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A little thought.
Posted: 08 Jun 2005 06:16 AM |
| Drogar layed on a blanket of grass in the field not far from Buckshire, he stared up at the sun and closed one eye, then opened the other shuting his other eye, looking at the light spots in front of his vision. His intention turned to a nearby swallow, cherping its mateing call. Drogar let out a deep sigh. And abrubtly sat up. His thoughts went back to Ferein. He sighed again, "The Elves are mad." he said to himself, i can't actually believe what they would do to get hold of that shard. Drogar crossed his legs, and plucked at some grass and let it fall through his hands, And shut his eyes, the memories of him being in Hell came back to him, the fire, the cold the thunder the ground shaking. All of it scared him really. And then the gathering of people, who was there, he touched his lip with a finger and whispered the names of the people present, "Calia, Alton, Roland, Jubie, Malaki, Gasher, Lilly and Jack" and the man in white who used his hands to speak. All of them condemned Jack by the word of a Demon prince, Drogar wondered to himself how people could be so quick to comdemn. Drogars face went red with anger at the thought of letting the Demon have his way. Why didnt he just kill Jack himself? Drogar opened his eyes with the look of puzzlement on his face "I wonder if the elves would give me over to a Demon for the shard?!?" Drogar with a big gulp layed back down to carry on with his afternoon nap. |
Tom Benedict (elf cleric), Jimmy Scarlet (human ranger) Drogar Dintfin (Halfling Thief) |
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