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geoschmo said:
With a purpose the battered old warrior stepped to the base of the hill. He could hear the sounds of distant battles above him on the slopes. The clanging of steel and the shouts of men and beasts, some in pain, and some in triumph reached his ears though the mists. He could feel his pulse quicken, and feel the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. The acrid smell of death filled his nostrils, and the remains of battles past lay around him on the ground, but he stood alone. There was no sign of the challange that lay before him, save for a simple wooden sign upon which was carved:
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Great read Geo, but I'm afraid what you found is only a poor Ferengi copy. The real rusty (yet pointy) spear is unbreakable
Guess I too will be back some day, but not yet. Still having too much fun (and profit) playing poker. [img]/threads/images/Graemlins/icon22.gif[/img]
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GL to everyone.