Dirk Karavalenge
Nomadic Trooper 
Mr. Opportunist[M:-25]
A man of very few words
Posts: 224
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Post by Dirk Karavalenge on Jun 4, 2007 18:48:01 GMT -6
Dirk slowly made his way once again to Bulgar. Whatever he would find there, he hoped it wouldn't be that group of warriors, they were really annoying. However, maybe something bigger is going on than what Dirk had first thought. Maybe an uprising, or a rebellion, or even an evil plot using old heroes to gain control of the world! Yeah right...
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Dirk Karavalenge
Nomadic Trooper
Mr. Opportunist[M:-25]
A man of very few words
Posts: 224
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Post by Dirk Karavalenge on Jun 7, 2007 4:03:33 GMT -6
It started to get dark...
Hmm, I forgot to restock my food in Ilia, I'll have to make a side trip to somewhere in Lycia so I can restock, I just hope I don't see any of those people again.
OoC: If you can't see where I'm going with this, you're blind.
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Dirk Karavalenge
Nomadic Trooper
Mr. Opportunist[M:-25]
A man of very few words
Posts: 224
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Post by Dirk Karavalenge on Oct 15, 2007 13:57:17 GMT -6
"Ahh, Sacae once again." Dirk put his old bow away and got his new one out. The old lady at the shop had said it would shoot farther than his old one. Dirk continued his monologue. "I'm gonna just rest for a couple days in Bulgar, I've been traveling too long again."
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