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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
8/27/2016 1:02:11 PM
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*Mortar, feeling bad for it, goes for the neck, trying to decapitate it, rather than make it struggle*
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[i]it gets hit in the neck in the right spot cusing it to bleed out quickly out. After couple of minutes it dies taking its last breath.[/i]
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*Mortar's blade dissipates in his hand* I wonder who it was...
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[i]you left wonder that but you notice something burned in to its grey hide it looks like a brandmark [/i]
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Hmm... *Mortar walks up to it*
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[i]its a slave brandmark on its signifying that its owned by someone[/i]
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*Or at least was* That's... Strange
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[i]it reverts back into original form and its a very dirty woman with broken shackles on her wrists. Shes covered in a lot of old and new bruises and cuts. She wearing rags and dark skinned. But you can tell that however owened her did not treat her very well. [/i]
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*Mortar crouches down next to her, placing a hand on her lifeless cheek* I am sorry it had to end like this... If only I could find your owner... *He sits there a moment, then picks up the body* I shall respect those who do these things against their will.
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[i]a strange tattoo can be noticed when you crouch next to her it has a name and address. It reads Edgar faeweather 734 eastern st. 4623 porvid county [/i]
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Hmm... *He gently lays her down then takes out a notepad, writing the name and address down. He picks her up again, and uses an iron ball to dig a hole. He gently lays her down in it, then covers her up*
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[i]after she covered up he see how much damage she caused[/i]
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*He looks around at all the rubble, torn down buildings, and human casualties*
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[i]their are some people that are still alive but they still slightly terrified[/i]
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*He jumps up to higher ground* May I have your attention everyone!
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[i]the remaining people gather around where he standing[/i]
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*He quickly takes a deep breath* The Dragon has been slain
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[i]the small crowd cheers[/i]
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*He takes a deep breath* I apologize for your losses and i will help rebuild this village at no charge.
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[i]the crowd still looks very happy to be freed from the dragon's chaos[/i]
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However... This dragon was a slave. Most likely it was commanded to do this, and there may be more attacks in this village. I ask you all to stay calm and ready yourselves now that you have faced one. Keep your food underground. Make your defenses stronger. Do not let it penetrate
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[i]couple murmurs go through the crowd as he speaks finally a very old woman speaks up[/i] "Young man are you going find and stop this whoever did this to us"says the old woman
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*He smiles under his mask slightly, he's over 20,000 years older than her* Of course I am ma'am. This man shall be brought to justice
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"Very good "says the old woman
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*Mortar nods* Alright. It is decided. Tomorrow I will leave and hunt down this dragon slave owner!
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"Okay then godspeed" says the old woman
