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originally posted in:The Roleplay League
11/20/2015 2:41:11 AM
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[i]Vyliks narrows his eyes. He did not understand the eliksni's actions. All the Guardians ever seemed to want was to kill, and steal, all in the name of their "Light" and the "Traveler".
He slung his line rifle across his back, under his torn crimson cloak. He dropped from the rocky ridge he stood upon, striding towards the eliksni.[/i]
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[i]Fear gnawed at me, but I stood firm, I watched with intent and tried to make myself look taller by fluffing my hair up[/i]
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[i]As he grew closer, he called out in the Eliksni tongue in response. "I am of no house! I am here to scavenge, and was protecting fellow eliksni!"
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John gently placed a hand on the Elinski's shoulder. As to not scare her. This was a volatile situation. One wrong move could lead back to swapping lead... Or energy... Whatever the Wire Rifles used. John shook his head and pulled the female behind him. John watched the other Vandal stride down and noticed he stored his rifle. John did the same with his sword and managed to unclench his fist. He was trying to make peace, but not sure how. He figured he might as well try something that the other Vandal will recognize. He called out the formal greeting for Elinski when two Houses crossed paths. "From what House do you hail and for what purpose do you speak?" The last message he spoke was ignored. Granted he probably sounded so thick with some strange accent of both human and Kings Speak but still.
