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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
7/27/2016 1:50:22 PM
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[b]A different man walks up towards the sword in the stone, and cracks his knuckles. He pulls, with all his might, but to no avail. He sighs.[/b]
"Well, it was worth a try!"
"Almost there, John. One day."
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"Ha. Not if I have anything to say about it."
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[b]The man that just attempted to pull the sword out turns to look at Norarthur.[/b] "What? And you think you can do better? Go ahead, give it a try!" [b]The people watching laugh, but stay to watch nonetheless.[/b]
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[b]Norarthur walks up to the stone and places both hands on the blade's hilt. She pulls [/b]
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[spoiler]Norathur? I named mine YuriArthur, lol[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Cyarthur here[/spoiler]
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Edited by Orn: 7/27/2016 3:14:10 PM[spoiler]Noice[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]LOL[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Inb4 Royal and Arthur fight over Yuria[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]No u[/spoiler]
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[b]The sword comes out easily. The onlookers are shocked into silence, before beginning to yell out.[/b] "King Arthur! King Arthur! King Arthur!"
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[b]Norarthur points the sword into the air [/b]
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[b]Time speeds forward, and Norarthur is sitting at Arthur's desk, staring at Excalibur. Wondering what to do. There is a knock at the door to his/her room, and a woman opens, most likely Arthur's mother.[/b] "Artie? What are you doing?"
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"Thinking."
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"Oh. Well, I hired a professional to train you in swordplay. He is downstairs, waiting."
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"Excellent." [b]Norarthur stands, Taking the sword. She leaves the room [/b]
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[b]Downstairs, a man with a black tuxedo, black glasses, and black hair awaits. He looks up at you, and smiles.[/b] "Ah, you must be Arthur. I am Guldan." [b]He extends a hand.[/b]
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[i]No way![/i] [b]Norarthur takes the man's hand [/b] "Pleasure.
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[b]He smiles.[/b] "Well, let us begin." [b]He leads Norathur to a courtyard, and draws a sword. He bows.[/b] "The trainee may have the first move."
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[b]Norarthur bows as well. She raises Excalibur and steps forward, slashing at Gul [/b]
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[b]Guldan blocks easily....[/b] [b]Time speeds forward, and Norathur is 17 years old, the day before Arthur's 18th birthday. He/she is speaking to Guldan.[/b] "I've trained you well, these six years, Arthur."
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"Indeed you have Master Guldan."
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"Now, no need to call me master any longer. Tomorrow, you become a man. And with that, you gain the responsibilities of a King upon your shoulders. Are you ready?"
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"Of course."
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[b]Guldan nods.[/b] "I'm proud of you...." [b]Time skips forward, and it is Arthur's first day as king. Hundreds of civilians had come and gone from the castle, meeting and greeting the new King. Arthur met with every single one of them, and by the end of the day, was sweating, tired. But before he could get any rest, a man runs into the castle.[/b] "P-please, she is innocent... my wife... she did not kill the child....."
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[b]Norarthur looks at the man. [/b] "What? Who?
