Lord Of The LEGO wrote:...Jaythus Van Hawkonus, Santis Rufusclaw, Solesstorn...
Drinks all around!
E of Alshire wrote:A huzzah for each CCRP Character!
The Green Knight wrote:Dude.
You know its times like these that I ask myself what makes this thing we share so special. Is it the time and love we've put into it? The people we get to do it with maybe? Or is it something else all together?
Well, whatever the case, here's to the Classic Castle Roleplay and everyone who's made it what it is.
Cheers to each one of us. Each and every one.
Lol Hey man, the RP is a beautiful thing.Lord Nev wrote:That's so beautiful.
Barbod felt the saber tear his flesh. It was on the same spot as his scar. The memory of his father shot into his head. His life was flashing before his eyes. An innocent child with an eyepatch. An old man and an elk. Falcons. Bulls. Pain. It was too much for Barbod to take. He had to focus. Where was he?
His head cracked against the ground. So little time had passed. He had fallen to the ground. Was it all a dream?
His vision blurred, then cleared. The assassin stood over him, sword poised, ready to strike.
“Just like your father went.” The assassin said. “Beg for your life, Bull. BEG!”
Where am I?
“BEG!!! Beg in front of all your men!”
Where is my spear?
The assassin raised his saber in both hands.
By my feet.
Barbod now had his spear between his legs, sticking straight up. He kicked his spear. Hard and sure. It shot up, like a dart, striking Faolin in the back of the neck. His eyes went a milky white. He fell on top of Barbod, but rolled off. Barbod rose to his feet, and picked up his fallen spear. He breathed a sigh of relief.
Faolan the Assassin was dead.
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