So after being in Iraq for a year and a half I'm finally on my way home. Now I just need to see what's going on in the Belegarth world during August

((Ok, just to let it be known, I'm very protective over my writing, so if you even dream of taking my poetry-this is probably me flattering myself- I will hunt you down with the vengence of a hundred drow on a caffine rush!!! Ok? ^^) ..))

The Tales the Stars Tell the Moon

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okay, so due to a recent injury(claymore on claymore battle, somehow i got hit in the hand and it did some damage), i have had to postpone my involvement in the fighting...atleast 'til i recover...this is too bad, but it's okay, it just means i'm itchin for a fight...and i will enjoy it all the more when i get back in the action...

oh well such is life, but it's okay...sigh...i could still fight as is, but certain concerned parties are worried 'bout my well being, also i have to pass this physical in order to carry on w/ my life...sad really...

but anyway, i can't wait to get back in the action as i have said once already.  So...well, that's about all to say...

Thanks for listening to my sob story,

fight on and may your victories be glorious...

D

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Lmao this is brilliant..................http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zerXkFNfzh0

Hmm.  God or man has yet to develop gloves that Dap won't dissolve like so many pixie sticks in cider.  To hell with it, mah squidchild repellent (boith contraaaal) works till I'm 29 and three headed kids sound kinna intriguing anyhow.  Had a tremendously entertaining and good time 4th of July weekend foamsmithin'.  Few brews, few barbecue items and Hel followedwith them (day o' buildin' with my sensei Hel).  Each stop, Joannes, Home Depot, Big 5 Sporting goods, Hellmart was an adventure.  We had all sorta ignint checkout people question our strange purchases.  Later, spread out on the roof of our domicile mid-construction, I realized it looked like we were members of the ELF (and NOT of the Eldar persuasion) making pipe bombs.  This trigger be poplin.  Less than pathetic, the new single blue is good lookin'.  Think I'll sleep with it tonight [no Sare, not like club Susan-the-Betrayer, for ONE minute...].

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I'm almost certain this blog is intended for me to update my fighting experiecnce and what not. Unfortunately, I'm horrible at keeping those sort of things up to date, so I'm going to use this for something that it was not intended. I could say, when fighting goes, it's been two weeks since I last fought. But, in the past, I have had the honor of taking down our realm's squire(but I'm almost possitive that was pure chance). But yeah. This is merely a rambling warning from the alter-ego of a drow whose hope for correspondence with her friend on their forum has not come to be. (Plus, it's like midnight and when one is running on only a few hours of sleep- 'cause they decided to sleep outside the night before and woke up on every hour until finally she stayed awake-it gets quite interesting, especially if you add the second of a two day caffine overdose and is just reaching the crash it becomes even more so. Moral of the story? DON'T GIVE DROW CAFFINE!). 

 Good night fellow dwellers in the land of war and violence. May all your endevours end for the best. And keep fighting despite the fact we are small in supporters in this world. And be well!

 

With all the love(if such a thing exists for drow) and support a wired, crashing, over exhausted drow possesses...

 

~Llithryel 

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Okay, so i just started fighting a little over a month ago...and have had loads of fun...i love the positive effects belegarth has...It improves hand-eye coordination, helps one get in shape, so on and so forth, it also helps speed up reactions...there are many more physical and mental positive effects that i have learned...but anyway, i go to regular practices, which fortunately are nearby.  Unfortunately, soon, i will be traveling abroad, and will be unable to continue belegarth for a few months...oh, sigh...tha's okay, i just have to pick it up later...

we just started a small group here in bowling green, kentucky...it's called the samurai pandas, as i understand it the name will change, but that's what we are known as at the moment.  Anyone interested in joining, practicing with us or fighting us should let Leinad know...

Fight on and may your victories be glorious...

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Not very many....  At all.  Realms well, there is only 1.  nowhere near me.  Guess I'll have to organzie my own.  Any tips from anybody?  I still gotta get used to all this padded weaponry.  Been fighting with unpadded wood and flat-tip arrows since I started.... They're a helluva lot different let me tell you that.

So, for the next event that I will be going to (which most likely will be Okfest) I am bringing a new drink.  Well, it is sort of new, but not really.  Okfest '07 Fayla, Taverline, and I created Anal Sex. Well, I have decided to go tweek the formula.  I have decided to call it an Ampwell.  Now, for all the rpgers out there, they should know where I got the name from.  Well, in the game Aberrant there is a drink called Ampwell, that is so potent that it kills humans however, the superheroes drink it.  So, with us unearthly creatures not being pinkies, we could drink this stuff perfectly fine.  So, for Okfest '08, I will be bringing Ampwell for people to taste test.  Of course, beware this drink is meant to be drunk by creatures that are not human because it is so potent. Literally, I tried some of it and passed out.  Of course my human self can't hold her liquor well. See everyone at Okfest '08.  Make your bodies ready for Ampwells.  (I would tell what ingredients go into it, but then that would just be spoilling everything.)

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Well, Its been 9 months in Babylon Outpost, and we've had multiple sunny days.  But I tell you, those Babylon boys up here like to fight in their living rooms, seated, with no weapons, not fighting.  There's a fat virus sweeping around infecting everyone, and fresh asshole Gamin likes to talk shit and can't even rouse nobody to beat her three ways from Sunday come 'layon.'  Thaaaats right. 

 (Nervous shifting)  This from the jerk who couldn't wrestle away from midterms to go to Western Wars, even though some asshole (Ralimar) came from a land far far away (New York) with his SWEETHEART in tow...makin me look bad Ralimar.

    Aw damnit.  Gotta put on the headphones.  G'damn lesbian roomates are making out again.  This gets messy, save yourselves.   Oh and if I say I like to talk shit, its just that I'm lashing out for the ritual destruction of my tent cause JUICER was sleeping in it last Chaos Wars.  There are going to be some payback shenanigans. 

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