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| The Forgotten Treehouse | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Jan 23 2005, 07:01 AM (276 Views) | |
| Feanen | Jan 23 2005, 07:01 AM Post #1 |
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"Arndoron! I can't believe it's still here!" Feanen smiled, removing herself from his side and walking to the primitive rope ladder. Her childhood friend smiled at her disbelief. "I recall you falling down that rope ladder once," Arndoron commented as she tugged at it to tell it's strength. "That was how I broke that rib!" she chuckled. "I was trying to remember why I had that pain in my chest every now and then." She turned to him. "Is it still safe?" "I'm pretty sure," he replied. "Come on then," she urged. She hauled herself up the rope ladder, Arndoron at her feet. Finally they reached the wooden platform. The walls were made by weaving branches together forming a primitive hut. An arrow stuck out from the outer wall. Feanen peered at it through the window. "That was from the . . ." she trailed off. "It was the Shade wasn't it?" "I do believe it was." Feanen took a moment to absorb the memories. Falling out of the treehouse, the pretend battles with the children from the rival academy, the summer nights when they dismantled the roof to look at the stars, the archery contests and treeclimbing contests . . . |
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Hope. It is a strange thing. At times, you may simply not know what to make of it; but it is always there. | |
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| narina | Jan 26 2005, 12:14 AM Post #2 |
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Narina had been traveling through the forest and came upon the treehouse. She had climbed up and slept in it the night before. Now she heard voices below and people climbing up into the house. She quickly climbed through one of the windows and hid in the branches waiting for a chance to either escape or reveal herself. |
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| Feanen | Jan 27 2005, 11:45 AM Post #3 |
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"When did you find it again?" Feanen asked, picking up her old homemade bow from the table in the corner. "This is really old . . ." "I found it a couple of days ago . . ." Arndoron poked his head out of the other window, looking at the view. |
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Hope. It is a strange thing. At times, you may simply not know what to make of it; but it is always there. | |
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| narina | Jan 28 2005, 07:46 AM Post #4 |
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Narina saw someone look out the window and began to panic. She held really still hoping not to give herself away and wondering whether or not the person could see her. |
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| Feanen | Jan 28 2005, 11:27 AM Post #5 |
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Arndoron's keen ears picked up a rustle, certainly too heavy to be a forest animal. He swung his legs over, landing effortlessly on the branch. "Arndoron? What are you doing?" Feanen stopped at the window he exited at, sticking her head out. |
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Hope. It is a strange thing. At times, you may simply not know what to make of it; but it is always there. | |
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| narina | Jan 28 2005, 10:02 PM Post #6 |
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Narina considering jumping to the ground, it shouldn't hurt too much, but decided that would make her look even more suspicious. She drew a dagger out of one of the various hiding places that she kept them hidden in case of a fight and waited not sure what to do. |
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| Feanen | Jan 29 2005, 03:14 AM Post #7 |
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He gestured for her to keep quiet, walking across the branch, keenly aware of his sword by his hip if ever needs. Feanen watched with growing confusion. |
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Hope. It is a strange thing. At times, you may simply not know what to make of it; but it is always there. | |
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| narina | Jan 29 2005, 11:57 AM Post #8 |
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OOC: will you just catch me already? lol. I can only shirft postion so many times. IC: Narina held still barely breathing. She hoped desperately not to be caught. But that didn't seem very likely. |
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| Feanen | Jan 31 2005, 12:16 PM Post #9 |
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Arndoron drew his sword with a satifying ring. Slowly he extended his hand, brushing back the branches . . . Feanen saw his face screw in confusion. |
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Hope. It is a strange thing. At times, you may simply not know what to make of it; but it is always there. | |
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| narina | Jan 31 2005, 08:15 PM Post #10 |
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OOC: why are you confused? IC: Narina shifted postion (again lol) |
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<a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f254/Concretegirl90/Murtaghisgoodontheinside.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"></a> What's the point in all this screaming? You're not listening anyway Join the bunny army. We need new recruits. Hello I'm the lie living for you so you can hide. To live is to love. To love is to hurt. To hurt is to heal. And to heal is to live again.
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| Feanen | Feb 12 2005, 06:55 AM Post #11 |
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OOC: Because he's seen you ![]() "Feanen I see someone!" She rolled her eyes and leaped out the window. |
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Hope. It is a strange thing. At times, you may simply not know what to make of it; but it is always there. | |
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| narina | Feb 12 2005, 05:33 PM Post #12 |
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Narina was ready for when the man leaped and jumped up grabbing the branch above her and swinging onto it. From there she clambered down into the treehouse, better ground for a fight if it came down to that. |
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<a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f254/Concretegirl90/Murtaghisgoodontheinside.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"></a> What's the point in all this screaming? You're not listening anyway Join the bunny army. We need new recruits. Hello I'm the lie living for you so you can hide. To live is to love. To love is to hurt. To hurt is to heal. And to heal is to live again.
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| Rider of Silver Dragon, Salador | May 20 2005, 07:35 AM Post #13 |
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"I'll save you!" belowed a young man's voice. "You look like you can use my help!" Salador ran over to the figure that was hiding for her life. |
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