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Post by Crazysims on Aug 16, 2006 21:26:42 GMT -5
An Archer's Phlight, Part One
"250 steel arrows," I ordered the shop owner to get me. I was in Varrok, at Lowe's Archery shop. "Hey, Crazysims!" My freind, a magical person, said, walking into the shop. "Hey, you aren't supposed to be here!" I reminded him. "Yeah, yeah, whatever...King wants you." He responded. "King? O.K., I'm not going! Just tell him I'll pay him back for the guards I killed!" "No, not that king!" He yelled. "You don't have to yell!" I shouted. He just teleported me to the basement of my house. I, for the first time, saw a portal. "How long has this been here?" I asked. My voice echoed off the walls. "He must've ran out of runes and couldn't tele himself," I answered a question in my head. I ran through the portal. "EEEEEEEE!" An unfamiliar voice rang in my ears. "Ow, what the heck?" I spun around to see a ghost woman. "EEEEE!" She repeated, with less volume. "Oh, 1 sec." I said, digging in my pocket. I pulled out the amulet of ghostspeak. "There we go. Now, what were you saying?" "The king demands to see you." The ghost stated. It floated fast toward a huge castle. "Hold on!" I said, jumping onto my horse. "Hey, how'd this get here?" I asked myself. Soon I caught up with the ghost. "So where am I?" I asked her. "The Lands of Krynn." She responded. "Go inside, and ask a guard where the throne room is." "Okay, I responded.
THE END OF CHAPTER ONE
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