Raichu Master
...who?
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- Good question...somewhere around here...I think...
- Seen Aug 3, 2008
John Depth, stumbled out of his cave, yawning as the early morning sun reflected off his emerald eyes. His jeweled dagger and scimitar in either one of his calused hands, he stocked out of his home and down the gentle slop into the thick dense forest that was his hunting grounds. The tall trees and thick canapy (Can't spell today! I spelt caluse and canapy wrong! Ew...sorry I'm having a rough day.), made for perfect shade as he strolled openly on the trail he had blazed to a nearby waterfall, a favored watering hole for the animals in the community.
Reaching the waterfall, and the clearing, there were signs that danger was around, for the animals had all fled. He could sense a disturbance in the air around him, although not knowing it's origins, he stayed on the alert as he knelt down and sipped water from hole. Wiping the remaining water with the arm holding the dagger, he looked around, observing any signs he could of the danger he felt. Then a rustling came from the bushes on the other side of the clearing, jumping over the watering hole he walked cautiously over to the brush, ready for anything to jump out.
An orc, or fallen elf, had jumped out of the bush, sword in hand, smirking wildly as he also began to move threateningly at John. "Why have you come to my hunting grounds?" The orc proclaimed, more of a growl, bravely.
"Pardon me, I didn't mean to intrude on YOUR hunting grounds," John remarked sarcastically, a deadly tone to every word spoken. His arms tightened and readied to slash down this intruder, for these have been his hunting grounds for the passed 15 years.
"You will die this day human, know that," the orc stated as he raised his sword to attack. But it was too late, John was already in action. Stabbing the orc with his dagger in the orc's exposed flesh he then followed through with his scimitar and stabbed it cleanly into the orcs lower jaw.
The orc didn't even let out a scream of agony, for John's scimitar had cut cleanly through the monsters lower jaw, into it's upper jaw, and straight though it's pathetic excuse for a brain. Unlodging his weapons simotaneously, he wiped the blood on the dead orcs clothing and stepped passed his dead opponent into the other side of the forest, looking for something more edible to eat.
Where there's one or...there's bound to be more...this John Depth knew, and look forward to.
Reaching the waterfall, and the clearing, there were signs that danger was around, for the animals had all fled. He could sense a disturbance in the air around him, although not knowing it's origins, he stayed on the alert as he knelt down and sipped water from hole. Wiping the remaining water with the arm holding the dagger, he looked around, observing any signs he could of the danger he felt. Then a rustling came from the bushes on the other side of the clearing, jumping over the watering hole he walked cautiously over to the brush, ready for anything to jump out.
An orc, or fallen elf, had jumped out of the bush, sword in hand, smirking wildly as he also began to move threateningly at John. "Why have you come to my hunting grounds?" The orc proclaimed, more of a growl, bravely.
"Pardon me, I didn't mean to intrude on YOUR hunting grounds," John remarked sarcastically, a deadly tone to every word spoken. His arms tightened and readied to slash down this intruder, for these have been his hunting grounds for the passed 15 years.
"You will die this day human, know that," the orc stated as he raised his sword to attack. But it was too late, John was already in action. Stabbing the orc with his dagger in the orc's exposed flesh he then followed through with his scimitar and stabbed it cleanly into the orcs lower jaw.
The orc didn't even let out a scream of agony, for John's scimitar had cut cleanly through the monsters lower jaw, into it's upper jaw, and straight though it's pathetic excuse for a brain. Unlodging his weapons simotaneously, he wiped the blood on the dead orcs clothing and stepped passed his dead opponent into the other side of the forest, looking for something more edible to eat.
Where there's one or...there's bound to be more...this John Depth knew, and look forward to.