OOC: Absence!
IC:
Shredder: Shredder jolted into alertness. He had been day-dreaming of a better tomorrow, where there were open plains and meat for all...
Anyway, he heared a sentence being said by a strange, floating orb, which reminded him of the BoD's, only alot bigger.
"You have been troubled here by metal-legs. Why?" Said the orb. Shredder replied to this conversation as so: "These 'metal-legs', or Sligs, have almost completely destroid a village at the foot of the hill holding our last outpost, which we call 'The Mine'. This is our refuge from the Sligs at the moment. If the Sligs find us, though, we might have to find another refuge. I don't suppose you could help us against this Slig-threat?"...
Matthew: Matthew and Greg watched Gillik's expression as Sindera said these words. After about a minute Matt said,
"We better help her Gillik, she'll probably fall unconsious any minute. She's lost alot of blood... If only Jeff was here..."...
OOC: w00t? w00t!