Return from the distand lands.

Started by Reasey, August 19, 2006, 07:44:17 AM

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Reasey

"shniiiiick  shniiiiiick"

went the sound of stone upon metal.

"shniiiick schniiiiiick"

How long has he been back? couple hours? several couples? Doesn't matter. Seems things have been happening while he was gone. This is the first thing he has done while returning. He came straight towards his room, his square of santcuary,and started to begin his work.

It was there he stripped off his armour and set it aside upon the feathered matress. Quickly reaching to the confines to the drawer to grasp at the only object within its wooden sarcophogaus; His whetstone.

And then, he sat down cross legged to begin to work.

"shniiiiick shniiiiiick"

How things have gone awry since his departure. How could he have left without leaving someone in charge? It wasn't his fault he suppose. Then again, he should have known better. The Animals of the forest? Where were the druids in this case and not out solving the problem? He had been attacked on his way back home. Is it more than to ask that people do the duties they been relagated to do?

The thought of that only increased his anger as he slides the whetstone sharper down the edge of  his Tyrafing. After all, this isn't some party town where people come to get drunk and expect fun events. They come here to work, and they joined with that in mind.

"schniiiiick   schniiiiiiiiiiick"

He leans down and exhales, blowing off minute metal dust off of his sharpened blade. Perhaps, its time for people to remember what this town was created for...

Time to get to work, he thinks.
Don't worry I'll put something here.