Scars of Hathsin
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painting Cosmere themed shoes (finished)
Scars of Hathsin replied to Mags's topic in Sanderson Fan Works
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"Huh, my teacher kept talking and reminiscing about this old guy called Stop or Arrtrez?" he shrugs, it has been a while though. He looks towards the voices, his ears picking up sounds, when the hairs on the back of his neck prickle. He whispers to Wit, "there is someone behind us"
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Dougella, HG Arena Dougella nods. "My father was the one that suggested that we go somewhere else, and I told him to say goodbye to my mother for me" she states, almost matter of factly, but a twinge of pain was still there
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Arranis recognises the name from somewhere, but realises they were not taught by the same person. "My teacher's last name was Treaty" he says.
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The Hunger Games Chat Thread
Scars of Hathsin replied to Through the Living Elan's topic in Hunger Games
I need to edit my tree a bit, depending on things that have happened, including finding out that my character is somewhat related to the Kholins.... -
Arranis glances at him. "What was the guys name?" he says before turning his head to listen to the sound of voices. Which sounded like they had kept going. Unbeknownst to them however, there was one of the people swinging around after having hear something. @ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ
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Dougella, HG Arena "I mean, I think we will become the most wanted, we are the people that rebelled against the Capitol." she says. :I think we need to go into hiding and cut all ties" @J. Magi
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Arranis tracks him with the bow as he drops to the ground. He pulls out his own silver oakleaf, letting it rest on top of his cloak "Where did you learn those skills?" he says, "And why should I believe you?" @ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ
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Arranis continued to scan the trees when he saw birds flying away from a certain tree. Something there hey? He looks closer with his peripheral vision and sees a mottled shape in the tree. He draws in a quick breath. Another Ranger? He stops himself from calling out or making and sudden movements, and he slowly stands up as they look distracted, and keeping an eye on them, moves towards the underside of the tree, pulling the arrow back on his bow as he does so. "You have an arrow pointed right at your back, and I don't miss!" he yells "Why are you following me?" he calls out @ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ
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Del splashed in the clear water, a small offshoot from the main river in Vila town, a modest place, which included a gym. Del smiles. Being in a new town was tough, but this place did have more opportunities than where he came from. And more pokemon. His smile grows wider, as Dratini coils around him, he strokes it. "What would I do without you Dratini?" he says to no one in particular. He laughs as Dratini headbutts him, gently, and heads off to the banks of the stream to dry himself off. Where many pokemon got out of his way. Used to humans. He waddles off into town Dratini wiggling behind him.
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The Longest Thread (Misadventures)
Scars of Hathsin replied to ElephantEarwax's topic in Forum Games & Random Stuff
Arranis glances at Woe. "That is rather unfortunate isn't it?" he says to the body, nudgin it with a toe. He laughs to himself, before taking in some stormlight, "try and poison me like this will ya?" he yells -
Arranis lay on the ground, a slightly uncomfortable position, with a rock digging into his stomach, but he endured it as it kept him awake. His eyes scan the trees, and the grass, flitting over Wit, not noticing him. He hunkers down further. Waiting, scanning.
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Arranis stops. I didn't step on a twig did I?. He stands still, halfway through his step, frozen, his ears pricked for the slightest sound. Gorlogs beard, Is someone following me? He continues another step before making a small semi circle back to where he had been, tucked into the shadow of a tree. The voices forgotten
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The Longest Thread (Misadventures)
Scars of Hathsin replied to ElephantEarwax's topic in Forum Games & Random Stuff
Arranis also pops up beside them. "What are we doing now?" -
@ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ
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Dougella, HG Arena Dougella nods a hello to Mare's mother, one that shows the thanks to her and her daughters family for helping them break out. She turns to Sharp, "No, as I have already said, I don't need those breaths anymore" she says gently to him, before saying something else. "What I think we need is to fall of the face of the planet"
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Arranis stalks towards the voices. His form blending into the surrounding environment, thanks to the camouflage like nature of his cloak.
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Writing Collaboration Groups + Slight Ruleset
Scars of Hathsin replied to Scars of Hathsin's topic in Creator's Corner
You have been added in one of the teams. Good luck -
Arranis looks outside at the waning sun, its fingers still dappling the tips of the tree leaves. He sighs, What a wonderful time of day. He grumbles to himself however. Spending a whole day indoors, I am wasting away. He sits straighter in his chair, before heading out of the inn. Leaving some schlaff on the table. Enough to pay for the food he had been consuming. He breaths in the fresh air of the outside world, and clicks his tongue, and his horse trots around the front of the building. "Hey boy" he murmurs, "Want to go hunting?" he slings himself into the saddle, and pulls an arrow out of his quiver, and laying it on the string of his bow, an unremarkable thing, but something that screamed danger. He sets off at a trot into the forest, looking at the ground to find tracks, when he sees his horses ears prick up. He stops him with a nudge, and listens. Voices. He dismounts quitely, giving his horse a predetermined signal to go and hide somewhere, and ghosts his way to the voices, his cloak blending him in with the environment.
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yes please tell us and harrass ask to put me on next
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