thanx Guys
yeah, the do belive that Sekto's dead, but he ain't
well I'm about to send in another chapter here now, but it's a bit short... anyway it's just what I've been written so far. Here it is enjoy...
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Stormous lead them to a large hut, with a sign on the door, which said “ Clothes for your own need”. Stranger raised an eyebrow while he scratched himself in the neck.
- Here it is… I’ve to warn you about this fellow in here; he’s quite nasty and weird so watch your back, you might never know what’s on his mind, Stormous said with a serious voice.
- Right, Stranger began, but what kind of clothes are we going to wear?
- What does fit for a meeting, asked the Grubb.
- Well the latest fashion is to wear a large poncho with decorations like feathers, beads and different sort of patterns. And to that comes a couple of fingerless light gloves with patterns as well, but that’s just the latest though.
- Kind of advanced fashion, eh, asked Stranger.
- It isn’t that much advanced as it sounds, it’s just much describing… shall we go inside?
- Why not it seems to be pretty quiet and, the Grubb began before she got interrupted of a sound, a Steef scream. She hided herself behind Stranger and shaked with fear.
- W…what was that, Stranger stuttered with frightening.
- That’s him, the guy we’re about to meet, answered Stormous, still calm.
- Who, asked the Grubb.
- The Ultimate Hunter, answered Stormous as he knocked on the great door.
- Who is it, a deep and serious voice asked.
- It’s the Steef Guardian Stormous with some friends, answered Stormous.
The door opened and a tiny, but pretty strong- and dwarf looking Steef came out from the hut. He had very large horns, too large for his head and he had long dreads in both black and light colours, together with his normal hair colour. The eyes of the Steef were yellow; a very rare paint for Steefs and a scar that was running from the left eyebrow to the cheekbone. He was wearing a murky cloak with small beads and large red feathers along the shoulders and the neck. The fur was dark brown except for his fists – they were black as the night itself and so were his hooves and legs as well. He looked at the newcomers with both curiosity and doubt.
- Who are these jokers, huh, the Ultimate hunter asked with a hoarse but still deep voice.
- These are the newcomers whom my brother and I meet yesterday in the forest, Stormous began, and they need some clean clothes do you have anything that would fit them?
- Well certainly… it’s easy to find Steef clothes in here, but I’m afraid that Grubb clothes are very rare. Who knows if there are any, lets have a look, the Ultimate hunter said as he welcomed them in to the hut.
Ta ta!
~DS~