The Village Boy (Jarl Tiberius and Passion's Kiss)
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				Title: <strong>The Village Boy (Jarl Tiberius and Passion's Kiss)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jarl Tiberius</strong> on <strong>13-06-2008, 14:43:32</strong>
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				Shen Hao Village, South West China | Early 1800 <br><br>Hal (http://www.flickr.com/photos/27450436@N07/2574672081/) could feel his muscles dispersing while the sun blaze down, unleashing its rage, radically radiant and the blazing earth tries to fight back reluctant but yet rapacious like a young woman denying her orgasm, reckless but yet ransack.&nbsp; He could feel his feets flaming through the leather sandals as he walks, often runs on the narrow walkway close to the cotton fields. Heading for the old temple on the other side of the village; as he heard a rumor that a guest from east visited his village and was seeking for a hand with few things, if Hal can reach on time he might get some work and a few coins.<br><br>Hal looks like early twenties but lags way behind his age, immature and stubborn. It’s difficult for man like such to get a appropriate work in Shen Hao. a small village in south west China close to a Tabya Tsaku. The village itself is quite a famous place, with a heroic history. Shen Hao means deeply heroic and this name was given to the village by the legendry king Chin himself. In memory of the warriors from south west parts of China who died fulfilling his dream of uniting China. Hal mostly wanders around the village like a hooligan, always in some or the other trouble, pulling up fights with kids way young then him. People hardly trust him with the responsibilities but with his intelligence, they shouldn’t trust him at all. <br><br>Few years back an old woodcutter chopping down a dead tree found Hal in the big hollow trunk. The lonely and broken woodcutter who had none to call his own saw this like a blessing from god and made a choice of raising Hal like his own son, hoping that Hal will be an investment for his worse days which ought to come soon . But Hal who can hardly take care of himself has nothing to return and is turning out to be a liability rather then an asset. <br><br>Hal is so immature that he can’t even understand the realism; that his father is old and dying now but still fighting to feed and shelter a 20 year old young man when it should be the other way around. Though Hal looks grown but he is only a child inside, he was already a teen when his father found him around 6 year back but just like a new born and grown, which always puzzled his father. His father thought him as best as he could, to talk, walk, run, love, hate, laugh and cry but it was not possible for his father to change a kid of 6 to a man of 20 and that too only in 6 years. His father succumbed to Mother Nature because of his health but he worries about Hal day and night… often his eyes get wet as million of questions sprints back and forth in his mind about Hal. <br><br>How Hal will survive when he is not there any more? How people will treat him? Will they care to feed him?&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Of course no one knows the answers to his questions now. For now the old man can only hope for the future and curse the past. <br><br>Hal reached to the old temple, but find none there….he walks around for a while hoping to find the guest people were talking about, but none is there…the thought of losing the few coins he could have made but only if he could have reached a little early and the thoughts of losing the promise of new cloths and new sandals and wine to his father …was actually enough to bring tears to his eyes, a man of 20, a boy of 6.&nbsp; <br><br>“Guest of east…. are you here?” He screams for the last time…hopes still alive.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Village Boy (Lord Raevn and Spazy's dreams)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadow's Kiss</strong> on <strong>13-06-2008, 21:35:49</strong>
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				THe guest of the east, as still there of course. BUT, she isn't available as dream land held her for the moment. Being a slayer, a family history came back in her life time. Ok, more of the history later, more of what she is doing her right? Well, she is here to kill a being that her family locked away, back where it came from. Now, lets go to why she is sleeping. Long walk with her horse to this spot, of the town where it all would begin, a palm reader told her where to go. now, why she is sleeping. Well she is tired.<br><br><br>The dream started not that long ago, but the vividness of it, was so real she can feel the cloth in her hand, even the smell and music around her. Light jasmine permeated the air as the soft sounds of music filled her mind and soul. It was a masked ball, in her mind in her dreams. She looked at the man with the brownish hair, that fell down to his shoulder's or omre, it was tied with a twine, so she can only guess. The attire, was that of something else a suit that hid alot of his body, if he held weapons on his body, she didn't know not even where her hands was. One was in his hand shoulder length, the hands twined together as the body swayed softly in a delicate circle the hips dipped just enough to move. She smiled her hair, moved gently with the light wind they both was making. Her soft hues watching his face, still wondering who it was that hid his face. She smiled and spoke, but no words was uttered, but mouths moved up and down in a talking fashion. The dream ended, as it always does. Her hand reaching up to remove the mask, revealing no face at all. But, to her the hand of her's went from his upper arm, from the dance, to her mouth as the mask fell from the hand that held it. <br><br>Shattering the mask, she turned and fled her long ball gown twirled around her ankles. She felt faint, as his body collided with her's. She woke up sweaty. The dream was getting worse and worse, with each passing day. And she tried to figure out what it ment to her, to keep it from happening.&nbsp; Her hand over her heart, while her body ached from feeling like a horse ran over her body. She put her hands on her head, the elbow's on her knees a sigh shifted from her lips slowly, like a gentle waterfall. She waited a few moments, before getting up and walking over to the bassoon that was filled with water. Splashing the water on her small hand, she splashed her face, then patted her wet face with a towel. She moved, "Oh father" She whispered, as her hand curled around the swords on the end of the bed, where she found her self not that long ago curled around the sword in a tight grip placing it on her hip, the other along her back. She pulled the light blond hair in a high, tight ponytail. The next thing she put on was the cloak over her traveling outfit. Her father died on the way there, from an attack of over sized wolves. She had to rip a few of her clothing, to help and try to stop the bleeding. So her mid driff was showing the slender tight stomach crossed over the threshold.<br><br>She went down the steps towards the front area to pay for the night. Sayomi (http://www.checkoutmyink.com/assets/photos/0012/5402/Lorenzo_Sperlonga-TarPit_large.jpg) Thanked him for the night, and took a slice of bread. She would worry about food later, when she got a good headstart on the day's journey. Hearing the boy call for her, she tilted her head and her soft almond shaped eyes blinked slowly. She moved up to him, the cloak covering her body, as two shiny swords, held on her body, ready for action, one handle was pointed up, the other down. "Ye, called me?" She asked looking at him, she flicked her eyes over his body for any weapons that was ready to harm her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Village Boy (Lord Raven and Spazy's dreams)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jarl Tiberius</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 11:20:40</strong>
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				“guest of east…I am Hal son of woodcutter Mao, I live near to the lake Tabya Tsaku…I heard you need help…I am here to help” Hal answered her, amazed looking at a women…a warrior. A smile so proud…proving she can conquer anything she desire…swords hanging in her waist…a women so fragile yet so strong.<br><br>“Do you need help?” he asked walking closer to the warrior as joined hands greets her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Village Boy (Lord Raven and Spazy's dreams)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadow's Kiss</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 23:10:10</strong>
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				"Hello, Hal son of mao" She said with a light bow of respect, her hand over her heart as her head went and dipped low enough to consider respect. She smiled as she straightened up, her hands at her side, showing nothing but friendliness. The head tilted to the side, as his words and her considering them. She took a deep breath in, the eyes closed as her mind went in to full blast thinking and considering faster then before. "Yes, I need help" She said with a light smile her eyes, opened and her head tilted up to see him better. "I need to get through the forest, and since your a woodcutter. I guess, your better help then anyone here" She said with a light chuckle. "And the price of this help would be how much?" She asked, her head tilted to the side, the pony tail moved gently bouncing as it left her back and slighly moved to her shoulder.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Village Boy (Lord Raven and Passion's Kiss)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jarl Tiberius</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 14:03:56</strong>
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				“Yes I am a woodcutter” Hal screams with joy then scratches his head with a confuse look as he calculates the money he will need to buy new cloths for his father. <br><br>“2….. no 3 silver coins” He answers the strange women with eyebrows tiled up, wondering is she will accept it or just she might just deny. Should have asked less, he mumbles to himself softly.<br><br>“Why do you have swords?” he points at them…”do you work for the king?” like a curious kid, he has a number of questions for her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Village Boy (Lord Raven and Passion's Kiss)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadow's Kiss</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 21:31:31</strong>
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				She blinked as he squeaked and well, acted like a child. BUT, who better then someone that did spend so much time in the woods, child or not was a wood cutter. "Three coins is fine" She chuckled, if he did a good job, she would probably get him 4 total, one extra for making sure she got there faster and easier. She tilted her head and observed the sky for a brife moment before her mind came crashing down.<br><br>Swords. "Well, they used to belong to my father and my father before him, and before him" She said smiling softly as the thumb caressed the tip of hte hilt for a brief moment. With a sighed mind, she looked at him. "Do you mind if we get started before, the night falls?" She asked, wondering if he needed anything before they departed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Village Boy (Lord Raven and Passion's Kiss)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jarl Tiberius</strong> on <strong>17-06-2008, 16:02:59</strong>
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				“yes…lets go” he smiled at her…not really bother what he is getting himself into and neither he is&nbsp; mature enough to understand the consciousnesses, all he cares is the coins he will be making out of it. <br><br>“My father said I should always take the money first” he said raising his hand to her with a smile on his face. “if you run off later…..” He said innocently looking at her.<br><br>Hal is still looking at the swords…quite amazed to see a warrior in real after last time kings soldiers visited his village <br>&nbsp; <br>“Will you teach Me how to fight? I want to work for the king…. ” he wonder looking at her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Village Boy (Lord Raven and Passion's Kiss)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadow's Kiss</strong> on <strong>19-06-2008, 03:39:25</strong>
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				"half now" she said bringing half the money&nbsp; from the pouch at her side. Reaching out with her hand, the finger's curled around the coins then, once she outstretched the hand the palm revealed the items. "half when you take me there" She said, <br><br>"Same reason, DOn't want you to run off" She said, with the worry held in her sky blue hues flicking here and there over his face, reading the emotions, even the eyebrow's that held alot of the emotions and able to read the face better. <br><br>"I may" She didn't know fully of what the future held, if she had to, to protect himself. Her lips pulled in a smile, as the shoulder's rose and fell.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Village Boy (Lord Raven and Passion's Kiss)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jarl Tiberius</strong> on <strong>20-06-2008, 00:58:14</strong>
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				“I will not run off” Hal laughs loud and raises his hand to take the coins “My father will get mad if I do that” he slides the coins in his pocket and looks at her.<br><br>“We should be moving, else it will get dark before we could cross the forest and it’s not safe, and there are thieves and wild animal” he said politely as he turns around looking at the forest, he knows the area very well “we should be going from the left… that will be shortest way” <br><br>Then he turns around looking if she needs any help with her gears “I will love to learn how to fight” Hal mumbles softly then he turned his head to her. <br><br>“Why are you going there….its a scary place and people don’t visit there usually……My father says that there is an evil spirit there.” Hal wonders looking at her.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Village Boy (Lord Raven and Passion's Kiss)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadow's Kiss</strong> on <strong>20-06-2008, 20:51:00</strong>
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				She chuckled as he told her, he won't run off. Its not like it happened before, she just don't trust that part especially, when it involved money. The hand rose and pushed a few invisible strands of hair behind her ear as the smile held on her lips. <br><br>Looking up at the sky, she knew he was right. The sun was hanging there, threating to hurry up and get to the other side for the darkness to ensue.&nbsp; She pushed the pack on her shoulder, once she was sure all was there. Enough food for 2 weeks, the bare essentials the herbs and some rice. The rest would come from the forest the meat and the like. She pushed one hand through the smaller strands on her head with a nod. "Yea, your right" She muttered as the hands tucked one on a sword, the other in the belt on her hip. <br><br>"I am meeting a man there" She started as her mind went over for thoughts that can help her out of this. The youth looked at him, her eyes held his for a brief moment. "He sent me a word about my father, and I am to help him." She finished with a light smile. <br><br>"No, there is no such thing" She wanted him not to worry, when it was true so deadly true. She started to walk next to him, once he started to walk towards the left side toward the forest and the trail.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Village Boy (Lord Raven and Passion's Kiss)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jarl Tiberius</strong> on <strong>21-06-2008, 23:33:02</strong>
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				“I will pick up your belongings...you are paying me money for that” Hal helps her with some of her luggage on his back as they start to walk close to the forest, Hal pull out a blade from his waist and starts to chop down the minute plants in their path.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>“Yes, there is a evil spirit my father said so” he tends to argue with her as anyone with his adulthood stage will do…though she denied it to Hal but she knows it very well what waits there, near Tabya Tsaku for her…of course its not a fiery land. <br><br>Hal always felt the forest was incredibly familiar to him…every tree, every hill and every cave like he lived there for years, though he never did. His father always told him to stay away from the forest, especially the lake Tabya Tsaku. He made it clear and Hal never dared to go near the lake but like a young child the curiosity has always been there. Hal often dreams about a red hollow tree trunk…it composes him, just the though of it does. It’s the same feeling when one imagines his mother, the same comfort and the same affection.<br><br>Hal’s Mother is waiting for him beneath the forests, close to the lake; the red tree trunk still beholds Hal’s way. Accumulating her love for his son…she will surely confer it to Hal one day.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>“So when will you teach me fighting” he looks at the guest of east.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Village Boy (Lord Raven and Passion's Kiss)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadow's Kiss</strong> on <strong>24-06-2008, 07:28:35</strong>
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				She looked at him, wondering why he would carry that much. Shrugging in her mind as the pack's was on the backs. "Of course" she whispered slowly, not for his benefit, but she was already in deep thought. Channeling all she had, slowly working it up incase...incase of what she wondered. Her mind so far away, that it was amazing that she was walking in a straight line at all. <br><br>Blinking as her mind was broken through by his words, she looked around wondering how she got this far, hen sighed slowly in a deep breath taken from hours ago. "well if its there, then i shall take it down" She replied with a silky chuckle of her laughter. Helping him set up camp for the night, she smiled and watched him apart of her started to feel for him, more then a companion, but it was just her own body responding to her thoughts. She shook her head and rose a hand to bat a fly away with a snort and pass of her thoughts. THe person she thinks of, was always fuzzy same as the person in her mind, it could be anyone really that she thought of. <br><br>She blinked as the second tent was made up, watching him help her she felt ok around him, the opposite of the usual feeling. Even if they was nice she was still tensed. Guessing in her mind is just screwed up. THe lips parted as the chuckle came back silky as ever. "When i think the time is right" She whispered, hey if he attacked her, she would respond and his lession would start. So in reality she is letting him chose when he feels ready, then she may show him exactly why she thinks its not time.
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				Post by: <strong>Jarl Tiberius</strong> on <strong>26-06-2008, 12:26:04</strong>
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				Hal walks ahead leading the way quite amazed with her few but sober words, waving the blade in air, chopping down the infant plants as he hold the coins through his grayish cotton shirt afraid of losing them.<br><br>“You can take down the evil spirit?” Hal stops for a while “you can’t take it down… My father said to keep away from that place, we shouldn’t be going there at all” his father’s advice started to conquer him. But then he feels his legs going against his own wish, like something is pulling him closer. Hal fight to stop himself but covet thoughts takes over his mind. He grips grows stronger on the blade. Hal feels an agitated energy flowing in his veins, growing stronger with every footstep.<br><br>“What business?” Hal hissed but his voice is not innocent anymore but harsh and cold “what business she has here?”&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Shadow's Kiss</strong> on <strong>27-06-2008, 06:38:15</strong>
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				She went back in to her deep thought, remembering the tail and how her family did it in the first place. Her hands moving in rythem of the branches as they went back at her, she pushed them aside before they smacked her in the face. Stepping over the logs and large stones that was in her way.<br><br>She snapped back to the present with a soft "Wha..." Then smiled, "Well if the spirit is there, lets hope that its not mad" She chuckled lightly and shrugged her narrow shoulders, the air tensed around her, she arched an eyebrow. "Is everything ok up there?" SHe asked taking a few extra steps quicker then before, to catch up to his side to pear over.<br><br>"Huh?" She was confused as he spoke in third person. "Just meeting a friend" She said moving ahead, taking her sword out and started her own slashing, to move abit more forward before stopping and looking at him. "Are you ok, if you are feeling rather sick, please go home" She didn't want a harmed anyone, on her mind or hands. 
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				Post by: <strong>Jarl Tiberius</strong> on <strong>29-06-2008, 09:17:37</strong>
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				“I am not sick, why would you think that?” Hal stops for a while and turns around with a smile across his lips, wondering what’s wrong with her. A while back she was talking usual but now she thinks that he is sick. <br><br>“I am okay…” Hal starts chopping down branches again. “We are wasting time!” <br><br>They once again start heading to the lake. Hal is walking fast wants to make sure of the guest safety and nothing like if they could reach there before the sunset.<br><br>“Come on….don’t be so slow” Hal shouts as he looks at her over his shoulder.
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				Post by: <strong>Shadow's Kiss</strong> on <strong>29-06-2008, 09:40:22</strong>
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				She sighed and shook her head, the fingerless glove went up and brushed the hair from her face. THe thoughts of yesteryears crossed her mind, but was pushed aside just as quickly as they came. She flicked a small smile on her lips as he stated they must continue, a nod of her head and a flick to send the few strands from her face to the back of her head. She looked up at the sky, judging the hour that has arrived, of course he was right. It was getting late and needs to start going abit faster. Atleast untill they came, towards the destination then maybe she would have him take a break and for one night sleep. Which, wasn't far from her mind, but the touch of doubt held there.<br><br>"I am not slow" She said with a light chuckle of nervousness. A blink. why was she worried for, she didn't understand for the moement, so she shrugged it off. If her family did it once, she can do it to right. "So, Hal How much further?" She asked making light conversation, wondering if he was truly, truly ok
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Village Boy (Lord Raven and Passion's Kiss)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jarl Tiberius</strong> on <strong>30-06-2008, 09:54:45</strong>
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				“Another an hour…I guess but not sure, no one dares to visit that place.” Hal chuckles and scratches his head as he looks at her with the same old naive smile…if only she knew what she was getting herself into, if only she could see the future. Future which will change her entire life and will mark her limits as a human being. Soon she will experience her nightmares and her new definitions for words like fear, sorrow and hate.<br><br>“If you teach me to fight, maybe I will help you with the evil spirit.” He smile looking at her, unaware that he is what the guest of east wish to hunt and soon he will realize this. Soon he will not be same; darkness will engulf the world once he knows his strengths.<br><br>What an irony, she who wish to stop him is about to unleash him.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Shadow's Kiss</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 12:12:25</strong>
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				Nodding her ehad, "ok" she said for an answer, it may be simple but she just wanted to know how much further. Not knowing it was that much closer to her doom, or demise closer and closer with each passing second. The female sighed in the mild heat, the hand went up and wipped her brow, with out a single complaint of the heat nor the 'lets stop a moment.<br><br>She sighed and wanted to punch his face in, but held back her eyes blinked as they went to her hand that was curled at her side. She placed it on the hilt of her sword. "I guess, because i don't wish you harm on this journey, nor would like you to be placed in it. Once we get there, I would ask you to turn around and leave, go home" She said keeping in step with him.&nbsp; "I dont think your mother and father would like it if, i went to them and told them what happened. I would be murdered, before i can explain every thing" She said with a deep frown of her lips, the hand curled more around, the tips stroking the leather that bounded the hilt.
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				Post by: <strong>Jarl Tiberius</strong> on <strong>06-07-2008, 09:22:40</strong>
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				“Okay, but if I will leave then you need to do everything alone….that would be too much of in a lonely and unfamiliar place.” Hal smiled at her with a quite concern look. Sweating as they are walking hasty, the distance between them and Hal’s destiny is decreasing with every step. The tall standing trees had darkened the surroundings with the misty green branches way above from the ground.<br><br>&nbsp;“My mom is dead and my dad will not mind, he is good man.” Hal tried to convince her, like any young boy he wish to be apart of her adventure, thought is not really sure what exactly he is getting himself into. <br><br>Soon the slayer he wishes to learn from will merely exists in front of his evil dominance. He will own a thousand spells for every open of hers and legions of evil sprits, which will conquer anything he wish to take.<br><br>“If you don’t wish to then its okay…” Hal chuckled at the guest.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Village Boy (Lord Raven and Passion's Kiss)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadow's Kiss</strong> on <strong>16-07-2008, 10:23:20</strong>
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				She looked up at the trees, admiring the green look so real it looks fake. A smile crossed her lips, as she looked down at him. "it may be unfamiliar" She started when her steps quickened so that, the words didnt have to be yelled nor be louder then necessary. She felt the heat sticking to her body, drenching with perspiration the clothing sticking to her body. The sword swinging lightly against her side. THe hand curled around it, as the eyes shifted from his face, to the world around them, only to look back at him.<br><br>"Oh" She said, her eyes widdened in shock "I am so sorry" She placed one hand gently on his shoulder, the grip soft and fragile&nbsp; yet so strong. "I didnt..." She stopped how was she to say she didnt know his mother wasn't around anymore. Her lips slowly frowned as the words trickled out, her mind on edge anyways. "I do, I dont see why you need to learn to fight" She said with a soft smile. "you just curl your hand in a fist and punch the person before, the person your fighting punches you first" She said, with a soft and gentle smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Village Boy (Jarl Tiberius and Passion's Kiss)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jarl Tiberius</strong> on <strong>09-10-2008, 15:48:27</strong>
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				Hal grinned at her like she gave him a big lesson and made him a warrior. They walked another few yards and reached to quite a nice spot of grass, and a small pond…it was an ideal place to rest. The sun had traveled half of the sky and was most furious at that time of the day.<br><br>“We can rest here… for while after lunch…” Hal turned around looking at her for an approval. <br>
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