The End
Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 6:35 am
** An old tired shadowly figure waits in far reaches of of the wastelands. He looks around into the vast darkness of the desert only to see nothing but blackness and shadow's. He mutter's to himself ** where is this damn elf? ** He pulls out a small gnomish device and looks at the hands on the face and mutter's again ** Damn elves are either always late or never around when you need them.
** As the sand blows against his armor, he pulls out a small pouch and pipe. He takes large pinch of tobacco and places it into the bowl of the pipe and then puts it into his mouth. The figure lights a match across his armor, the flare up of the flame disrupts his nightvision only for few seconds and lights his pipe and takes few long puffs **
** As he takes few more deep puffs of his pipe, he notices a figure moving toward him on very edge of his nightvision. he mutter's ** about damn time
** The elf finaly reaches him. There the stand in the dark moonless night. The dark figure nods to the elf and hands him the deed and small bag of gem's ** As we agreed Sir *pauses* The place is yours to use as you see fit, I have sent letters to those still active that you will be taking over for good so I can retire in peace. ** A odd familar feeling comes over Hordack, he scans the darkness of the wastes around him and see's nothing, he shrugs it off and return's his gaze to the elf ** I do believe all the loose ends have been taken care of as well. Oh wait almost forgot this ** pulls out a rolled parchment ** the design plans for the guild hall you will need those. ** hands the parchment to the elf **
** As the sand blows against his armor, he pulls out a small pouch and pipe. He takes large pinch of tobacco and places it into the bowl of the pipe and then puts it into his mouth. The figure lights a match across his armor, the flare up of the flame disrupts his nightvision only for few seconds and lights his pipe and takes few long puffs **
** As he takes few more deep puffs of his pipe, he notices a figure moving toward him on very edge of his nightvision. he mutter's ** about damn time
** The elf finaly reaches him. There the stand in the dark moonless night. The dark figure nods to the elf and hands him the deed and small bag of gem's ** As we agreed Sir *pauses* The place is yours to use as you see fit, I have sent letters to those still active that you will be taking over for good so I can retire in peace. ** A odd familar feeling comes over Hordack, he scans the darkness of the wastes around him and see's nothing, he shrugs it off and return's his gaze to the elf ** I do believe all the loose ends have been taken care of as well. Oh wait almost forgot this ** pulls out a rolled parchment ** the design plans for the guild hall you will need those. ** hands the parchment to the elf **