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Re: Prologue: Anabelle MacLoyd
Jourdain's hammer is already in his hands ready for whatever happens next as he humorously mutters.
"Good I was beginning to worry my plans might go off without a hitch."
The leper continues to block their path as Anabelle turns to watch their backs. Staring into the darkness she suddenly sees the source of the sound behind them as many small beady red eyes stare back at her. Rats and by the looks of the eyes a lot of them.
The tension is suddenly broke by the sounds of a fine Arabian horse with it's rider comes from the gate stopping behind the leper. The rider looks much like the Saracen riders she had recently battled against in the Levant. He sits astride his horse for a bit longer as if to let them worry about their predicament in silence for a little longer.
Jourdain's hammer is already in his hands ready for whatever happens next as he humorously mutters.
"Good I was beginning to worry my plans might go off without a hitch."
The leper continues to block their path as Anabelle turns to watch their backs. Staring into the darkness she suddenly sees the source of the sound behind them as many small beady red eyes stare back at her. Rats and by the looks of the eyes a lot of them.
The tension is suddenly broke by the sounds of a fine Arabian horse with it's rider comes from the gate stopping behind the leper. The rider looks much like the Saracen riders she had recently battled against in the Levant. He sits astride his horse for a bit longer as if to let them worry about their predicament in silence for a little longer.