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(So that is how you spell damn. I had forgot.)

 

Thank for alert me , i will Study Hard of English !:p

 

(You didn't have to quote the WHOLE post.)

 

(Could someone please do two things, 1. Let me write my character, 2. Get this thread back up and running.

 

(1. Haven't you already written your character?
2. I can't do it because I was last to post in the roleplay)

 

(Me than)

I ride and ride as the road starts to get less steep. I look back to see if anything/anyone is following and satisfied I slow down to a steady trot. After about 5 more minutes I see that no one is following me close behind so I dismount. It's been a hard ride for Nero.

After about 2 more hours we are back at the bottom of the Mountain. Unsure of which direction to head now I head East to see what awaits me there.

 

(I had no email notificiations, so I assumed that this was abandoned, glad to see that wasn't the case! :D)

This tower felt weird, and I don't mean weird in a 'hocus pocus' way, I mean weird in a 'we-are-all-going-to-die' way.However, when I voiced my concerns to Baldulf, all I got was a mocking stare, and a somewhat patronizing pat on the head for my trouble.

"Baldulf! Look! I've found something!" Cavall's voice rang out along the stone halls.

We went to look, expecting, knowing Cavall's low expectations, a wooden chair, or perhaps a strangely shaped piece of dust on the floor. What Cavall found though, was a little bit better.

"A chest!" Cavall's childish eyes light up with greed "Let's open it!"

"You fool!" I cried. "What if it is a trap?"

"A trap?" Baldulf smirked in a tone that made me want to punch him. "Honestly Shax, rigged treasure chests are only in stories and underground Pharoah's tombs! I'm sure that this is perfectly safe"

And with that, Baldulf strode up to the chest, and savagely ripped the lid off its hinges.

"Its....empty?"

Suddenly, the room started to violently shake, one hundred year old stones breaking loose!

The floor vanished under our feet. We fell.

Just before we hit the water so very far below, I had time for one more quick thought.

'Idiot'

 

(LOL, I actually said that earlier on. It's happened to me a few time too so don't feel bad)

 

(Hehehehe, Baldulf's an idiot. Well, I guess this is a kind of story.)

 

I have been hiding in a hole... and have come back for my rightfull stuff... SHTUFF, (has anyone volunteered to be my X yet)

I must say though... DAFORL IS BACK

 

(No one has volunteered for X)

 

(someone MUST volunteer for X)

 

(Why not make him an NPC?)

 

(then who would play him?)

 

(No one and anyone(ish). It's like the zombies. I don't specifically play them, yet I control them (in a way). NPC stands for Non-playable Character.

 

(HNNG lukepop and superblackcat you are not in this roleplay! NOT. Is that clear? I feel like just stopping this due to all the spam and weird twists, I have no shame saying that I've lost the interest a long time ago. Let's stop it, or do you still want to continue? Just say.
I can hang on if the majority wants it.)

 

(why am i not? i think i was in... D:::)

 

(Grammer, I think.)

 

(Sorry Hella, but it had to be done. After all, Baldulf is basically a thug. A noble thug, but a thug nonetheless. Why don't you make a post? Might be good to get the rp going again! :))