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Post by OGRenderence on Nov 17, 2006 21:13:02 GMT -5
A chilly breeze blowed through the air. A nearby guard shuddered slightly and moved down the narrow street. He walked past a torch and relished the yellowish orange glow of it, before he walked back into the unlit part of the street. The light suddenly went of. The guard turned and looked at the unlit torch. "What? Damn breeze! Always put out the torches." The guard muttered darkly. A man shaped shadow played across the far wall of the street. The guard pulled his sword out and called "Hello? Is that you Smithy?" No answer came back to him. The guard, now scared, put his sword away and turned back down the street. "It was nothin'. It was nothin'. It was just a trick of the light." He said to himself. He walked a few feet and felt confident that nothing was over there. His eyes rolled up and he fell over with a small thud. A thief, dressed in black, walked over to the guards unconscious body.
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Post by me on Nov 17, 2006 21:14:01 GMT -5
interesting...cant wait for more
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Post by OGRenderence on Nov 17, 2006 21:18:08 GMT -5
Thx.
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Post by me on Nov 17, 2006 21:30:55 GMT -5
your welcome Oh updated me story you should check it out
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Post by OGRenderence on Nov 17, 2006 21:31:45 GMT -5
K then. I'll update this to.
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Post by me on Nov 17, 2006 21:34:45 GMT -5
I mean the one I have right below this *SHameless self promotion*
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Post by OGRenderence on Nov 17, 2006 21:35:08 GMT -5
I know!
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Post by me on Nov 17, 2006 21:37:25 GMT -5
oh sorry...still cant beat shamless self promotion
anyway I cant wait for more
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Post by dogonda on Nov 17, 2006 21:40:26 GMT -5
awesome! makes me wondering what the theifs motive is.
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Post by OGRenderence on Nov 17, 2006 22:07:17 GMT -5
The inn keeper looked at his book of patrons. He spoke to a cat that sat looking at him only a few feet down the counter, "Looks like a good day for us, eh kitty? A rich Lord givin' us business? O happy days!..... heh." He toppled over and was dragged off by a dark figure. The Thief walked back and picked up the Patron Book. He smirked as he saw the Lord's name. He walked towards the stairs and calmly walked up them.
A guard stood in front of a door. A door that the Thief wanted to go through. He pulled his bow from his back and notched a special arrow and fired. The arrow began to whistle and click before it even landed in the room down the hall. The Guard was startled and he rushed over towards the noise. The Thief ran quickly after the guard and pulled a dagger out of it's holder. The guard looked at the dead arrow and screamed loudly as the dagger went into his back. The Thief pulled his dagger from the guard's corpse and he walked into the Lord's Room.
The thief scowled as he wlked through a gated door and looked down a stair case. He heard his target talking and he moved down the stairs.
The Thief walked down the street clutching a velvet bag in his hand. He smiled and pocketed it.
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Post by RareCarpet on Nov 17, 2006 22:12:17 GMT -5
hehe veeeeelllllvvvvveeeettttttt funny word ^^^
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Post by OGRenderence on Nov 17, 2006 22:13:38 GMT -5
Be construtive not annoying.
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Post by RareCarpet on Nov 17, 2006 22:15:47 GMT -5
Ah well fine then.... Good job with the details!
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Post by OGRenderence on Nov 17, 2006 22:17:39 GMT -5
Yay. ^_^ Thx.
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Post by me on Nov 17, 2006 22:27:15 GMT -5
Nice...I want that arrow....and that bag of what I can only assume is money
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