"Right then..." Koln muttered as he adjusted the wooden shield on his back. The sword at his hip was a comfort against the thought of what was to come. "Are we all ready???"
The Dwarves stood before the Blacksmiths, inside Steelbone was haggeling with the Smith, whos name happened to be Smithy much to the Dwarves annoyance, over a set of lockpicks. He was short a few coins and the Smith was not willing to budge on the price...
"Oh come on, this is a load of Kitten Tallow..." Growled Mordian as he marched into the Blacksmiths, slapped ten of his remaining coins onto the bench and forced the Picks into Steelbone's hands. "We have to get going..." The growl came out between his clenched teeth silencing both Steelbone and Smithy...
Meanwhile at the Gates to the Graveyard Road, Doombeard had moved on ahead of the others and was waiting with Menaceheals and Stiehl. He tapped the toe of his boot against the stone pillars that flanked either side of the Metal Gate, he chuckled as he looked back at the others wearing simple Pigtail shoes and their worn out state. He felt good about his disicion on footware. The two Priests however were busy in their conversation...
"So lets look at it this way." Argued Menaceheals as she tightend her grip on the Bostaff, "We both know the healspell so we both look at the rests health, but we must also note that we can look after the other aspects of battle right..."
"Right," replied Stiehl. "You take care of the Boosting of our Defences and such, while I worry about the creatures we will face..." A smile crept across his face, "I don't understand why we had to work this out, I mean it was kind of obvious..."
A groan of pain erupted from Menaceheals as she threw her hands up into the air in disgust. She was about to yell at the other priest when the last three arrived. Koln's eyes were trained on the back of Moradin's head, as if digging into the skull, yet Moradin's face was that of enjoyment at the other's expense. It was silently agreed between the remaining four not to ask as they left the gates and began their journey down the long winding path, the torches held high to illuminate their way...
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"Sssstranngeerssssss... A Word with yooouuu...." Came a hissing voice as a Man Cloaked in both cloth and shadows stepped out from the a small wooden goatpath and onto the main. As he approcahed his Reptilan face came clear as he stood towering over the Dwarves...
"Doesss Garreth, the Village Elllderrrr Ssstilll live in the Villlaggee???" His tounge lashed out with every syliboel, his sharp teeth glistend in the torchlight as his lips spread into a smile...
The Dwarves looked at one another, Steelbone alone spoke...
"Buzzzz offf..." He said in a mocking tone, before he was clipped over the head by the two Warriors...
"Yes, The Elder is still housed in the Village of Valeia..." Replied Moridan pointing down the road back to the village. Shockingly the Lizardman only smiled once again without a word, his eyes trainned on Steelbone's face before he bowed and strode past the Dwarves. Once again the Dwarves looked at eachother before sharing a like minded Shrug. Only Steelbone looked back over his shoudler as they set off once again down the path...
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So then I will start the Game when I get home (Currently at a net cafe near where I work) but I just thought to give the one and only event that happens at the start of the actual game. Its an avoidable event and not much can be done about it. There are only three things you can say to him, and they are only an answer to his question. Yes, No, and as Steelbone said. Buzzzzz Offff... But it matters little what you say in the end...
Anyway, hope no one dies on the Path alone, kinda sad if I can't keep you alive there. But like I said before, it has been a LONG time since I played the game propper...
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