The Great Hunt (open to anyone!)
Oct 19, 2007 20:52:54 GMT -5
Post by Zark on Oct 19, 2007 20:52:54 GMT -5
Crimson noticed an out line in the air, and though he didn't understand it, he knew it wasn't going to be too grand. What the devil? I haven't seen anything like that since the time I drank a bit too much and some guy slipped some hallucination poisen in my drink. Those were dreadfull nightmares. He heard a voice that sent chills down his spine, making his hairs on his neck stand up on end. SHADES BLOOD! THE SHADE!
Then he saw the disguise melted away as the shade's true form was shone. It diffinately didn't help his nerves down. Oh hell! This can't be good! How the bloody hell can this ge- His thoughts were interupted by the elf as she spoke her say, and it made Crimson realize the true horror of what was going on. This can't be good. Something that'll kill too many people may put me out of a job! Less people to beat up in a bar!
The aura was frightening, but Crimson was in control of his fear. Sometimes that was a good thing, but other times it got him into even more trouble. This case would probally lead into more trouble. Okay, either of these people plan on doing some pretty nasty things with that egg. And as much as I would like a firebreathing beast at my side, its gonna attract more attention than necessary. So, the plan is... With as much speed as he could muster, he whipped at the egg, hoping to knock it out of her hands, then he tumbled behind the wall for cover, crossbow out and ready.
Fang! Go for the egg if you can! If it was possible, fang would knock the egg off the cliff. Crimson didn't know if it would survive the fall or not. All he knew was that he would rather not have anyone of these people have it. This is just too much trouble for me. The guys at home 'll never believe this story.
Then he saw the disguise melted away as the shade's true form was shone. It diffinately didn't help his nerves down. Oh hell! This can't be good! How the bloody hell can this ge- His thoughts were interupted by the elf as she spoke her say, and it made Crimson realize the true horror of what was going on. This can't be good. Something that'll kill too many people may put me out of a job! Less people to beat up in a bar!
The aura was frightening, but Crimson was in control of his fear. Sometimes that was a good thing, but other times it got him into even more trouble. This case would probally lead into more trouble. Okay, either of these people plan on doing some pretty nasty things with that egg. And as much as I would like a firebreathing beast at my side, its gonna attract more attention than necessary. So, the plan is... With as much speed as he could muster, he whipped at the egg, hoping to knock it out of her hands, then he tumbled behind the wall for cover, crossbow out and ready.
Fang! Go for the egg if you can! If it was possible, fang would knock the egg off the cliff. Crimson didn't know if it would survive the fall or not. All he knew was that he would rather not have anyone of these people have it. This is just too much trouble for me. The guys at home 'll never believe this story.