Aldor felt the buzzing in his head slowly subside. He looked down to see a wound gape at him from his chest. His though muddled, he felt around for his breatplate. The flashes of memory slowly came to him. The sickening green of the boys eyes, the rushing of sound and darkness as he touched him.
He finally felt cold steel and grasped what had to be his family heirloom. Muttering to himself he said 'To make an end with this is not so bad' Looking about, he thought he saw a tall figure in the shadows. A faint glow came from there, and he supposed the beast had come for the rest of its meal.
Grumbling slowly he said 'I am unarmed. Make my end, I do not wish to linger this way' The beast made no movement, and Aldor gritted his teeth. Slowly he tried to stumble to his feet and find his sword.
Looking at the creature, he stopped when he saw she was a woman, and a shieldmaiden. Her hair was golden and flew loosely about her. Her garb was that of a Rohanian traveler, and her sword hung in her hand. 'That I see such things before my doom' he growled.
[ May 24, 2003: Message edited by: Taralphiel ]
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