Halls Hopper
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Joined: Friday, 8th February 2013, 02:38
Location: Tallahasee, FL
Friday, 8th February 2013, 06:52
The Other Side of the Coin
This is a paragraph from my fanfic I started today. Its about a Demonspawn named Daka. Please give feedback, positive and negative. Idk how long it will be, But I hope to get at least 20 pages worth of the story done by Sat or Sun. This story is based off of a run that I am currently doing(Demonspawn Fighter) and the story will end when Daka dies (duh). Anyway, here it is.
When I awoke, I saw a pesky little bat fluttering around my head. I instinctively clawed it and started walking down the corridor. Soon, I came to a room where some goblins were camping. There were three of them, two of which were fighting over some meat. I clutched my axe tighter as I peeked around the corner at my prey. I beared my fangs and rushed the goblin sitting next to the fire. He turned around just to see my handaxe cleave his skull in two. The goblins well aware of me now, ran toward me, daggers in hand. I slashed the first one twicee and he died easily. His companion was a little more difficult to dispatch. I blocked his first attack and parried. He shouted at me and ducked, stabbing me in the thigh. It was a minor wound,however. I cut through the hand that was holding the dagger and punched him in the face, killing him. I took a look in the sack next to the campfire. It contained a few scrolls and some very appreciated healing potions. After the battle, I felt something growing on my skin. I was amazed when I glanced at my arms and saw they were covered in rough, black scales. Helpful, but odd. Anyway, I made my way to the second floor and camped so I could rest.
When I awoke, I saw a pesky little bat fluttering around my head. I instinctively clawed it and started walking down the corridor. Soon, I came to a room where some goblins were camping. There were three of them, two of which were fighting over some meat. I clutched my axe tighter as I peeked around the corner at my prey. I beared my fangs and rushed the goblin sitting next to the fire. He turned around just to see my handaxe cleave his skull in two. The goblins well aware of me now, ran toward me, daggers in hand. I slashed the first one twicee and he died easily. His companion was a little more difficult to dispatch. I blocked his first attack and parried. He shouted at me and ducked, stabbing me in the thigh. It was a minor wound,however. I cut through the hand that was holding the dagger and punched him in the face, killing him. I took a look in the sack next to the campfire. It contained a few scrolls and some very appreciated healing potions. After the battle, I felt something growing on my skin. I was amazed when I glanced at my arms and saw they were covered in rough, black scales. Helpful, but odd. Anyway, I made my way to the second floor and camped so I could rest.
