RE: Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Three: Forgotten Whispers]
11-30-2013, 03:47 AM
(This post was last modified: 11-30-2013, 04:26 PM by ICan'tGiveCredit.)
A huge red bell manifests in the sky as Watson employs the art of Fine Wining and drops the bottle of wine on the floor. It sinks into the ground, as if the ground was made of liquid cheese, with which wine becomes a delicacy. All the blood on the floor is absorbed into the steadily growing puddle of wine covering the ground. The walls become adorned with people from ancient times drinking red liquid from a cup.
The puddle spread to the outside and surround Savannah, Watson, Thunderpaw and Nos. They are momentarily surrounded in a flurry of auburn, burgundy and flame-red as the rejuvenation seeps into them while the bell tolls from the top of the building. Four brave figures are traced 'pon the bell.
Before this, Watson still had doubts about. But this thought, the bell, the no-doubt delicious floor, and intricate wine-walls, all subside when the feeling of grogginess comes along with which Watson is all too familiar.
![[Image: beer.jpg]](https://www.angelfire.com/hi5/interactive_learning/StudentWeblessons/HannahAlexander/beer.jpg)
The puddle spread to the outside and surround Savannah, Watson, Thunderpaw and Nos. They are momentarily surrounded in a flurry of auburn, burgundy and flame-red as the rejuvenation seeps into them while the bell tolls from the top of the building. Four brave figures are traced 'pon the bell.
Before this, Watson still had doubts about. But this thought, the bell, the no-doubt delicious floor, and intricate wine-walls, all subside when the feeling of grogginess comes along with which Watson is all too familiar.