.
The stranger swiftly, yet determinedly walked toward the keep, with one intention: to...