Round 4: Calm after Chaos (plotting thread)

[Romsca]

YAY!

@Tam: Is it ok that Sculrig doesn't respond when Navarre tries to wake him up? If not, I can edit my post

[Tam and Martin]

You can do whatever but Our scores will also be judged off of character interaction so it might be better for him to wake up.

[Dannflower Reguba]

WHAT'S THE DEADLINE!? Sorry for shouting, but I'm under posted! 

[Tam and Martin]

Uh....Tommorrow.

[WarriorOfMossflower]

Uh....Tommorrow.

Actually, Brook extended it by a week.

@dan: Don't worry, you've got another week for it. I was underposted too, so the extra time is much appreciated.

[Tam and Martin]

Uh....Tommorrow.

Actually, Brook extended it by a week.

@dan: Don't worry, you've got another week for it. I was underposted too, so the extra time is much appreciated.

Thank you for saying that! I didn't know!

[Leatho Shellhound]

I'm still working on my first post. @Ceteruler Can I use your character in my post?

[WarriorOfMossflower]

Uh....Tommorrow.

Actually, Brook extended it by a week.

@dan: Don't worry, you've got another week for it. I was underposted too, so the extra time is much appreciated.

Thank you for saying that! I didn't know!

Last post on the previous page.  You can see it officially there.

[Redwaller]

@Redwaller, is the Fox in your post Sculrig? If so, Thanks!

Sorry, I didn't see your comment. But yes, the "mad fox" is Sculrig when he shot out of the sea with a shark on his tail.

[Ceteruler]

absolutely, Leatho.

[Leatho Shellhound]

Awesome!

[Tam and Martin]

@Redwaller, is the Fox in your post Sculrig? If so, Thanks!

Sorry, I didn't see your comment. But yes, the "mad fox" is Sculrig when he shot out of the sea with a shark on his tail.

Okay Thank you!

[Redwaller]

Someone please post for I am stuck.

[Leatho Shellhound]

I posted! Sorry it is so small.

[Dannflower Reguba]

Too bad there aren't grammar checkers. 

"The battle is done and we have won," Said the young mouse as his eyes looked over the dead and fleeing vermin. "Many a beast has fallen; some will be remembered, others forgotten. But we all have left a mark on these shores, we have quenched the thirst of the sand with are blood, we have made the birds fly from their roosts with are battle cries." Vannøyne's words drifted on the wind.

     His eyes fell on the burnt wood of the devils ship that had brought death. He saw the dead and wounded Swords. Walking over to some he found them dead, he laid their stiff and cold paws on their chests, and gave them a respectful silence. "Thank you friend, for giving your life to protect these shores." His heart was hardened by so much death that he did not shed tiers.

That, "are," is supposed to be an, "our," and those, "tiers," are supposed to be, "tears."