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Post by Stoakly Centurio on Apr 25, 2007 19:39:09 GMT
*Stoakly nods to Engel, a smile upn his face.* Engel m'frien', I'd be delighted to come along! *He follows the rest, winking at Ashnel. Placing down the hammer, the ferret looks to Tinsy.* Whats the riddle? Where are we out now? *Stoakly asks, a confused expression on his face.*
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Post by Ammy,Moonstreak,and Whistler on Apr 26, 2007 0:28:11 GMT
OOC:It wasn't a hint. This riddle is taking us in a different direction than it was meant to but it still makes sense.It's like it has a mind of it's own. BIC:**Ammy holds out the parchment to Stoakly.**This is the riddle.We are going outside to look at the willows and the mistletoe to see if we can find anything that will help us.
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Post by Tinsy Stormsight on Apr 26, 2007 0:31:00 GMT
*Regen jerks a thumb at the doorway, nodding. *Yep, that's what we're doin'...in th' rain, o' course. *He grins at the ferret and starts for the door at a moderate pace, apparently unexcited at the prospect of looking at some trees.*
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Post by Ammy,Moonstreak,and Whistler on Apr 26, 2007 0:39:01 GMT
Of course in the rain.**Ammy heads toward the door a little bit faster than Regen, trying not to show her excitement.**Then no one will see us and wonder what we're doing.Or they will see us on accident and wonder so much that they come out to meet us.Either way, it's still raining and there is nothing we could do about it.
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Post by Tinsy Stormsight on Apr 26, 2007 0:44:20 GMT
*Regen nods and pauses so that Ammy can get through the door first. *I see. *He glances outside at the darkening clouds, looking vaguely annoyed. *We shouldn' get too close t' th' lake.....m' uncle got struck by lightin' that way. *'Course, he was wearin' armor.
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Post by Ammy,Moonstreak,and Whistler on Apr 26, 2007 0:50:13 GMT
We should be fine as long as we don't go into the water.**Ammy looks at him with amusement showing in her eyes before stepping outside and speaks over her shoulder.**Why was your uncle outside in the rain and lightning wearing armor?
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Post by Tinsy Stormsight on Apr 26, 2007 0:53:34 GMT
*Oh.....he's a knight. Anyhow, he had t' do some tournament or whichever......y' know how those things are....an' it started storming... *Regen makes a jabbing motion with one paw and grins.* *Zot. *His fur is still a couple shades darker t' this day.
*The squirrel follows Ammy outside, still grinning wickedly.*
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Post by Ammy,Moonstreak,and Whistler on Apr 26, 2007 1:00:00 GMT
That must'a hurt.My fur tingles just thinking about it.Ugh.I'm surprised he's still alive.*Ammy makes a face that would have birds falling right out of their trees, dead.**
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Post by Tinsy Stormsight on Apr 26, 2007 1:03:52 GMT
*Regen shrugs.* *Well, he is a little fried in th' head... *The squirrel glances about, taking note of the sky to the east, which is looking rather black. * *Which tree d'we wanna look at firs'?
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Post by Ammy,Moonstreak,and Whistler on Apr 26, 2007 1:13:20 GMT
Why don't we start over there?It looks like quite a bit of willows and moss.**Ammy points to a group of trees a bit away that look like they're almost all willows and have moss on them.**
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Apr 26, 2007 17:44:00 GMT
Moss on the north side o' them, *Ashnel corrects, absent-mindedly. He turns to Regen and shruggs, as though to say he's lost on what to do now. All the same, the squirrel follows Ammy outside and towards the lake.*
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Post by Tinsy Stormsight on Apr 26, 2007 17:53:00 GMT
*Regen glances at Ashnel, then starts for the willows in a slow walk.* Well, I guess th' ladies'll know what we're lookin' for...
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Post by Ammy,Moonstreak,and Whistler on Apr 27, 2007 1:36:45 GMT
**Ammy walks ,sure of foot ,toward the trees and the moss.she doesn't say anything, just lets the rain wet her fur and keeps walking, looking around at they're surroundings.**It's close to the lake, those are the closest trees that are willows, there is lots of moss, it should be right.
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Post by Tinsy Stormsight on Apr 27, 2007 14:36:18 GMT
*Regen glances around at the surrounding willows. *Aye, but which tree is it? *He kicks thoughtfully at a patch of moss.*
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Post by Ammy,Moonstreak,and Whistler on Apr 27, 2007 23:05:25 GMT
**Ammy shrugs, her face barly showing any emotions as she is trying to keep her emotions to herself.**The one with the most moss, I guess.**Ammy threads through the willows, noting the trees that had the most moss.**
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