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(Alright, I'm a fish out of water, so bear with me here.)
Elzen woke with a start, lying on his side against a wall. He stretched his stiff muscles, and sat up when he felt the extremely uncomfortable club digging into his side. He stood and stretched again, yawning slightly. He looked around, then figured there was nothing to. He started to just wander the city, stretching his muscles and shaking off the grogginess.
---------- Post added 04-15-2012 at 04:40 PM ---------- Previous post was 02-11-2012 at 11:42 PM ----------
Elzen clutched his chest as it felt as though it was ripping apart. He knew what this was. He had thought he was too young to die of a heart attack.
But it was not a heart attack. It was the blade of a wanderer's knife, sticking out of his back. He fell forward, dying when he hit the ground, and the wanderer looted him of all his supplies.
Elzen has died in... not in battle. He just kinda died, to be honest.
Elzen woke with a start, lying on his side against a wall. He stretched his stiff muscles, and sat up when he felt the extremely uncomfortable club digging into his side. He stood and stretched again, yawning slightly. He looked around, then figured there was nothing to. He started to just wander the city, stretching his muscles and shaking off the grogginess.
---------- Post added 04-15-2012 at 04:40 PM ---------- Previous post was 02-11-2012 at 11:42 PM ----------
Elzen clutched his chest as it felt as though it was ripping apart. He knew what this was. He had thought he was too young to die of a heart attack.
But it was not a heart attack. It was the blade of a wanderer's knife, sticking out of his back. He fell forward, dying when he hit the ground, and the wanderer looted him of all his supplies.
Elzen has died in... not in battle. He just kinda died, to be honest.