Have you ever had one of those dreams where you were falling and right before you hit, you wake up with a great jerk? I'm not so sure I woke up this time.
The zombies are coming and I'm fiddling with my bow. Next thing I know, one is right behind me. I immediately feel like I'm underwater, but I'm ok. The thing is right on top of me, so I drop the bow and unsheath my swords. Zombies aren't supposed to be that fast! Even if they are drowned. I make a wild slash and open a decent sized wound on the thing. Salt water sprayed everywhere and stank of dead fish and rot.
Then something weird happened. Weird and terrible. It was like I had been turned upsidedown and dunked in a water barrel. Like when I was a kid and Daniel and Bartley, two of the older boys in the troupe, though it would be funny. I think I fell and the rain was pouring over me and I'm gasping. A meaty fist appeared out of the blinding shower. I just looked at it, coming closer and closer. I think I'll go to sleep right here. . .
Who's the guy in the shiny armor and why is he shouting "I'll save you my lady!" at me? How odd. . .
Islan picked up off his feet. He's lying in that puddle. Why doesn't he get up? I can't get there in time. . .
What's this guy thinking, training his bow on me. He's too weak to even stand up, I look like a pincushion already, and he thinks he's gonna SHOOT me?
I look in disbelief at the parchment in front of me. Sigh. Thunk. I dropped my head back on this tree too hard. Oh, there's Alfred. "We'll miss you" he squawks. And flies away. . .
Jacques has wrapped himself around Mortedamos and Mortedamos is diving towards that well. Jacques pushed himself off him, he'll make it through fine now. Jacques, wait, he's pinwheeling. . .is this what happened. . .
Ok, let's just put you in here. Yes, I'm being careful, but we have to hurry because they may notice we're not with'em. Ok, let's close this door. What now? Is this going to work, FrostFang? FrostFang? Oh, wow! Ooh, don't drop me. . .
Yaaawwwnnn. Huh, this is an interestin-lookin' cave. How'd we get here? And why is Anwar running out of that pool naked. And yelling demons. . .
Jacques, you big show off! Oh Balls! I knew it was a bad idea to jump on the back of that dragon! Get out of my way! I need to get through! Finally. . . ok getting close. Alley-oop. Right hand down. . .get that leg over. . .and connect! Like freshly churned butter, huh FrostFang? Ewww! I'm covered in dragon guts. No, stop shouting FrostFang. I'm sure it's dead. FrostFang, stop shouting. Stop shouting! We don't need to stab it again! Damnit! Shut up! He's dead! Bloody hell! Oh, wow. . .you're glowing. . .
I don't think it's the best idea for Islan to read those walls. We need to figure out who the chick on the floor is. Oh crap! He's twitching! Huh, now what did he cast? 'And then when hense, time comes for the-' whoa. Should I be able to read this?
CRASH! I can't believe I was stupid enough to lose the crystal! SMASH! How could she have come in while I was sleeping? Byurgen! BALLS! Huh? Islan's here? Do you Think you could have shown up a Little sooner?
Woah. Dolartu's a chick. Does this mean, if I die, I could come back with (gulp!) tentacles?
Oh my goddess. . .I don't think anyone has ever seen anything like this before. Dolartu, how are we supposed to get in between a humongous gold dragon and that ghost dragon. I mean, "Go Magmar! Yay!" But, honestly! Altaire, you're crazy. . .
Ok, line of big uglies. String this bow. . .ooh! He's gonna say something! Oops! Uh, ok. Charge! Secure the bow. Let's have some fun. I've done this before. And up! Weapons. You're almost there Arilyn. Almost there. Fall with the rhythm. Thud. Soon. Thud. Closer. Thudnow. NOW!
Huh? Wha? Fire? Fire! Go! GO! Oh crap! Falling branch. Ooh wall of flame. This way? NO, that way. Sniff.Sniff. What's that meat smell? Oooh. That's not good. . .
This is boring. "Hey Islan, I'm gonna go wander. Maybe look to pick up a little loose change." "What? You will not you dirty, you inferior, ugh, filthy half-breed. You will-" Hmph. Slimy little bugger. "Hey, Jacques. Watcha doin'?" "Want to spar?" What the devil does he mean your energy needs to flow like water. . .
"Don't listen to him. Come with us. She's going to be after you too now. Do you have anywhere, anyone else to travel with?" And he was right. She had promised she would come back and kill all of us. And she looked like she meant it. . .
Looking at them, three men who accused me of theiving. One of whom beat me in combat. Stupid. I let myself get distracted. And cocky. I wanted to take it from him in a showy way. But they dare corner me, after that wench was just here and - hmph. I'll spit my blood their feet.
"I want you to reclaim something for me. A jewel. A crystal. It was taken from me. Reclaim it and bring it to me, and I will give you a great reward. Better than that of this tournament. It hangs around the neck of a foolish elf. I believe you made his acquaintance earlier, at the tavern. . .
You snivelling, arrogant, PALE excuse for a little man. I'll show you. "Oops! I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to spill your wine."
What? Where am I? Uhhh. My head. What did I do last night? Ouch! Big lump. Ooooh. I was running, and I fell. I got left behind. . .
Oh crap. Oh crap. They're right on my tail. Gotta go faster. Sharp left. Ahhh! Slick! I think I'll go to sleep right here. . .
IS THAT IT?!?
arilyn
hmmmmm?
A-ri-lyn
who's there
"Arilyn, do you want to come back? Will you return?"
elana?
"IT'S ABOUT BLOODY TIME!" |
