Re: The Grand Battle [Game on!]
07-13-2009, 12:35 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by fait.
"There you are, dragoness," Emily said, entering.
Alcarith looked up, not too surprised Emily was there. She sat up on the bed, not taking much notice to the glass.
"Are you alright?"
"I'm fine, ma'am," Alcarith responded. "What of that necromancer?"
"He fell down the hole in the stairway and is now...singing."
"Singing?"
"Yes, don't ask. I wouldn't know why he's doing that. Perhaps it's a good thing the necromancer is also a lunatic."
Alcarith puts her feet on the floor and then stands up. The overshadowing of death hasn't made any effort to be pushed to the back of the mind, out of sight. If she were to win, she thought, even this old woman would have to die. She can't imagine her dying painlessly in this situation.
"Is everything alright? You didn't break anything, did you?"
Alcarith spoke up without facing Emily. "I'm fine. Let's see what else is in this house before we get distracted again."
"I hope no one else comes through this window." Emily turned around and put up her shield as she backed toward the door. Alcarith exits the room and heads to her right. There were two doors, one was open and a bed could be seen from where Alcarith currently stood. The door to her right was closed and it was unknown if the door would budge or not.
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Meanwhile, Lutherion continues to hum his ridiculous tune as he walks around the basement. He picks up a pickle jar and ogles it as it were his new best friend. He then suddenly changes his mind, sets the pickle jar down and picks up a jar of pickled beets.
"Ah yes!" Lutherion exclaimed as if he discovered something the universe had never seen before. "You'll do much better than a bunch of stupid cucumbers!"
"There you are, dragoness," Emily said, entering.
Alcarith looked up, not too surprised Emily was there. She sat up on the bed, not taking much notice to the glass.
"Are you alright?"
"I'm fine, ma'am," Alcarith responded. "What of that necromancer?"
"He fell down the hole in the stairway and is now...singing."
"Singing?"
"Yes, don't ask. I wouldn't know why he's doing that. Perhaps it's a good thing the necromancer is also a lunatic."
Alcarith puts her feet on the floor and then stands up. The overshadowing of death hasn't made any effort to be pushed to the back of the mind, out of sight. If she were to win, she thought, even this old woman would have to die. She can't imagine her dying painlessly in this situation.
"Is everything alright? You didn't break anything, did you?"
Alcarith spoke up without facing Emily. "I'm fine. Let's see what else is in this house before we get distracted again."
"I hope no one else comes through this window." Emily turned around and put up her shield as she backed toward the door. Alcarith exits the room and heads to her right. There were two doors, one was open and a bed could be seen from where Alcarith currently stood. The door to her right was closed and it was unknown if the door would budge or not.
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Meanwhile, Lutherion continues to hum his ridiculous tune as he walks around the basement. He picks up a pickle jar and ogles it as it were his new best friend. He then suddenly changes his mind, sets the pickle jar down and picks up a jar of pickled beets.
"Ah yes!" Lutherion exclaimed as if he discovered something the universe had never seen before. "You'll do much better than a bunch of stupid cucumbers!"