jesmotguin
07-10-2007, 01:34 AM
He walked in to the room still full of her things. She was dead and it was as if her room still beard the presence of her life. Her bed was still made; Her clothes were still neatly placed in her drawer. The floor was clean and picked up. Her pictures we’re lined throughout the room. There were books everywhere. One particualar pile of books on the table caught Faerons eye. He walked toward them.
Out of there corner there was load howl. Keepa, Neesa's wolf had been in the corner of the room. He looked starved, out of energy and incapable of doing anything about Faeron touching the book but it still barked. He took a look through the books seeing that a lot of the content was in fact contacts and networks. It was laid out almost as if he had been meant to discover this. He looks about in the various corners of the room. The wolf now resorted to making a very hostel howl. They stared each other in the face. Faeron reached for his weapon. The wolf lowered in to pouncing position. The raise in volume from the wolf’s mouth growled louder and louder. Faeron now had a firm hold on his hammer. The wolf jumped to bite Faeron. As it came close the hammer rained down upon his head. The wolf Keepa, the only true attachment of Neesa his predecessor had now been slain. It was then that it occured to him. He was now the true owner or Strangle Thorn Export. This meant only one thing to him. He had power now. The demonic paladin now had power. He knew now that it was only a matter of finding out how to use it.
Out of there corner there was load howl. Keepa, Neesa's wolf had been in the corner of the room. He looked starved, out of energy and incapable of doing anything about Faeron touching the book but it still barked. He took a look through the books seeing that a lot of the content was in fact contacts and networks. It was laid out almost as if he had been meant to discover this. He looks about in the various corners of the room. The wolf now resorted to making a very hostel howl. They stared each other in the face. Faeron reached for his weapon. The wolf lowered in to pouncing position. The raise in volume from the wolf’s mouth growled louder and louder. Faeron now had a firm hold on his hammer. The wolf jumped to bite Faeron. As it came close the hammer rained down upon his head. The wolf Keepa, the only true attachment of Neesa his predecessor had now been slain. It was then that it occured to him. He was now the true owner or Strangle Thorn Export. This meant only one thing to him. He had power now. The demonic paladin now had power. He knew now that it was only a matter of finding out how to use it.