What is this huge beast. It reeked of nature's Od, and displayed that power so steadily and naturally around it as though the thing were a manifestation of nature itself. Idwel's mind was drawn back to the Free Isles, when they had chanced upon what could have been nothing less than a god of this world. That encounter had been much less personal and a great deal more distant though. Perhaps they were related in a way, or maybe it was nothing more than a shallow comparison of their bestial appearance and passive demeanor.
On a more immediate note, why did this thing decide to help us. Did it have a purpose? Or is this just some random benevolent urge it couldn't suppress? And what's in this place? And why do I have a horrible feeling gnawing at the back of mind? And why am I asking myself so many questions?
Idwel stopped to take a breath and hobble his wildly running mind. He remembered that the best way to answer his questions was usually through action...
That's....an odd title.
ReplyDeleteLa peau Idwel tout à coup décollée de son corps et a navigué sur les vents de montagne dans le coucher de soleil au loin, laissant la partie arrière sur une DreamQuest magique de possiblités érotiques, comme la peau Idwels ayant des rapports sexuels avec tous les Dark Elf et Orc et peut-être un dragon ou quelque chose.
ReplyDeleteJe suis la chauve-souris...
ReplyDeleteIdwel是坏蛋
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