Hookbill the Goomba's post
Standing by the door, Taurthol found that he could think of nothing to suggest. Usually he was full of ideas, but today he had not been feeling one hundred percent. He wanted rest, but knew that he would not be permitted it. The earlier party had left a lot of them worn out.
Then all of a sudden, with out warning he drew his sword, and many others did also. He thought he knew what this meant. They had to fight. He knew that there was not much else they could do. Unless some elf came up with an ingenious strategy that did not involve going out to meet them head on, they had a challenge on their hands.
Last edited by piosenniel; 09-27-2004 at 10:58 AM.
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