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		<title>Zao: deleting at new owners request</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;deleting at new owners request&lt;/p&gt;
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				&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #fff; color: #222; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;← Older revision&lt;/td&gt;
				&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #fff; color: #222; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Revision as of 12:51, 2 June 2011&lt;/td&gt;
				&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot; id=&quot;mw-diff-left-l1&quot; &gt;Line 1:&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;''Page 144 (You notice this page has a few smears of blood and ash on it)''&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;I have learned much these past two weeks about the art of creating weapons. Day after day I purify the iron blades with my hammer and pelts, but this day was different.&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;I think I see two venerable large spiders in one of the mines, who's up for some bug squishing?&amp;quot; I hear the mayor say. I am tired from a days worth of smithing but the thought of combat makes my blood flow a little faster. &amp;quot;I'll swing by and help you out.&amp;quot; I say. I put away my tools and grab my armor and weapons. 'Which one should I bring this time?' I think to myself. I know how to use longswords, medium mauls and large mauls pretty well so it is a tough choice. I grab 'Big Baby' the large maul my friend collene has been enchanting for days. It feels cold to the touch and is surprisingly light to wield.&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;As Yancy and I descend in the cave he notices that the spiders are about 8 meters away, but the path is blocked by pure rock. He leaves, unwilling to mine though the rock for such unworthy prey, but I have been in my house all week and the thought of combat sends my senses tingling.&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;I spend the next hours mining though the hard rock. As I swing my pick deeper and deeper into the wall I start to think about the difference between a venerable spider and a young spider. Venerable animals have walked our planet for quite some time and are skilled at combat, and are quite a bit larger than their younger brethren. I have slayed a champion troll though, I think to myself, so two venerable spiders will be a walk in the park for me. Suddenly the wall crumbles before me and shards spray in all direction, I shield my face and feel the hard rock cut my body. I hear a shriek and see the cause of the disturbance, the two spiders have broken through the wall I just weakened and were now sprinting towards me...&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;I grab my large maul off of the ground and jump over one of the spiders just barely missing its bite, as I am in the air I swing my maul above my head and send it crashing down towards its target but barely miss as it scurries out of the way. I turn to face the second foe just barely dodging one of its claws as it come screaming towards my face. I spin around and use the momentum to send my maul crashing upon it and Big Baby connects with a sickening CRACK and instantly 3 of the spiders legs are broken, while the affected area turns to ice. The first spider, probably angered at seeing it's friend hurt, rushes at me in a frenzy and slashes my arm open. I dash to the side and feel the blood drip down my side, but in the heat of the battle I feel no pain. The first spider comes at me again and again and I barely dodge its many blows, its claws coming millimeters from my skin. I swing my maul around again to bring about the full force of my furry but the spider is too quick and both it and it's friend retreat around the corner.&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;I check my body for wound and realize that I am quite beaten up. My chest is cut and my arm is bleeding profusely. I turn to leave the cave but as I take a step towards the light I hear a terrible screech and one of the spiders is upon me. I focus what is left of my strength and I leap over the spider, maul in hand, and send all of my rage and hatred upon my enemy and with a spat the spider is crushed beneath my mighty maul. Not even taking time to wipe what is left of my foe off of my armor I slowly creep around the corner and see the other spider. Thinking it is attempting to ambush me I inch towards and and with a thunderous roar I use the last of my strength and sprint towards the large monster. It doesn't move and as I get closer I notice there is a pool of blood underneath it. I take another step closer and see the three broken legs mangled and bleeding still. This spider has died of its previous wounds. I sigh a breath of relief and turn to leave.&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;I slowly climb out of the cave and crawl back to my house to bandage myself with cotton and use some of the natural healing covers I had made weeks ago. After a few hours rest I feel good as new and go back to the cave to butcher my foes for meat. The butchering rewards me with nothing but I already have my rewards, some new battle scars and another story to tell my brothers. Big baby has done well, I think I will bring her with me on many a hunting trip and adventure.&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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		<author><name>Zao</name></author>
		
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		<title>Bisu: just some more RP stuff</title>
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		<updated>2011-03-26T23:35:01Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;just some more RP stuff&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;''Page 144 (You notice this page has a few smears of blood and ash on it)''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I have learned much these past two weeks about the art of creating weapons. Day after day I purify the iron blades with my hammer and pelts, but this day was different.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I think I see two venerable large spiders in one of the mines, who's up for some bug squishing?&amp;quot; I hear the mayor say. I am tired from a days worth of smithing but the thought of combat makes my blood flow a little faster. &amp;quot;I'll swing by and help you out.&amp;quot; I say. I put away my tools and grab my armor and weapons. 'Which one should I bring this time?' I think to myself. I know how to use longswords, medium mauls and large mauls pretty well so it is a tough choice. I grab 'Big Baby' the large maul my friend collene has been enchanting for days. It feels cold to the touch and is surprisingly light to wield.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As Yancy and I descend in the cave he notices that the spiders are about 8 meters away, but the path is blocked by pure rock. He leaves, unwilling to mine though the rock for such unworthy prey, but I have been in my house all week and the thought of combat sends my senses tingling.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I spend the next hours mining though the hard rock. As I swing my pick deeper and deeper into the wall I start to think about the difference between a venerable spider and a young spider. Venerable animals have walked our planet for quite some time and are skilled at combat, and are quite a bit larger than their younger brethren. I have slayed a champion troll though, I think to myself, so two venerable spiders will be a walk in the park for me. Suddenly the wall crumbles before me and shards spray in all direction, I shield my face and feel the hard rock cut my body. I hear a shriek and see the cause of the disturbance, the two spiders have broken through the wall I just weakened and were now sprinting towards me...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I grab my large maul off of the ground and jump over one of the spiders just barely missing its bite, as I am in the air I swing my maul above my head and send it crashing down towards its target but barely miss as it scurries out of the way. I turn to face the second foe just barely dodging one of its claws as it come screaming towards my face. I spin around and use the momentum to send my maul crashing upon it and Big Baby connects with a sickening CRACK and instantly 3 of the spiders legs are broken, while the affected area turns to ice. The first spider, probably angered at seeing it's friend hurt, rushes at me in a frenzy and slashes my arm open. I dash to the side and feel the blood drip down my side, but in the heat of the battle I feel no pain. The first spider comes at me again and again and I barely dodge its many blows, its claws coming millimeters from my skin. I swing my maul around again to bring about the full force of my furry but the spider is too quick and both it and it's friend retreat around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I check my body for wound and realize that I am quite beaten up. My chest is cut and my arm is bleeding profusely. I turn to leave the cave but as I take a step towards the light I hear a terrible screech and one of the spiders is upon me. I focus what is left of my strength and I leap over the spider, maul in hand, and send all of my rage and hatred upon my enemy and with a spat the spider is crushed beneath my mighty maul. Not even taking time to wipe what is left of my foe off of my armor I slowly creep around the corner and see the other spider. Thinking it is attempting to ambush me I inch towards and and with a thunderous roar I use the last of my strength and sprint towards the large monster. It doesn't move and as I get closer I notice there is a pool of blood underneath it. I take another step closer and see the three broken legs mangled and bleeding still. This spider has died of its previous wounds. I sigh a breath of relief and turn to leave.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I slowly climb out of the cave and crawl back to my house to bandage myself with cotton and use some of the natural healing covers I had made weeks ago. After a few hours rest I feel good as new and go back to the cave to butcher my foes for meat. The butchering rewards me with nothing but I already have my rewards, some new battle scars and another story to tell my brothers. Big baby has done well, I think I will bring her with me on many a hunting trip and adventure.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Bisu</name></author>
		
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