Voda Vosa
First Post
OOC: Koryo are you there? Could anyone send him a private or recall him about this game, if he is in another game with anyone?
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The man doesn’t complain about the rope around him, and now sits under the willow tree, secured. The weapons of the house are almost calling you.
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[sblock= Ban Lu]
The pair of honor-less sailors swing their blades against one of the officers. They cut him several times with their short jiams. The officer drops to the ground, unconscious and bleeding. Despair and anger fill the other officer’s heart, and he uses his weapon to dig a hole in the mutinied man’s back. The crewman drops his sword and grabs the blade of the officer’s jiam, protruding from his chest. With blood coming out of his mouth, the pitiful rat falls to the ground, shaking with death convulsions.
OOC: Nasty
You are up btw
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[sblock= Z W]
Understanding who you were, the man relaxes. He breathes the infusion slowly. “Thanks for your kindness stranger…” The man manages to say. He seems better, but his wounds need tending and his body needs rest. “We… Fight with honor… Didn’t we? Heh… Poor Bo Cho… He was a good man… a goo…” the soldier faint and pass out. He still breathes but is now unconscious.
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[sblock= K L S]
The man doesn’t complain about the rope around him, and now sits under the willow tree, secured. The weapons of the house are almost calling you.
[/sblock]
[sblock= Ban Lu]
The pair of honor-less sailors swing their blades against one of the officers. They cut him several times with their short jiams. The officer drops to the ground, unconscious and bleeding. Despair and anger fill the other officer’s heart, and he uses his weapon to dig a hole in the mutinied man’s back. The crewman drops his sword and grabs the blade of the officer’s jiam, protruding from his chest. With blood coming out of his mouth, the pitiful rat falls to the ground, shaking with death convulsions.
OOC: Nasty

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[sblock= Z W]
Understanding who you were, the man relaxes. He breathes the infusion slowly. “Thanks for your kindness stranger…” The man manages to say. He seems better, but his wounds need tending and his body needs rest. “We… Fight with honor… Didn’t we? Heh… Poor Bo Cho… He was a good man… a goo…” the soldier faint and pass out. He still breathes but is now unconscious.
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