originally posted in:The New Dojo
[i]a tall man with a nasty scar running one length of the left side of his face walks up. He has shaggy black with gray hair and bluegray eyes he is covered in bluslish grey scales he's got a stern look in his eyes[/i]
"Hi old man my name is hovark"he says
English
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"Did you just call me The Old?" Sakuret said, taking off the fake skin and makeup to reveal a smoother face, but the beard and hair stayed the same. "God damn that is disrespectful."
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"Sticks and stones young man"says hovark [i]hovark just looks at man and wonders why he was dressed like that.[/i] "Sorry but im much older compared to you"says hovark
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"I'm 39. But I've experienced more than one would want.." He said to Hovark, reaching into his pocket for a pack of cigarettes."
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"Heh im way older than you i just age really slow. Im 500,000 years old. Im a dragon"says hovark
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Sakuret started to slow clap. "Good for you. You're a fücking dragon, so what?"
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[i]hovark crosses his arms[/i] "Your a cocky shit you know. heh i like that. Do you wanna spar ?"hovark
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"No." Sakuret said, bringing out a simple coin and rubbing it.
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"Okay well im going go do something esle then"says hovark [i]with that he walks off heading towards toward the sparring grounds[/i]
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[spoiler]shit damn typos i meant old man *facepalms* [/spoiler]