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Grey Swords.
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Recruiting
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| Leadership:
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Grey Ferelden
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| Goals:
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Looking for some.
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| Recruitment Policy:
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Recruiting
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| Contact:
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Word of Mouth
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Short-wave Radio Info
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| This group or location has a dedicated radio frequency.
Frequency: Awaiting reconnection MHz
Transmitter Coordinates: Mobile Phone Mast Status Monitor -- http://tinyurl.com/qvew4
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The Grey Swords
Steel slammed on bone and flesh as the Grey Sword forced the Zombie back one step, and then another. Sweat stung his eyes, and blood covered his armour but even so he could still tell that the creature wanted him as its next meal. Its kin lay dead on the ground around them, their black, congealed blood already cooling in the midnight air. The other Swords were already wrapping up the last Zombies that remained; he could hear their ghastly moans as they struggled to grab hold of thier enemy. It was a futile effort. The tide of the battle had turned.
The Grey Sword redoubled his efforts, gritting his teeth as he dealt blow after blow against the Zombie's rotting flesh. It was unheeding of the blows it was being dealt, and its legs bowed beneath the onslaught. It hissed in anger, its dead white eyes widening as its rotting hands were finally sliced from its grasping arms. They flopped to the ground like boned fish, and still the Zombie tried to get at him, this time attacking with its slackened jaw.
“Join the rest of your kind, undead fiend!”
With one powerful swipe of his longsword, the Zombie’s head severed cleanly from its shoulders. Ichor fountained into the air, splattering on the Grey Sword’s armor. The creature’s body jerked and spasmed, then finally teetered back to collapse and be still.
The head kept rolling, he noted, picking up speed as it made its way down the hill and into the streets below. He listened and realized that the sounds of battle had ended. A hush had descended on the area, and with it he allowed himself a grim smile.
The Dead would take no victims today.
(An extract from the Saga of Stormwall's Swords).
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Roleplaying Notice
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| Notice: This User or Group enjoys the RPG aspect of MMORPGs, the category of games that Urban Dead falls into. As such, there is probably quite a bit of roleplaying and/or creative writing on this page and in said User/Group's in-game actions. In other words, if you think the difference between IC and OOC is "One has an 'I' and the other has two 'O's," buzz off.
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Oath of the Grey Swords
General News and Reports
29th of August 2018: Wiki pages are being cleaned up and edited. Been a very long time since I was last here. - Grey Ferelden 29/08/2018
The Grey Swords:
A re-organised, stubborn survivor dedicated to the defence and maintenance of Reganbank. Reganbank as many know, is pretty much a TRP wasteland, with few resource building of any worth, such as the few Fire Stations and one Hospital. This is one of the reasons for being here in the first place. This "lack" of resources means that survivors in general have to be of a stronger stock to make a home out of this suburb, how it should be in a zombie apocalypse.
Grey Swords Code of Conduct
Goals of the Grey Swords
Allies of the Grey Swords
The Grey Swords would gladly ally with any Pro-Survivor group.
Current Allies are:
Forum URL
No forum as yet.
Follow this link to the Grey Swords Talk Page: Talk:Grey Swords
Rules of the Grey Swords
The Grey Swords support the following ideals:
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Trenchcoater
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| This user finds no irony in 20 shotguns and katanas.
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--Osric Stormwall 15:17, 28 February 2010 (UTC)
