originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
[u]I got the first move.[/u]
[b]Cadmael flies into the air and lands behind Mortar [/b]
[i]i got second![/i]
[b]Kross rushes over to Gore and takes him from the front [/b]
[b]i simply sigh [/b]
"They never learn."
English
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That's not right. I'M Gore, but I changed my name to Mortar. So unless there is a clone of me...
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"I meant it in a way where your inner gore returned."
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That's weird. Because all I remember is a bag over my head when looking at some pentagram thing and I wake up in the Rockies and the sky is bad
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"You're being controlled by someone. But who?"
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*Mortar turns pale*
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"What?"
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I, um... I found a "sacrificial circle" that could bring a certain person to life. That "certain person" could be the one the Deity killed about a month ago.
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"This gets better and better."
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Yea, sorry to screw up your vacation
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"Ah it's nothing. You're a friend." [b]Royal looks over at the others and a fresh wound runs across his cheek[/b] "Besides it wasn't even a vacation."
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That looks painful, how'd ya get that Scar, Roy?
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"Ah it was nothing. Just a disagreement."
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Like your bar fight...
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[u]But worse [/u]
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Oh, okay. Let's try to find that circle thing again
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[i]Where did you see it?[/i]
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Let's see. In the forest, not far from the Dojo. Leyla's bird Nightshade found it first and showed it to me, I try to diffuse it, then I am stuffed in a bag and a second later, I'm in the Rockies. I'm sorry about constantly repeating the Rockies thing, but, it's completely random
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"Yes yes it's understandable. So let's go to the Dojo. I can't really open up any portals so you do it."
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Wit? *Wit recites an incantation, and a portal to the Dojo opens up* Let's go
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[b]Kross and Cadmael enter, sheathing their swords before they do so. While Royal looks at you [/b] "You sure you okay?"
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I think. Let's go
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"Alright." [b]I enter the portal [/b]
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*Mortar dissolves into the ground and reforms back at the dojo*
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"Alright. Which way to the forest?"
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*Mortar walks through the gates and starts walking to the circle*