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Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Ch. 2, Page 3
Robilar reached around his neck and lifted the whistle out from under his cloak. Captain Drake was a stickler for protocols such as using the signal whistles. The green recruit was still staring off into the woods and babbling. Robilar tried not to be too annoyed. After all, this boy would probably not live through the night.
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Hmmm, Robilar's already seasoned here, but perhaps not yet the "Lord Robilar" of infamy? It would be fun to see you guys explore his past a bit more, methinks!
ReplyDeleteAllan.
A few thousand xp gets you "seasoned", but no where near ready for lordship...
ReplyDeleteMust be quite the Adventuring Party to get Robilar so excited!
ReplyDeleteCan't wait to "meet" them! :D
I wonder what level Tenser is at this time?
ReplyDeleteRats! I saw Mort's posting and thought this was the next chapter :D
ReplyDeleteAllan.