*take his hand*
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Current revision as of 22:47, 19 September 2015
The way to Beldion's house wasn't far, as we traversed through the forest. No sooner then we had stepped into the dimming light of day, then I saw a hovel just on the edge of my vision.
"C'mon, it's not far from here," Beldion said in a hearty voice. Clearly, he hadn't seen what I had saw just yet. But as we approached the hovel, he whispered in a horrified voice, "By the grace of Aime please no."
The hovel door swung upon freely from it's hinges, and the fragments of broken glass littered the ground by the broken window. Beldion burst into the room, calling out his wife's name, "Yora! Yora!"
The scent of death laid heavy in the air as I entered the hovel. Beldion had run off into another room, and suddenly I heard the man groan in despair.
Moments later, he walked back out into the main room, cradling the broken body of a woman in his arms, tears flowing freely from his eyes.
"Those bastards did this. I know they must have!" He looked up to meet my eyes, fiery vengeance burning behind is gaze. "They will pay for this I swear."
| Ryd Status | |||
| Health | 30 | Equipment:
Sword, Leather Shirt | Companions:
None |
| Mana | 0 | ||
| Level | 1 | Love Interest | None |
| Gold | 0 | Experience | 0 |
