Raz
In Raz:
It was!
Raz strained to move, but the fall had paralyzed him, and he hoped it was momentarily.
The three silohettes were still lurking in the shadows, and he listened as a Glukkon and a slig, checked out the camp. He hoped that his comrades had picked hidden sleeping spots...
Arfk! Arfk!
Raz assumed a slog had found on or all of his partners.
Wait...
The sound was getting distant, and Raz couldn't hear the glukkons or sligs anymore, 'cept a far-off shout.
Then it happened.
The figures rustled into action, and then he saw them. He had never seen native Gulchies, and there they were. They were adorned with hanging paramite shells, carved Luyo branches, and all four of their hands blackened and sparkling with a strange aura.
"Take them all prisoner. Seal their hands together with Amec paste. Revive the industri-gul, and question him."
Raz quietly listened as the three of them proceeded to enslave them...
Out of Raz:
The plot thickens! This is getting good now! Also, you guys should post more frequently! I waited a whole 2 days before you posted!
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-Shadestorm
Proud Member of Lunarshade Inc.
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Anytime I see something screech across a room and latch onto someones neck, and the guy screams and tries to get it off, I have to laugh, because what is that thing.
Last edited by Shadestorm; 01-21-2003 at 05:40 PM..
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