OOS: GreatChickenman, SWEET FLAMING LANDS!!
Burn YOU!!!
I need people who are serious about this fiction to make entries. BustermanZero, HumanBean17, and EmperorJeramyu are thus far the only true dedicated writers that have posted. Please, we need writing style variaties. Just...be gentle with the characters.
IS:
Lakis and Lavene, the two Great Swords of Uratha. And now, Lakis was gone. The man was unhappy indeed.
Samuel looked down upon Lavene, the smaller of the pair and only remaining one left. His brother, Jacob, and that Rebeard fellow had been so quick with their mischevious plan. Rebeard took out the Blood Lyn, and Jacob fled with the sword. Now, Rebeard was being taken across the snow-capped mountains by Blood Lyn, and Jacob was being hunted down by a bounty hunter. How sweet this would be to watch the two morons fall.
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Orie looked at Jacob, who was sitting comfortably in the wagon.
That crest..he thought,
it MUST mean that...
Slowly, Orie looked down upon his own breastplate, realizing that he did, indeed, have the same crest as this "Jacob". They were both Blood Raids.
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Rebeard looked up at Taz, and then upon the scroll, which he continued to shield away from Taz's sight. At the top of the scroll were runes, the same ones that Rebeard could see on the walls. Below the scroll runes, the text showed.
The Runes Are Forged...
The Deed Is Done....
When Moon falls Unto....
The Legion shall rise....
Of course, it didn't have the catchy rythmn that Rebeard had hoped for, but it was a sign nonetheless. He MUST have Taz stay within the cave long enough for the moonlight to touch the Runes. Whatever this Legion was, it was dangerous.
"I suggest you find somewhere else to stay tonight.." Zent had said.
Perhaps the Legion would help Rebeard. Perhaps...Taz will die...
IS: Sorry, it sucked. But hey, keep going.