by Redd » 07/05/2010 2:58 AM
"Like uh... Crazy psycho bandit trouble." Avir replied, amused by that reaction. "See, I guess I can tell you, you don't look like some bandit who will turn me in. I'm hunting down a bandit lair for a mate o' mine. It's somewhere out in the Wilt'no, but that's all I know."
He paused, examining the pond idly before continuing.
"So I'm looking for the den, then possibly checking it out, providing no one is home. I know you're what they call a War Pet, but are you up to that?" His voice was filled with doubt, but you never know. Fyte was a skilled fighter, yet she started out like this.
Stare in the darkness
Are you scared? Are you free?
I can be fair or a monster
Tell me now, which one do you need?
I can feel teeth tear into me
Rip me to pieces, rock me to sleep
I can feel eyes staring at me
Getting uneasy, ready to feed
I can feel teeth