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Old 08-07-2008, 10:07 AM   #129
Durelin
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Durelin is battling Black Riders on Weathertop.Durelin is battling Black Riders on Weathertop.
Dûrkoth heard the yelp of his dying minion and then the whistling of arrows. They struck him with sharp stings that made his body shake. But each time his heart beat, the pain seemed to grow less and less. His body was growing numb…but he still thought very clearly, if only of one thing.

As quickly as his weak limbs could carry him, Dûrkoth disappeared into the woods surrounding the clearing, in the direction the two-legs had come from. It was not long before he picked up the scent of fear. The air was thick with the smell where he found the bright-haired two-leg. The warg did not bother with stealth as he approached the two-leg. The boy would see his death as it came to him, but he would not be able to escape it. No one could. Not even the mighty Dûrkoth.

Parkun sat at the foot of a tree, trying frantically to decide what story he would tell when he returned to town, when he heard the soft crunching of vegetation somewhere to his left. He jumped up and whirled toward the sound. The first thing his eyes caught was two yellow orbs that sent shivers throughout his being. Every nerve in his body seemed to be quivering, urging him to move, but he could not.

As the warg approached him, Kun almost felt…relief. He suddenly could breathe again. There was a large gash in the warg’s neck, two arrows in his side, and in other areas his fur was matted with blood that was likely mostly his own. The beast would be dead in moments. It paused its approach, and seemed to waver on its large paws.

Suddenly all was clear to Kun. He had the perfect story to redeem his disappearance. The young man allowed himself a nervous smile as he drew his dagger. “Who should be begging for their life now?” Parkun asked, his smile growing. He was enjoying the warg’s ragged breaths. He felt…powerful. He was in control.

But when he dared look the beast in the eye again, Kun knew it was smiling back.

Dûrkoth left the two-leg to bleed out a slow death, his stomach ripped open. The warg disappeared again into the trees. He would give no one the satisfaction of watching him die.
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