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Post by Tondc on Oct 30, 2018 15:46:52 GMT
The Challenge for this thread is....
MAKE PEACE OR WAR
- Situation: War is about to break out! Your character has the decision to follow their leaders into war or turn away from it, leave and make a new life for themselves. What do they decide? Where do they go? Who do they bring?
- Post Limit: You can do more than one post in this thread, including more as the same character, or a different post for a different character you have. There is no limit to how many you can do, or for how many characters.
- Narrative/POV: You can either write in First Person (I, me, my, etc) or Third Person (he, she, they, etc).
- Length: There is no maximum or minimum length for your post in this challenge. You can set it up however you like!
If you have any questions or require any clarification, feel free to PM the staff. Happy Writing Everyone!
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Grounder | Azgeda
I am Iron. And I forge myself.
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Post by Abra on Nov 4, 2018 8:27:42 GMT
So gather ye demons, it seems it's your day I sin but I've paid more than ten thousand graves The sun shone furiously from above while the roars of the Ice Nation army rattled the skies. The pounding of the battle drums vibrated through her entire being, beating in time with her heart, almost deafening her with its thunderous volume. War had come and it was time to fight, to destroy their enemy once and for all.
Each of them have been given a choice; stay and fight for the glory of Azgeda, or flee and be hunted down as a coward. Abra had stayed. She was a warrior, a fighter, and her place was on the battlefield. It was there she would be victorious or she would die a good death, a death befitting of a warrior.
There were thousands alongside her, armed to the teeth, covered in warpaint, ready to fight and die for the for their queen, for their nation. Azgeda would be victorious; there could be no doubt. Abra raised her sword to the sky, joined the war cries, took up the chant that would strike fear into their enemies.
"Jus drein jus daun! Jus drein jus daun! Jus drein jus daun!"
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