|
|
Author: * Dallas Cumhaill -
18 Posts
on this thread out of
27 Posts
sitewide.
Date: Feb 1, 2003 - 17:17
All's of a sudden I'm hot. There's some little fella coming into the Boar making strange talk, putting words in me mouth that I did not say. And he is demanding of Amalasuntha. What arrogance. He brings gifts, but there is a price behind them. I thinks that I will ignore this fella.
Sometime later, I'm sitting there at a table, watching the comings and goings of the night as the wounded are tended and we try and shore up the damage to the Boar. I wonders where Kon is and how he fairs.
I'm aching and don't feel right. I sees Amalasuntha and I gets up deciding to give her a what for. But I can't remember what for. I walk up to her and I'm pointing at her. I'm mad. And that's alls I remember.
*** And Dallas standing before Amalasuntha, falls due to a fever caused by the wound from where she shot him, and lands face down at her feet, with arms outstretched.
|
|