| Subject: Ok, ok. I didn't know if anyone would ask for more! Cool! Part 2 in here! |
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Date Posted: 19:57:52 01/03/04 Sat
In reply to:
Sekin Brightfall
's message, "It's good!!!! More!!!!!!!" on 00:38:14 01/03/04 Sat
Right before the yellow eyes charged, Rosha stood still as a post all of the sudden. Grabbing Thorin, she quickly told Argathall to do the same to Furtill.
"Quick, up in th' trees!" Rosha whispered.
"Okeyday!" Argathall replied.
"Hay! Argathall! What-" Furtill started.
"Suttup dummy! Tha' plop WAS heard by th' Elglazes! You dodo head!" Argathall snapped.
"Here, you'll need these." Rosha put her hands under her cloak and pulled them back out, sabres, daggers, axes, swords, spears, and a bow and arrows in her hands. She handed 2 long daggers to Furtill, an axe and a sabre to Argathall, a spear and another sabre to Thorin, and kept a sword and bow. "Givvem no mercy."
ZZZPPPTTHUUNNKK!
Two arrows found their targets.
"Iiiggggnnnnnaaaaalllll!" Thorin and Furtill jumped out of the tree, folowed by Argathall and Rosha.
"Auughghghg! Da' findid us fwoose!" The scratchy voice squealed. "Noo suppa fa O Rogga! Retet! Retet!"
Almost immediately, the friends were only surrounded by dead Elglazes and Yickos. Elglazes were a cross between snakes, legs, and arms. Yickos were komodo dragons, and claws on feet, legs, arms, and hands.
"Ahhhh! Yickos! Yickos are in th' area! Eeeeekkk!" Furtill screamed.
"Yeah stupid. If you could've made th' plop anny louder they wouldve 'ad a writtin ivite!" Rosha scolded.
"Hay! You 'ave no right ta scold me! I'm fitten like all youse!" Furtill defended himself.
"Soooo? Your stupider than th' rest of us!" Thorin said harshly.
"So what?! I'm a little careless, dumb, ur, ur, but happy! Rosha...you never ave emotion in them eyes." Furtill muttered.
"Ohhh, what a waste of eyes!" Rosha shouted sarcasticly.
"Yeeaaaahh!" Furtill shouted back, totaly unaware of what would happen next.
"I guess yours are better? More keen? More alert? Or are they too busy looking more Impall woman over?" Rosha kept it going.
"Ur, ur, ur, uh, ur, yes." he muttered.
"Good! Now, me gramma Carull was bakin' some horters! I 'eard she 'ad some norfer too! Les go 'afore more people wan 'em." Rosha brightened up at the thought.
"An' warn th' village 'bout th' Yickos? An' Elglazes?" Thorin asked.
"Yup...we'll 'afta prepare fer war." Argathall admited sadly.
"Sure, but, me weapons please." Rosha stated.
"Sure, here!" The three friends chourused together.
"Great! I might need em sometime else." Rosha took the weapons and stored them behind her cloak.
"I say, Rosha, how did ya' learn ta' become such a weapons person?" Thorin asked.
"Dunno. I think I got it from me grandpa Epis. 'E was a weaponsman! Till Nordids brought 'im down. Hah! E took out their 'ole civilization 'afore 'e was brought down." Rosha snorted.
They would have not gone to their village had they known that the Yickos and Elglazes would be following them with weapons and a net.
"Efagarafaera! We cachem 'en day each da vilich ech! Den we goo an' kiwll kiwll kiwll!" the scratchy voice called.
The friends got to the village edge and a huge net enveloped them.
"Noo go kill!" The scratchy voice called again.
(Sorry for the short chapter! I only had 15 minutes!)
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