Spirits surround me... I am not sure if I am alive or dead. They suddenly surround me, crushing me, drowning me. Wait, I am not being drowned by ghosts, I am in water! I desperately try to swim for the surface. It appears that a ceiling is above me, but I try anyway. I rise up, up, up, and luckily, instead of hitting my head on the ceiling, find myself in a small cave.
I gasp for air, then note the only entrance to the cave appears to be the water I came in on. If I were a Human, this would be impossible to see in, but, luckily, I am a dwarf, and dwarves can see in the dark. There are some boulders piled on one of the sides. I decide to try moving them, hoping that I may discover another exit to this place. As I move one of the boulders, I see glint of light, and am encouraged to move more of the stones. I discover not an exit, but a peculiar sword. strangely, it seems to shimmer in the light, even though there is no light here. As I sit here holding this sword, I remember whose fault it is that I am here.
Gwolfski! He is the one who flooded the fort, dooming many dwarves to their deaths, and forcing me to refuge here. As I remember Gwolfski's folly, the sword glows. I calm down a little, and the sword's light lowers, until it is just a shimmer again. I realize that to gain revenge on Gwolfski, I must get out of here. As I realize this, the sword resumes light, until it is nearly burning my eyes. I feel myself walk to the wall. "But there is no exit here", I think, While my sword swings, and creates one. The rock is hard, but my sword cuts through like mere butter. Where it slices, nothing remains. I smile, and begin to tunnel through the rock.
Later, I pop through into one of as-of-yet unsubmerged corridors of the fort, suprising a somewhat elderly dwarf. I say to him, "Where is Gwolfski?!".
He replies, still shaken, "Gwolfski is nowhere, for he is dead".
"No, this cannot be!", I exclaim, "How am I to get revenge on one who is dead?".
Then, the sword itself seemed to speak to me, and it said this, "Many things I can cut, and I happen to know that ectoplasm is one of them".
"Hmmm... I suppose this shall work.", I said, and walked off. "I think I shall refer to you as 'Rosywander'", said I as I walked away.
"You ain't wanting to buy some fish?", called the old dwarf after me.
I turned back, and put Rosywander to his throat. "Do know what was wrong with that sentence?, said I.
"No", said he, afraid once again.
"Ain't means 'am not', and 'you am not' is incorrect grammar", I said as Rosywander sliced through the fool's head.
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I wrote this before I read to the end of the thread. I hope that Gwolfski is currently dead, and that Pikachu17 is alive. If I am dead, please PM with the info, and do not re-dwarf me, unless I specifically tell you to.---------
I wrote this before I read to the end of the thread. I hope that Gwolfski is currently dead, and that Pikachu17 is alive. If I am dead, please PM with the info, and do not re-dwarf me, unless I specifically tell you to.