Wednesday, June 21, 2006

   Chapter 5 part1

.:Grant:. Well hi again! Hows today going? Me is ok like an oredinary day anyway I'm going to start chapter 5. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 5 The Jungle of Darr Torrado, Farin, and Ziyran were awoken by a clanging of a hammer against an anvil. “Huh? What’s that?” Torrado asked sleepily. “Well it is Dant making you guys some new weapons.” Came Daunty’s voice from the door. “Really? How nice of him.” Farin said waking up slightly and falling back to sleep. “You guys need to get up now your leaving in an hour.” Daunty said turning on the light. Grumbles came from each of the beds. Daunty walked up to Farin and pulled her cover off her. “Eiyee!” Farin said jumping awake shivering. “Why is it so cold?” Farin asked shivering. “It is because you’re in the sun desert... When you live in sun desert and there is no sun to warm the desert it becomes as cold as the icebergs of Shiverkin” Daunty said pulling the covers off of Ziyran. “AH! Cold cold cold!” Ziyran said rubbing his arms. Daunty then tried pulling the cover off of Torrado, but Torrado sleeps with the covers wrapped around him like wrapping paper on a present. Daunty then looked for a piece of the blanket that wasn’t wrapped around Torrado. When she found it she tugged it as hard as she could and pulled the blankets off of him. Torrado spun like a top until he fell on the floor face first. “Ok, I’m up!” Torrado growled. *** After a quick breakfast of an oatmeal like substance called Dwarfmeal the group got ready to leave. Daunty gave each of them a backpack full of food and with fresh cool water. “Don’t leave yet!” Dant yelled running from a shed holding a sack. “What are you carrying?” Ziyran asked. “New weapons fro you guys.” Dant said holding out his hands. “But I don’t us any weapons...” Ziyran said. “I can’t let you guys go out in the wild with those sad weapons you have.” Dant said. Torrado and Farin looked at their weapons. Torrado’s sword was about ten years old he got it from his dad when he turned ten. Farin’s bow was ok but her arrows were pitiful. They were bronze arrows that were rusting a little. “Ok so what do you have?” Torrado asked dropping his sword on the ground. “Here,” Dant said pulling out a weird looking sword from his sack. The sword looked like the scorpion’s tail that they defeated yesterday. It was curved slightly and at the point of the sword was the stinger of the scorpion. “And I got some new arrows for you Farin.” Dant said pulling out an arrow holder with regular arrow bottoms but where the point was supposed to be there was a small pointed claw. “I made a wand for you Ziyran.” Dant said pulling out a wand with a wooden bottom with a curved claw at the top. “Torrado your sword is called the ‘Stinger’, Farin your arrows are called the ‘Claws’, and Ziyran your wand is called ‘Scorpio’.” Dant said looking in his sack. “I had some left over so I made a new pickaxe for me I call it the Scorp Pick.” Dant turned and walked towards the house. Torrado was examining his new weapon when he realized what a great partner Dant would be. “Dant? On second thought if you want to you can journey with us and besides you know this world better than us maybe you could help us....” Torrado smiled. Dant turned slowly, “I’d love to!” Dant said running up next to Torrado. “Dear, we need another backpack!” Dant told his wife. “On it!” Daunty said running into the house. A second later Daunty came out with a small backpack filled with the same supplies as the other three’s. “Ok... to get to Cravil's palace our first stop is to go through the Jungle of Darr, which starts on the west side of town.” Dant said walking toward the city (which was still in shambles). When the group reached the town a light beam came down from the sky and hit the center of town. In a few seconds the town started to rebuild right before their eyes. “What is happening Dant?” Torrado asked shielding his eyes. “Lighster?" Dant questioned. “Heroes of light!” Came a deep voice out of no where. Then someone or something was starting to form. The group drew their weapons not knowing if it were a friend or foe. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Well you probly know who it is but who knows mabye he is being controled..... You never know..... Well bye.

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