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A small band of various fortune seekers set off to the battlefield where this 'Boggen' was supposedly seen.

Vodor the Frostbitten, the Ice Troll of the South, feels a twinge of sadness as more of his people are hunted down.

[!] Several children street urchins, dirty and covered in stains, could be seen plastering freshly made parchments throughout the trade boards of Vailor. At the top of the page the insignia of none other than the marine slaving queens, the Talbot Company. -=+Talbot Co. Slave Property+=- Salam rafiqi! Today, we bring you some fine property; as we always do! A young man, self proclaimed jack of all trades, at the age of twenty two. A lone adventurer, he could be made into something if one so wished. As-salamu alaykum rafiqis! Happy bidding. [!] Written below the introduction is several details about the slave in question. Name: Azariah Race: Human Age: 22 years old Occupation: Adventurer, laborer Physiological Condition: Sane, friendly Physical Condition: Average, no injuries. Bidding Starts at 200 minas

"I dread at the thought of the metal being in shards, one could sell those!" would say one Adil al-Sakhr upon reading a message carved into the tree. He'd shrug his shoulders and say "Their loss, not mine." as he turned to make his way back into the city of Al Wakrah.

Adil al-Sakhr held onto one of these fliers, giving an approving nod. He rather enjoyed the Dwarven people. However he wondered why the Caliphate was referred to as the 'Sand', besides the buildings everything was but dry grass. The Alliance of Dry Grass and Stone wasn't catchy enough he supposed.

brother dude jack all the hulkamaniacs as hulkamania runs wild on you

-SOLD- Shokran to the buyer

[!] A fresh poster is hung up, with the Talbot Company logo spread across the top of it nice and neat. Talbot Company Property Salam Rafiqi! We have a Wood Elf capable of fighting today. We found her after she scuffled with some folk under a bridge and won; we disarmed her (no pun on her missing hand), though she is capable to work and ambitious! She did win, remember. Name: Akara Race: Wood Elf Age: Young Condition: Missing one hand, healthy otherwise, able to fight. Attitude: Quiet, a little bit sassy, and quite the bargainer Starting Price: 250 [!] A sketch of the woman is hung below

Application -OOC- Mc Name: kincaid_ Skype: thehightinker Do you have teamspeak?: yep -RP- Name: Adil al-Sakhr Race: Qalasheen Age: 32

if you get asulon i need to see the beautiful hamcity of the south pre space marines

IGN: kincaid_ Character Name: Adil al-Sakhr References: -Clothes and really everything as close to this as possible -The dangling swords aren't necessary even though they look cool, seems hard to skin -Use my current skins face for reference. -1.8 stuff is very welcome, I love me some 3D. Tribute: -I offer you what little minas I have -The most valuable currency in every land, Cenas -And I extend my hand to you, a lost soul to join the holy church of Bleach.

"Subhan-allah!" shouts Adil bin Athir from the crowd of eager settlers, sure the city was nice and all but relaxing in a new Qalasheen village would be a nice change from the many foreigners within Al Wakrah.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o6qAIaqK3_Q In the late night of the 18th of Snow's Maiden, 1521, terror rang from the streets of Al Wakrah as the beast only named as the 'Fleugal' emerged from it's sewer home. The creature pulled itself free with it's many tentacles as horrified eyes stared onward, it had grown so big from it's original incarnation! What is it we would do as it made its way into the city in the midst of the night as the people laid asleep? They were fooled to think they were safe when something so terrible resided beneath their feet very feet. However, were they the target? The beast made its path through the city, destroying archways and damaging homes, it was utter destruction as a group followed behind it! With many "SCREEEEEES!" to be heard from the Fleugal and terrified "SCRREEAMMSS" from the people, it was a horror flick, and those were nonexistent in this universe! The creature tore its way towards the docks as the bells of Al Wakrah ran across the lands along with the screams of people. where it launched itself into the water, which sprayed the ocean into the air as galleons rained down upon Al Wakrah, the only good thing to come of this was artificial rain in the dry savanna heat! The creature then arose itself from the ocean blue after crushing a portion of the docks. Bystanders screamed, some even said to leave it to go home! One man shed a tear as it then mounted a ship, maybe it was breeding? Who was to know what a female fleugal looked like! It tore the ship in half, leaving a large wreckage in its wake. A man shouted to give whoever would dive in to attempt and save the boat two hundred grand minas! Several jumped in, they were not found in the aftermath and are to be presumed dead. The creature began to swim off into the ocean deep, heading south west down the coast and deeper into the depths. Maybe the Devourer and it will have a stand off, and the Fleugal destroyed the ship in mere training and intimidation! With the mechanism pulled, a trebuchet from an unknown location presumed to be within Al Wakrah launched, the projectile nailing the Fleugal and bouncing off like a marble to jelly. Where does it go now? What is its goals? Beware travelers, for there is a Fleugal on a rampage. Fishers be wary, for your shacks may be the next host of the abominable, the vile, the ship-mounter, the FLEUGAL!