RE: The Warlords of Krahl - A Collaborative Writing Adventure
01-24-2014, 12:30 AM
(This post was last modified: 01-24-2014, 12:33 AM by Gatr.)
"Yeah, yeah."
Seraeus looked impatiently around the storehold. Upon finally finding his meager bag of goods, he rejoined the group, only to find them grimacing in disgust at the brain matter. He scoffed. Amateurs. Although he shouldn't have been saying anything, as he was fairly new to this whole adventuring thing, he had seen his fair share of gore, most of it inflicted by him. It was all in self-defense, though, so he was slightly uncertain about this whole invasion thing. Really, he had only taken the job for money, and because she had suggested that he do so. He supposed it was easy enough for a lizardman to look like a prisoner, as his kind were often arrested for little reason, so he took the job. First, they had bought a small bit of Lesser Dragon from a butcher, so he would have something to work with. True, Lesser Dragons were just big lizards that could breathe fire and not fly, but breathing fire was always useful. It was kind of expensive, but the payoff from this would be well worth it. Thus, he took it from his bag and ate it, fully expecting a fight. It would take a couple of minutes before his magic took place.
"What are we going to do about them?"
Them? Oh, those prisoners. Not many of them looked very useful, and he was best suited to a small group. So he hatched a plan.
"Hey, you lot! The exit's back that way!"
This would be enough. The mass of escaping prisoners would suit as a distraction. Now all they had to do was to run off in the other direction, deeper into the fortress. He gestured towards the door.
"Quickly, now. Before someone notices."
Seraeus looked impatiently around the storehold. Upon finally finding his meager bag of goods, he rejoined the group, only to find them grimacing in disgust at the brain matter. He scoffed. Amateurs. Although he shouldn't have been saying anything, as he was fairly new to this whole adventuring thing, he had seen his fair share of gore, most of it inflicted by him. It was all in self-defense, though, so he was slightly uncertain about this whole invasion thing. Really, he had only taken the job for money, and because she had suggested that he do so. He supposed it was easy enough for a lizardman to look like a prisoner, as his kind were often arrested for little reason, so he took the job. First, they had bought a small bit of Lesser Dragon from a butcher, so he would have something to work with. True, Lesser Dragons were just big lizards that could breathe fire and not fly, but breathing fire was always useful. It was kind of expensive, but the payoff from this would be well worth it. Thus, he took it from his bag and ate it, fully expecting a fight. It would take a couple of minutes before his magic took place.
"What are we going to do about them?"
Them? Oh, those prisoners. Not many of them looked very useful, and he was best suited to a small group. So he hatched a plan.
"Hey, you lot! The exit's back that way!"
This would be enough. The mass of escaping prisoners would suit as a distraction. Now all they had to do was to run off in the other direction, deeper into the fortress. He gestured towards the door.
"Quickly, now. Before someone notices."
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