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"Wow, what's with this spot? I've never felt anything like this before. Seriously, How'd you do it? Speakers on some frequency on the trees somewhere?" Deakon asked with a hint of admiration in his voice.
'Ever the skeptic.' Gabriel thought.
"Camps half hour or so ahead. Then we can tie up Raiko and the rest of our stuff up and get some rest before you and I go into the woods to find the orcs." Gabriel stated with authority.
"Night uncle, see you in the Morning." the younger of the two sleepily said.
"Whosi whatsit?" Deakon sleepily asked as he was kicked awake. "The hell was that for?" he grumbled.
"Time to go, they're near and I would rather bring in our gear AFTER we have safe passage to do so, not before, they may kill us and Raiko, and just steal or smash everything. Pass me your hand, I will mark this place for you to find later should anything happen to separate us."
"Ok, HOW did you do that then, you still didn't tell me how you made this place vibrate yet either." Deakon asked, more awe in his voice than he would like.
"I swear by the Maker you will one day understand magic..." Gabriel trailed off, "hopefully its today after we get to the orcs camp." The Angel sighed.
"I hear something..." Deakon whispered. "Sounds like something Grunting at someone who sounds... Scared?"
"Shit, Deakon, whatever you do, don't yell, scream or even remotely try to fight, this is bad, its a Raiding party, at least they're from the Warpack we want. Just let me do all the talking." The fear in the Angels voice was extremely noticeable to the young one.
"Greetings! I'm Gabriel, I have need to speak with Shatterfist Stonehammer, it is Important that I meet him as soon as orcishly possible thank you." In answer, the leader of the raiding pack, easily matching Deakons 7 feet height, and a sickly olive shaded skin, drove his warped and serrated sword into Gabriels chest to the surprise of all the humans the orcs captured and Deakon.
"YOU BASTARD, I WILL KILL YOU FOR THAT" Deakon screamed at the orcs face, Right before his world went black.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 2 years agoHi,
Really enjoyed reading your work. Please write more soon. Cannot wait.
Vindictator1972over 2 years agoAuthorSeriously, you think minimum of 750 odd words Might take up like, MAYBE a half of a page or something on here, and writing about 4500 would be around, 4-6 pages or so, but page 1 was like 3900 odd words or something like that.
Needless to say, I really underestimated the words per page ratio and will have to Git Gud for Chapters 2 on wards.
