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[RP] Dark Arts

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St. Jimmy:
"Excellent. We should depart shortly, we don't to fall behind the other groups."
He looked at his double-pointed spear with a satisfied nod. It wasn't as good as his own spear, or his bow for that matter, but it will have to do.

Bing:
"Ahhahaha... You don't have to worry about that.  I've learned though my travels that it's best to leave the fighting to those like yourself.  I am how you say, not very well suited for the front lines."

Grinning Pierre went back to reading his book.

Desbear:
I am not "strong" as you would say, but I have the force of nature on my side.

James starts getting ready to leave for the cave.

Mr Pokemon:
Stoore looked in the direction of the sun, while mumbling quietly to himself.
"The sun rises in... The east, and sets in the... west. So that means that South is, um... That way!"
As he pointed South, a look of accomplishment was on his face, and he began to walk, looking behind him to see if the group was following. In all the commotion, Stoore accidentally tripped on a stranger's feet while looking back. Luckliy, he was able to catch himself, more or less, with his arms on the way down, only sustaining minor scrapes on his hands. As he got up, he saw who it was he had tripped on, and wished he had not. It was the general from before, who he quickly appologized to. The general dismissed it, wishing Stoore and his group good luck on the task.

Frenchfry:
Stefan shook his head, following after the defender. It was going to be a long day.
"I sincerely hope you don't plan on doing that during battle. Your opponents have a way of taking advantage of these things."

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