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Reyn : No I am fucking poc'ntir, of course I am blimming Reyn you dim witted twat.
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messenger keeping his composure:you hereby have been giving command of the ship "Kraken's Curse" on the mission of colonizing the new Continent found currently south of Hur'tar in His Majesty s name, you may bring one person of your choice on this voyage    
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Messenger keeping his composure:you hereby have been giving command of the ship "Kraken's Curse" on the mission of colonizing the new Continent found currently south of Hur'tar in His Majesty s name, you may bring one person of your choice on this voyage. (before waiting for any reply ) I thank you for agreeing with His Majesty's request and i bid thee goodbye.
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The guards and messenger leave.
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Richard:well that wa's quite weird, well you know what to do (you hear from the cell on the left a relaxed yawn)
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Current revision as of 13:04, 5 June 2016

Upon touching the radiating name you suddenly are transported to what seems to be a prison.looking around you notice rats feasting on rotten flesh that lays upon the cold broken stone bricks that line the walls and floor, to your left a heavy steel cell door lays open. you stand there now confused as why are you here then while still in your confusion a roaring shout comes from the end of the hallway. you turn right towards the noise to the sight of a one man being dragged forward by ten royal guards each with all their strength pushing the man forward , the mans arms , legs and chest is almost studded with chains to make movement impossible to an ordinary man but... the man keeps moving violently and even punches one of the guard forcing him into a nearby wall.

One of the guard runs up to the now unconscious guard and utter's :fuck he's out cold

with renewed energy due to fear and panic they manage to get the prisoner into the cell

one of the guard's speaks: Bas'tard lefter ought to jus kill im right no'w (he turns to the prisoner and chuckles ) do'nt worry none, death row jus roun the corner.

The guard leave and the prisoner sits still entangled in the many chains.

A voice from the cell next to his speaks in a gent like fashion :Soo they got you too, well that's what you get for leaving me behind to fight for the lefters.

the prisoner replies in a growl : fuck yo'u, the only blimming reason for me being here is trying to save your arse, if it wasn't for you and that broad we would never be in this mess Richard.

Richard replies in a snarky way :oh soo killing those five guards that did nothing was not the reason why we ran from home, obviously. Just fuck you Reyn

Reyn becoming much calmer : heheh finally i see the true you brother and not the fucking persona you adapted....soo you wanna blow this place

Richard smiling behind the wall : i thought you'd never a(suddenly a noise of metal hitting the stone echos throughout the prison)

five guards appear, with them one messenger

one of the guards speaks to the messenger in a respectable tone but at the same time poorly hiding his rage: are you pulling me leg?! sending this sick monster free as a captain for the third expedition force

Messenger showing his authority points a finger at the guard : if you don't like His Majesty will then I will allow you to leave for death row .Its your choice .(he smiles sadistically)

Messenger noting that they arrived to their desired destination he turns to Reyn: The great commander Reyn I presume

Reyn : No I am fucking poc'ntir, of course I am blimming Reyn you dim witted twat.

Messenger keeping his composure:you hereby have been giving command of the ship "Kraken's Curse" on the mission of colonizing the new Continent found currently south of Hur'tar in His Majesty s name, you may bring one person of your choice on this voyage. (before waiting for any reply ) I thank you for agreeing with His Majesty's request and i bid thee goodbye.

The guards and messenger leave.

Richard:well that wa's quite weird, well you know what to do (you hear from the cell on the left a relaxed yawn)

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