Saturday, 10 November 2012

Answers, at last?

Malmir's booted foot crunched down on the broken drinking vessel, the brittle ceramic's crack a cacophony in the semi-darkness, the sound a brutal addition to Johann's brutal threat. As the foreman groggily came to his senses, his confusion rapidly turned to fear as he became aware of the muscular figure looming over him, while his inhuman companion, an elf now doubt, leering menacingly over his shoulder.

"What happened here?" The elf said, flatly, indicating the gruesome remains in the antechamber and the ramshackle barricade behind them.

With a dry, choking hack to clear his airways, the foreman began to cough up his secrets.

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