
09-01-2004, 05:49 AM
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Join Date: Sep 2003
Location: Zormite
Posts: 964
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Seeing the tiny woman flee, Raelyn bounds off in the forest nearby to the west, and follows her slightly hidden in the tree line.
Surely she does not think she can get away.
Quietly and swiftly, he follows her, staying well hidden among the tree line. Running a short distance ahead of her, he draws a broadhead arrow from his quiver, and nocking it to his bowstring, he stops and turns.
It is over for you, foul traitor. You shall pay for your crimes.
Drawing the bowstring and watching her approach, he takes aim at her throat. Slowly, slowly, she approaches, and the arrow is released. Wizzing through the air, he watches the arrow, hoping to see it make contact, but reaches up, ready to draw another arrow from his quiver just in case... |
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