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Child of the West
Join Date: Dec 2003
Location: Watching President Fillmore ride a unicorn
Posts: 2,132
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Inzil woke to the sound of footsteps outside his home. Armed with a club he carefully opened the door to look out. There was nothing but darkness. He closed and locked himself in once more.
Just as he settled down again, there was another noise.It sounded like gravel crunched under foot. He rose again with his club, ready to crack some skulls. He peeked out the window. Nothing. He didn’t bother to go back to bed.He waited by the door, prepared to fling it open and beat the wolves to death next noise they made. The next noise around his house was a simple knock on the door. He flung it open, his club raised high, but there was no one outside. There was, however, a jack o’ lantern on his front step. He brought his club down smashing the pumpkin over and over. Bits of orange flying every which way. So consumed was he with the need to destroy the pumpkin he never saw the ax fall. ~*~*~ The next morning the village found Inzil’s head on his front step. A candle has been lit and put into his mouth. The Living Rikae Nerwen wilwarin538 Shastanis Althreduin A Little Green The Dead Kitanna – ripped apart Night 1 - Moddess Legate of Amon Lanc - Brained on Day 1 - Ranger Aganzir - Scalped on Night 2 - Ordo Macalaure - Set on fire Day 2 - Ordo McCaber - Choked on bits of Agan Night 3 - Seer satansaloser2005 - Thrown under a carriage Day 3 - Wolf Inziladun - Beheaded Night 4 - Ordo Day 4 has begun
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