Harlan
Peasant
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Joined - April 2018
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Post by Harlan on Apr 29, 2018 9:41:44 GMT
Harlan was calmed when Tim told him he only found dead people. He’d had enough fighting for one night. “Gold or not, I think it’s best if we be on our way. I, for one, consider myself lucky to have my life.” He looked from Donal’s corpse to Pete’s. “Let’s divvy up the loot when we are safe. I hear someone mention a secluded island, no?”
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Post by Tim of Raventree on Apr 29, 2018 9:56:52 GMT
"Oh, aye. It ain't no proper island but it's big enough to 'old us. You lot wi' 'orses will 'ave to ride or lead 'em, rest o' us can take t'boat," Tim replied. "I'll row." Not that he had much choice about that, since Daven was gravely injured and that left him or Barley to row the boat, since the rest had horses.
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Post by Edwyn Blackfort on Apr 29, 2018 10:41:54 GMT
Alyn watched Vex spur her horse towards Tim before reclaiming his own horse. He loaded the chainmail and shield and swung himself into the saddle. It had been a bloody night's work with six dead by his count. And little if anything to show for it. The secluded island sounded like a good temporary refuge for them.
It was time to go. Alyn clicked his tongue in a signal for his horse to move. Together they moved into the darkness away from the farmhouse and its horrors. Just as a precaution he drew his sword and laid it across his knees as they moved towards the island.
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Barley
High Lord
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Joined - May 2016
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Post by Barley on Apr 30, 2018 6:42:03 GMT
Seeing as people had been healed over the weekend by the ubiquitous Harlan, Barley went to the river to go after Donald horse, as they were a hot commodity right now, then rode it over to the islet.
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