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Post by Josh on Jun 26, 2006 3:08:42 GMT -5
Characters: Taigikori, Vandred.
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Post by UrukHaiSlayer on Jun 26, 2006 3:12:41 GMT -5
Name: Vandred of the Corsairs
Race: Elven
Age: 2,523
Weight: 183 pounds
Height: 6’2”
Occupation: Assassin
Mount: Owns a brown, male steed named Nazgrel. Has a black mane and white hooves.
Weapons: Wields two elven blades that he has given the names Zero and Scourge to them. Also carries a bow by the name of Ashenvale. Holsters foot long mithril-tipped arrows in a brown leather quiver. Keeps a six inch mithril dagger stowed in his right boot.
Appearance: Illidan has a chiseled figure. Illidan rarely shows any signs of expression. He has long and black hair that touches his shoulders and keeps a clean shave. His skin has a dark tan due to the amount of time he spends outdoors. Illidan wears a black blindfold around his head because of being blind.
Clothes/Armor: Mithril armor colored in black and gold which has ancient designs of dragons in it, dark green tunic that is worn over the mithril armor, brown pants, dark brown leather boots that reach halfway to his knees, and a black elven cloak which he uses for camouflage.
Special Abilities: Illidan has become a professional swordsman and bowman over the past hundred years. He has also become a master of stealth. Illidan uses his swift agility and keen judgment to gain victory over his foes. Illidan may be blind but it enhances his other four senses. Illidan’s blades have the mysterious powers to absorb dark magic.
Personality: Mysterious and can be stubborn at times.
History: (I'll do it later)
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Post by UrukHaiSlayer on Jun 26, 2006 3:29:08 GMT -5
Deep into the midst of Lothlorien four young, nieve elves were enjoying themselves. Taigikori and Vandred have been friends over the past 2,000 years and were finally having intercourse with their elven wives. Vandred gave Taigikori a thumbs up as he was pounding away at Wildflower's ass. Faile and Wildflower then quickly stopped the two men and began eating eachother out. Vandred clenched his fist into the air and gave out a loud shout of joy. Suddenly Vandred's ear twitched and before he realized what had occured, Faile and Wildflower had been snatched up and taken into the woods of the border of Lorien. Vandred felt his legs buckle and proceeded to black out.
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Post by Josh on Jun 26, 2006 3:50:27 GMT -5
OOC: ECKKKKS MOTHER FUCKKKING DEEEEEEEE
Taigikori and Vandred made their way towards the edges of Lorien. The cries of their freshly fucked wives still in the trees as his hand was on his elvish longsword hilt above his right shoulder. "Orc...heading East...", Taigikori's eyes gazed at the trail of earth the band of orcs had churned up from their hastened retreat. "Our wives...what do they want with them alive?!", yelled Taigikori to the trees as he fell to his knees, wiping the remainder of Faile's love juice from his upper lip. "We must persue Vandred! At all costs! The lady Galadriel will understand if we can't give her her monthly fuck session. Right now, we need not waste time!", Taigikori looked to his friend. Rising from the ground, he looked as several of their kin emerged from the sorrounding wood bearing light armor and several days supply of food, as well as two war horses fit for their persuit. "These will you need.", stated the blond haired Noldorian who bowed his head to Taigikori and Vandred. Taigikori recongized the Noldorian, a fag amoung their kin, and a known lover to Celeborn when Galadriel was angered with the Lord of Lothlorien. What a bunch of queers the high elven warrior thought as he turned to Vandred. "We ride..."
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