*The Verge of War* A Medieval Rp

[CrazyChickLady7]

(yes!!! Please dooooo)

 

[Casper101Popcor]

(yes!!! Please dooooo)

(yes!!! Please dooooo)

( okay)

 

[silkiecuddles]

( i know! it wouldnt load! So weird.)

(If I quote it it will load, or if I click on your name to see all your posts, but it isn't showin here on the thread)

 

[Casper101Popcor]

( wait, was Arthur there?!)

 

[CrazyChickLady7]

(yeah I think it was like the last post on the last page or near the bottom)

 

[Casper101Popcor]

Grandle looked at the younger man in fornt of him. His threatening voice did nothing.
" Oh, look, someones here to save the day." Grandle snarled. With amazing speed he grabbed Arthur by the neck and threw him against the wall. In seconds he was out of the castle and on a large, black draft horse, running quickly.

 

[Casper101Popcor]

Lariah heard everything going on, but she was half unconscious. She was limp and she knew they were on a horse.
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Gradle pushed the horse to go faster and finally, he was at the small lodge. He dragged Lariah into the cabin on a mat and took the sack off over her head.
" What do you think you were doing........" Gradle growled as he started unsheathing his lethally sharp sword.
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Lariah opened her eyes, and panted heavily. She saw a familiar man, but her head was spinning. She tried to back away, but her ankle stopped her. She saw his sword raising, and her heart skipped two beats....

 

[CrazyChickLady7]

Arthur choked, but got to his feet, and quickly pursued the kidnapper. He jumped on a horse's hardback, and chased the man down. He was quickly gaining on the large man. He looked down at the large red horse. He was surprised to see who it was. "Sparrow?!?!" At the sound of his name, the speedy horse was urged faster. Now only a few yards behind, Arthur once again unsheathed his sword. By this time, Sparrow's head was level with the large black horse's hindquarters. Making a quick decision, Arthur turned Sparrow, narrowly missing his hindquarters.
Arthur inwardly cursed himself, now they had lost distance. This time he followed farther away. He turned the corner, just in time to see the man drag Lariah through the door of a small cabin. This time he had a better idea.

 

[CrazyChickLady7]

(darn it I just bow got your post

i wrote all that for nothing)

 

[silkiecuddles]

(darn it I just bow got your post

i wrote all that for nothing)

(just edit it so the story will fit with Caspers)