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Calaethis Dragonsbane · 03-02-2008, 05:59 PM

Such insolence! How dare this fool place himself in the same category as our hero?! Who did he think he was, comparing him to our hero? Such presumption! It could not go unpunished! What sort of word was 'punk'? Wicked, vile heathen tongue!

Our hero was aghast with righteous anger; cold fury brimming through his veins. And this cloak - what mystical device was this? Could it be that this 'dark hero' was no 'hero' at all, but rather... some evil spirit? Our hero had a lady to protect!

No, it had to be done. No mere mortal could possibly blend in like that with the shadows unless he was bewitched... or worse, some foul enchanter... a warlock! Our hero could not stand for it, and squeezing his lady gently, a touch all but hidden by the darkness (and by the fact the 'dark hero' was at the wrong angle to see it, and our hero was concealed by his own black sable cloak, his movement so slight it barely showed, thus being all but invisible to all but the most powerful of uber mary-sues - or someone watching from the right angle), he charged his horse towards the 'dark hero' using just his knees. He would ride him down; as he did so, he drew his sword. The foul villain would not escape this! No evil spirit could be allowed to exist!

Of course, if he really was an evil spirit, he would pre-empt this and move out of the way, thus proving he was evil. If he was only mortal, the horse would connect with him, and our hero may consider sparing him the blade. Trampled by a horse would be punishment enough for insulting the innocent speaker the 'dark hero' had so unjustly addressed as 'merc'...

03-02-2008, 05:59 PM	#20
Calaethis Dragonsbane Legion Symbol Join Date: May 29, 2002 Location: Somewhere in between Age: 40 Posts: 7,029	Casquinto's Revenge Such insolence! How dare this fool place himself in the same category as our hero?! Who did he think he was, comparing him to our hero? Such presumption! It could not go unpunished! What sort of word was 'punk'? Wicked, vile heathen tongue! Our hero was aghast with righteous anger; cold fury brimming through his veins. And this cloak - what mystical device was this? Could it be that this 'dark hero' was no 'hero' at all, but rather... some evil spirit? Our hero had a lady to protect! No, it had to be done. No mere mortal could possibly blend in like that with the shadows unless he was bewitched... or worse, some foul enchanter... a warlock! Our hero could not stand for it, and squeezing his lady gently, a touch all but hidden by the darkness (and by the fact the 'dark hero' was at the wrong angle to see it, and our hero was concealed by his own black sable cloak, his movement so slight it barely showed, thus being all but invisible to all but the most powerful of uber mary-sues - or someone watching from the right angle), he charged his horse towards the 'dark hero' using just his knees. He would ride him down; as he did so, he drew his sword. The foul villain would not escape this! No evil spirit could be allowed to exist! Of course, if he really was an evil spirit, he would pre-empt this and move out of the way, thus proving he was evil. If he was only mortal, the horse would connect with him, and our hero may consider sparing him the blade. Trampled by a horse would be punishment enough for insulting the innocent speaker the 'dark hero' had so unjustly addressed as 'merc'...