Post by Morgan Coldsoul on Dec 2, 2003 11:47:58 GMT -5
Malkin lowers the dagger, weighing the truth in Angel's voice, then deftly flips the dagger over, catching it by the blade, and hands it to her. "I was attacked myself on the east side of town, on my way in. The fools who dared to assault me wielded knives like these."
He ponders this coincidence. "Perhaps...we have something in common, you and I. Mayhap there is room in your traveling group for another set of blades? I wouldn't mind having someone--or their cat--to watch my back while I find out who those maggots were and why they attacked me."
Essa'muen allanyae tomoriel; ched nahai collon, ched nahai gyor, ched nahai...besturin... (The world I have spun is perfect; no more pain, no more death, no more...sorrow...)
Post by Shadowdragon on Dec 2, 2003 13:12:08 GMT -5
Suddenly a young girl of about 19 years, comes bounding into the stables. Alfie! Ferdie! Papa needs you two. There's a Minotaur in the inn, and he's been hurt bad. There's a cleric and a healer over there and they've got him stable, but he's still lying on the floor in the main room. I think papa wants you to help move him to one of the rooms so he can rest." Looking around she suddenly spots Malkin and Angel. OH, you must be Angel. It's yer friend that's hurt over there, and whoever you are. She says turning to Malkin. I'm sure you'd be more comfortable in the inn propper. With that she and her brothers hurry out the door to help their father in the inn.
[shadow=red,down,300]Ok, so what's the speed of DARK?[/shadow]