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Post by Fuhrer Kay on Nov 8, 2010 19:14:25 GMT -6
Wilhelm began to walk, stepping over stick after stick - a bit afraid to make much of a big ruckus because of how close they had come to getting beheaded earlier. He pushed a branch out of his way, making sure it didn't hit Alaric in the face before glancing in front of himself, his home sitting in the middle of a twenty-yard circular clearing. It was surrounded by trees, but the small cottage was homey.
"We're home..." he announced, looking back at Alaric.
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Post by Elli on Nov 9, 2010 11:19:56 GMT -6
Alaric shook his head and looked around. He didn't like it, something did not feel right. "Wilhelm.... follow me... do you mind if I go inside first?"
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Post by Fuhrer Kay on Nov 9, 2010 11:29:36 GMT -6
"No... Why?"
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Post by Elli on Nov 9, 2010 11:31:42 GMT -6
"Because, something does not feel right.... and I am not sure what, but just to be sure, I don't want you walking head first into it."
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Post by Fuhrer Kay on Nov 9, 2010 12:14:16 GMT -6
Wilhelm nodded, grabbing Alaric's sleeve with his fingers as they walked into the cottage.
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Post by Elli on Nov 9, 2010 12:34:13 GMT -6
Slowly Alaric opened the door, right hand placed firmly on the pommel of his sword. "Hello?"
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