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[caim-the-godstomper]

Migraine

   Caiméilia faltered. The thought is terrible, so close to the Dragon’s heart. She’d curse her weakness, but she has mordrems to deal with first. Friends to save. And a Dragon’s head to take. 

   And soldiers in front of her, calling her sister. She approach them, in her best Commander walk. Her mind sense the excited expectation of the Dragon. She close on the archer leading them.

   He doesn’t expect the dagger to his neck. The other two don’t expect the vines that tear them appart. Caim darts through the shadows and slash through the breacher, once, twice. Breath in. Look around for any trace of Marjory and Canach.

“WHY WON’T YOU SERVE ME?! I’D GIVE YOU THE REST YOU CRAVE FOR AND YOUR …”

   The roar hurts, pounding in her head tearing it apart. She doesn’t understand it’s words only it’s anger. But it doesn’t matter, the answer stay the same.

“I am the hunter and you are just another prey.”

   It sulks back, in the background of her mind, not leaving her alone, never leaving her alone. Nevertheless, she need to find back Marjory and Canach. Forward it is.

“Commander! Thank the gods! You disappeared during the last fight. We feared the worst.”

   Marjory call her the moment she spots her. Canach seem to curse under his breath. His shield stay in front of him, his sword pointed at her. Caiméilia stops at reasonable distance, hands raised.

“As much as killing each other sounds like fun Canach, there’s a Dragon I’d like to tear apart first.

   Her voice is full of dry sarcasm but mostly it sounds tired. Unsurprisingly so. They didn’t have much time to sleep. But the sword stay pointed at her. Caiméilia give the decision a tiny nods. Better be careful, especially when she so clearly got separated from them. Plus, it helps her determining that Canach probably isn’t under Mordremoth’s paws yet. She can’t help but admire him for how long he can hold under that pressure, without the protection of the Dream.

“Canach?”

“It was too quiet”

  Marjory is frowing at him, before her gaze settle back on Caiméilia.She can’t really help the lightness in her tone when she answer.

“Quiet? I run into quite a bit of trouble out there. Didn’t hear?”

“Out there? Or in there?, he says slowly.

“Both. Glad to see you still have your head on your shoulders.”

   Finally, the sword lowers. She is still careful in her approach, her hands now ready to reach for her bow.

“Getting harder to keep it there, I know”

   It’s good to look into the eyes of someone that understands how relentlessly the Dragon claw at their minds, turning and turning for any kind of opening. And to know that should they fail to resist, the other will kill them.Her hands settle back. From the corner of her eyes, she notice Marjory dropping her combat stance.

“Was that some sort of sylvari thing? I didn't understand a word.“

   That makes Canach snorts. Caiméilia can feel a smile tugging at her lips,  despite her tiredness, despite the cold that pulse in her. Of course she’s lying, the brillant human detective. Probably doesn’t trust neither Canach nor Caim fully at the moment. That’s why Caim choose her to come along after all.

“Come on. We got people to save”

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[leolepri]

O Rooney argentino

Com seu calendário passando por uma TRUCULENTA reformulação, o futebol argentino vive 2016 com nada menos do que 30 equipes disputando a primeira divisão (divididas em dois grupos de 15); e uma B Nacional, o equivalente à segundona, com outros 22 quadros dos mais tradicionais possíveis brigando por apenas uma vaguinha direta na elite. A outra será decidida em um torneio reducido, uma espécie de mata-mata envolvendo do segundo ao quinto colocado na classificação geral.

Em uma primeira análise podem parecer campeonatos inflacionados (e de fato são mesmo), mas acredite; devemos agradecer esta oportunidade ÍMPAR de nos deliciarmos com os mais belos e essenciais clássicos que qualquer vivente apaixonado por futebol gostaria de desfrutar: los clasicos del ascenso argentino.

Logo na abertura desta temporada da B Nacional rolou o clássico PUNTANO. Frente a frente, os dois rivais da província de San Luis (Estudiantes e Juventud Unida) mediram forças pela primeira vez numa importante divisão organizada pela AFA.

O torneio está apenas na 9ª rodada (de um total de 21), mas já aconteceram jogos da ÍNDOLE de: Almagro x Nueva Chicago (vitória do Torito por 2 a 1), All Boys x Chacarita (vitória do Albo por 1 a 0), Almagro x Los Andes (vitória do Mil Rayitas – melhor apodo impossível – por 2 a 1), All Boys x Ferro (terminou empatado em 1 a 1), além do tremendo Talleres x Instituto em Córdoba (que terminou empatado em 1 a 1).

Mas foi no último sábado que tivemos, depois de assombrosos 15 anos, o acontecimento dos acontecimentos da B Nacional: EL SUPERCLASICO DEL ASCENSO!

All Boys e Nueva Chicago se reencontraram no Islas Malvinas com uma saudade que já não cabia no peito. E por isso fizeram um jogo interessantíssimo, com o Albo apresentando ao mundo o seu Wayne Rooney particular.

Germán Lessman, 25 anos, impressiona pela semelhança física com o atacante inglês. Fez as categorias de base em um modesto clube de sua cidade natal; Esperanza (província de Santa Fé), mas surgiu de fato no Colón. Peregrinou por alguns clubes argentinos (e um chileno) antes de desembarcar em Floresta no início deste ano. Não demorou muito e já caiu nas graças da galera. Ele é o artilheiro da B Nacional com 8 gols e contando. No último sábado, no clássico contra o Chicago, somou DOS POROTITOS MÁS pra conta.

Confira os gols do Superclasico del Ascenso:

Neste domingo ainda tivemos a vitória do Chacarita por 2 a 0 sobre o Ferro Carril, que teve OITO jogadores expulsos..

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