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Old 04-02-2003, 11:29 AM   #32
Lyra Greenleaf
The Diaphanous Dryad
 
Join Date: Jan 2003
Location: R toL: 531, past the wild path
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Desperately Lara crawled under the bed, trying to calm Laila. The baby refused to be quiet, and Lara could hear footsteps coming up the stairs. Please she whispered save us!
She didn't know who she was talking to, but it made her feel slightly better. The sound of footsteps was closer now, and a smell entered the room. It was a smell of blood, death, fear and everything disgusting.
Please! she prayed silently. Please!

But it was no use. There came a tug on her leg, and she was hauled backwards from under the bed. Both her and the baby were screaming, but the sight of the hideous creature was enough to shut them up. The creature put her over his shoulder, groaning at the weight. It was all Lara could do to avoid squashing Laila herself. As they went down the stairs the creature put her down, then snatched Laila with a leering grin, and handed the baby to a smaller creature.
Orc. The word tugged at the back of Lara's mind, a name from tales and nightmares. But this was all too real.

As the creature carried her out through the door, over it's shoulder she saw a body, crumpled by the stairs.
"Ered!" she screamed "Ered! No! Ered!"
From a combination of fear and sadness she vomited down the back of the orc. It was the last thing she remembered before she passed out.

[ April 02, 2003: Message edited by: Lyra Greenleaf ]
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