Sunday, January 8, 2012

010812


“They sent me to kill the…” She swallowed hard, starring into the cave, “…troll. They sent me, and that’s what I intend to do.”
Though her feet remained as solid as ever. A low snort echoed against the caves walls; a warning. She motioned for her spear.
“Now how did the words go? Fos Ring Dul? Fub Roh Dang?” she thought, biting her bottom lip. “No matter, I’m sure it’ll come to me.”
A roar shook her to the marrow. There would be only one way to find out if she be truly Dragonborn.
I've been playing too much skyrim...

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