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Warmaster Death
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At first Michael blinked a few times, clearly used to being ignored so completely but clearly shocked by it, but as his face turned a deep shade of red he looked to the (Admittedly veeeeeery beautiful) chick
"hey, you, yeah, the hot chick, what the hell! i appear out of no where and you dont even say hi? thats ju...." he started, but he trailed off when he saw a tree that had been almost completely melted
"ohfuckmesidewayswouldyoulookatthat" the words shot out in a single, quick blurt as he raced over to the tree, glaive still clutched in oen hand
"oh that is just fu-um, bloody awesome, i meant you melted the tree! thats just metal man" Michael turned, a glint of respect in his eyes
"so which one of us is the tree melting badarse superstar?" he said, his eyes finding [SIZE=-1]Nerusai's spellbook.
"ah a mage!, very ncie work sir!" Michael jogged back over the the group and held his hand up to give the mage a high five, before realizing the oddity the gesture must have seemed to be, at that, he also realized that his speech would seem out of place.
"er, forgive my.....verbal stylings my freinds, I.....am not quite aquainted with the manner with which we should speak......shit this talking like a medevil dude is hard....gimme a sec to think stuff over..." Michael stumbled over his words
"bugger it, where're we going?" he asked, trying to shift the burden of talking back onto the others.
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"hey, you, yeah, the hot chick, what the hell! i appear out of no where and you dont even say hi? thats ju...." he started, but he trailed off when he saw a tree that had been almost completely melted
"ohfuckmesidewayswouldyoulookatthat" the words shot out in a single, quick blurt as he raced over to the tree, glaive still clutched in oen hand
"oh that is just fu-um, bloody awesome, i meant you melted the tree! thats just metal man" Michael turned, a glint of respect in his eyes
"so which one of us is the tree melting badarse superstar?" he said, his eyes finding [SIZE=-1]Nerusai's spellbook.
"ah a mage!, very ncie work sir!" Michael jogged back over the the group and held his hand up to give the mage a high five, before realizing the oddity the gesture must have seemed to be, at that, he also realized that his speech would seem out of place.
"er, forgive my.....verbal stylings my freinds, I.....am not quite aquainted with the manner with which we should speak......shit this talking like a medevil dude is hard....gimme a sec to think stuff over..." Michael stumbled over his words
"bugger it, where're we going?" he asked, trying to shift the burden of talking back onto the others.
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