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Post by Morgandy[Shelby] on May 19, 2007 16:36:50 GMT -5
Morgandy walked into the woodland home, and was very suprised. The living room was a deep purple, with bits of brown and red. The kitchen was a boring white color, with light blue appliances and counters. A small hallway lead to two doors, one was a bathroom in a powder pink color, and a bedroom in a paste gray color. A small bed and a small table were the only things in the room. She walked out of the house, hanging the nameplate on the door, and went to find Nicak in the housing office to hand over the keys.
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Post by Nicak Nam on May 19, 2007 17:03:46 GMT -5
Nicak was disgruntled. This house was not to his liking at all. For one thing, it was a house. Whoever was in charge here apparently didn't know that his kind preferred trees to houses.
He raised his hand and shouted in the elven language: "Roots, transform this home!"
The house was starting to be raised, furniture was dissappearing, and branches were poking in through the windows. Outside, roots and branches were covering the wooden frame, and flowers and leaves were appearing on those.
Once done, Nicak made a small bed appear, as well as a wooden box where he would keep his food and a shelf and desk. Pleased, he jumped down from his new treehouse to practice his archery in the park.
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Post by Nicak Nam on May 19, 2007 21:12:47 GMT -5
Nicak climbed back into his treehouse. He was tired of the day, and he had heard that the annoying dwarf was in jail. Undressing, he climbed into his bed, rolled onto his side, and fell asleep.
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