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I am fighting war tomorrow!!! Wish me luck...

Another Lone Wolf ERPG extract

Shall I blog? Nay...

This is another extract from my just-released writings for the Lone Wolf Electronic Role-Playing Game ("fan fiction" in other words)

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The party was still discussing the ramifications of Ghost Bear’s recent discoveries.

While the incidents highlighted the growing risks of their mission, Livonya, as self-appointed “treasurer” chose at that moment, to alert the party to their depleting stock of gold crowns, mainly due to buying drinks and seeking information from boorish mercenaries and miscreant beggars. With their limited funds, Wild Horse glumly concluded, they couldn’t continue the mission for any extended period of time.

Someone struck up a light jaunty note, somewhere in the rear of the tavern.

Then suddenly Chestnut plucked out the money pouch that Bartel was dangling in his hand and scampered off to the roofbeam, chattering all the while in his own incomprehensible monkey language as the big bodyguard got up to his feet cursing angrily.

“Give me back my money! You wretched creature!” Bartel roared in anger as he chased after the monkey. He flinched as Chestnut picked out a shining gold coin and with deadly accuracy, threw it at Bartel’s nose.

“Ouch! Pelt me with my coins, will you, you monkey!” Bartel was really in a rage this time round, something that even his protégé, Livonya was surprised about.

Carena was giggling at the frantic efforts of the bodyguard in trying to catch the monkey, which had taken to jumping around on the nearby tables, and weaving around the bodies and legs of the few other customers. Whenever possible, it would pick out a Gold Crown and with unerring aim, strike Bartel with a well-taken shot. The customers all leapt out of the big man’s way.

Wild Horse and Sharp Cat joined in as well, hoping to stop Chestnut before he made a scene. Already the situation was fast becoming a sham.

Chestnut glanced back and with a cheeky smile, climbed up a pillar just in time as both Wild Horse and Sharp Cat went for him and collided into one other. Bartel was too slow to dodge them and he fell over the two Kai Lords in a heap.

Ghost Bear scrambled after them.

“Chestnut! That’s enough! Stop it!” He added effect to his words by focusing his Animal Kinship discipline.

But Chestnut seemed not to have heard him. Instead of climbing down to him, the monkey scampered down and onto the shoulders of one of the tavern’s customers.
Cooing and chattering in the stranger’s ears, he dropped the money pouch into the lap of the hooded stranger.
Ghost Bear now noticed that the stranger was the source of the light jaunty note, when he took down the flute that he was playing.

For more on this and other stories, check out the Lone Wolf ERPG website at http://www.algonet.se/~thyhe

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Happy Birthday to myself and all the Taurus and May babies!!!

How vain am I...*chuckles*

Older by one year...

I have not blogged for more than a month liao. Yeah, it that too many things came together at one time.

Leaving my contract job, going on a short trip to a very tranquil kelong, some serious expenses coming up and my father getting an old debt dug up from goodness knows where. That is what I can sum up for the month of April. Not to mention meeting a few nice gals during the course of life.

April always seems to be a month when I encounter more of the other sex *eyes brighten up*...however April/May has always a busy period for me, what with exams and every one of my previous jobs starting during this time. Why is there such a coincidence? *grumbles*

Sometimes I feel that with all these things coming at one shot, I am being pressed down by some gigantic hand of fate, that does not allow me to exert control over anything. Sometimes I feel that I am on a roller-coaster ride that spins me off on a unknown path...and worse still, I go careering off on a free fall...dropping into some unknown abyss.

Talk about this month...May promises to be a decisive month, as I tackle my exams. I haven't been the best or the most hardworking of students, but I know I don't want and must not fail this year's exams.

Those who walk in the shadows

There are those whom you call the shadow-walkers. They shun the path of light, because they know they don't belong there. They will not bend to the path of darkness because they will fight against them with all their heart.And so they roam the shadows, neither here or there. Henceforth they are the shadow-walkers, the outcasts...