08-12-2014, 12:29 PM
"Oh my. That is troubling. First they killed some of ours, so we killed theirs, now this." The priest looked perturbed. "Let's see… I can't think of anyone off the top of my head, but…"
"The priest can't help." Came a voice. It came from an elf, sitting in a pew. He was small, and quite frankly, looked crazy. His hair was wild and going in every which way, his eyes had deep, dark bags beneath them, and beside the pew he sat in, he had a coffin, larger than he was, made of bones.
Astien allowed tried to curl up around Cormac defensively, but failed in this endeavor. Delas picked up his guitar, and set about playing a tune.
"I once had a girl
Or should I say, she once had me.
She showed me her room,
Isn't it good, Norwegian wood?"
"The priest can't help." Came a voice. It came from an elf, sitting in a pew. He was small, and quite frankly, looked crazy. His hair was wild and going in every which way, his eyes had deep, dark bags beneath them, and beside the pew he sat in, he had a coffin, larger than he was, made of bones.
Astien allowed tried to curl up around Cormac defensively, but failed in this endeavor. Delas picked up his guitar, and set about playing a tune.
"I once had a girl
Or should I say, she once had me.
She showed me her room,
Isn't it good, Norwegian wood?"
I'm just here for a laugh
