RE: Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Three: Forgotten Whispers]
09-02-2013, 05:00 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-02-2013, 05:00 PM by MasterBlade.)
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Thunderpaw knocks the teacup out of Watson's hand while shouting gibberish about it being no time for snacks.
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What was that, the third time Thunderpaw had danced too close to death this week? He tossed aside his armor cuirass so he could get a better look at the damage. The scarring looked bad, as most wounds do. He took solace in the thought that he managed to survive the hit, and that the magical aura meant his armor would need little repair from the brute of the attack.
"And these are the fallen brothers you speak of? Tell me, how many are we seeking? Two? Twenty? We have already lost many in our march to gain what we have, all while wandering blindly."
Thunderpaw stares dead into Ranzan's eyes, a look of fury deep within. "There will be no more riddles. There will be no more secret dealings and half-spoken plans. You will tell us exactly where these remaining crystals are, for I refuse to die fighting on an unseen path and I refuse to have them die in my place under the same folly."
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Thunderpaw knocks the teacup out of Watson's hand while shouting gibberish about it being no time for snacks.
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What was that, the third time Thunderpaw had danced too close to death this week? He tossed aside his armor cuirass so he could get a better look at the damage. The scarring looked bad, as most wounds do. He took solace in the thought that he managed to survive the hit, and that the magical aura meant his armor would need little repair from the brute of the attack.
"And these are the fallen brothers you speak of? Tell me, how many are we seeking? Two? Twenty? We have already lost many in our march to gain what we have, all while wandering blindly."
Thunderpaw stares dead into Ranzan's eyes, a look of fury deep within. "There will be no more riddles. There will be no more secret dealings and half-spoken plans. You will tell us exactly where these remaining crystals are, for I refuse to die fighting on an unseen path and I refuse to have them die in my place under the same folly."