Tyreal Dalarsco
Oct 16th, 2002, 08:29:44 PM
* A grizzled warrior, 30 or so, enters the Temple of Light, finding an unwanted guest.*
Mhalbrecht!
*The man in the cloak turns, looking at the man.*
Brother, it's been a long time. I've come to claim what is rightfully mine.
*The warrior draws his blaster, preparing to fire.*
Long ago, you tried to take the ring, after killing father. You were impatient, couldn't wait until our 18th birthday to get your ring. I will finaly finnish what I started before you ran.
He then releases a burst of fire, dropping Mhalbrecht like a stone. He then walks over and picks a ring off his finger.*
Finnaly, the Relic has been reclaimed. Two down, a dozen or so more to go.
*With that, he dons the ring, and walks out to his Modified correlian frieghter, The Light of Corusca, and flys off, on his next journey. The galaxy was in turmoil, and it was time the Relics of the Light to be unearthed.*
Mhalbrecht!
*The man in the cloak turns, looking at the man.*
Brother, it's been a long time. I've come to claim what is rightfully mine.
*The warrior draws his blaster, preparing to fire.*
Long ago, you tried to take the ring, after killing father. You were impatient, couldn't wait until our 18th birthday to get your ring. I will finaly finnish what I started before you ran.
He then releases a burst of fire, dropping Mhalbrecht like a stone. He then walks over and picks a ring off his finger.*
Finnaly, the Relic has been reclaimed. Two down, a dozen or so more to go.
*With that, he dons the ring, and walks out to his Modified correlian frieghter, The Light of Corusca, and flys off, on his next journey. The galaxy was in turmoil, and it was time the Relics of the Light to be unearthed.*