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Frog.
Riana Silversword thought back to how she got into this situation. It was -supposed- to be a low risk guard-job. //Frog//.
Well, it had been, they'd almost made it. Emphasis on almost. In Gieren's defense, //Big Frog.// he couldn't have known any of this would happen, when they ventured off road. It had seemed like the right call at the time, what with the mud-slide having blocked off the path and the nearby swamp dried from the recent drought. //big, wet frog.//
Riana really tried to not look to her right, where the bloodied remains of Gieren lay, his sword coated with only a bit of green from the large creatures strange hide. Somehow, Riana was pretty sure worse things were to cu... come. Don't think about it!
She tried to force herself, looking down on her left arm, numb and shaking a little, a half-shattered sword still in it. Why did that thing have such a tough hide? How.. that //disgusting, oversized, monstrous amphibian towering over her right now oh goddess!!//
How'd she gotten into this? She'd just finished her training like what.. a week ago? This was supposed to be a harmless first assignment, learning with a veteran.. well being a veteran hadn't helped the elf warrior one bit in the past.. //Oh goddess it's tongue...//
The only reason the thing had needed to be guarded and hadn't just been sent my courier was because, supposedly, the sword had been cursed.. something about sealing an ancient demon of violence and perversion, a fancy tale.. Riana had wondered why a sword had been the most available object to seal the demon within, but perhaps it figures, what with you fighting the demon, if you realize you can't cut the sucker open, you might as well seal it.
Riana wondered if you could seal demonic frogs too.
She had to deal with the here and now. Now. Gierien had been killed, brutally, Un'yur had been eaten and she now lay, one slick, sticky paw of the creature holding her down, it's tongue slithering over her. The thing was going to eat her, just like Un'yur and it's sticky, drippy saliva was half covering her already.. why was it taking so much time with her, getting her all icky and sticky with that stuff? Certainly, there was no worse fate for her than being eaten by the creature!
And there was no better fate either.. the things hide was far too thick for the usual sword, grey and covered in warts, the yellow-eyed oversized anurid croaked in triumph, as if it could read her thoughts. Even if she wanted to fight, there was no weapon close.. she glanced over to the small chest, locked, but half-broken where it had fallen from Un'yurs hands in the attack. It had half broken open, an ancient looking inscription torn through.. There was a sword in that box, right? Rusty and broken if she wasn't in luck, sharp and magical if she was.
[But could she try it.. could, should she risk it?]
Or should she just leave that thing lying there, and hope the giant frog left her in peace [if she didn't struggle too much?]
Riana Silversword thought back to how she got into this situation. It was -supposed- to be a low risk guard-job. //Frog//.
Well, it had been, they'd almost made it. Emphasis on almost. In Gieren's defense, //Big Frog.// he couldn't have known any of this would happen, when they ventured off road. It had seemed like the right call at the time, what with the mud-slide having blocked off the path and the nearby swamp dried from the recent drought. //big, wet frog.//
Riana really tried to not look to her right, where the bloodied remains of Gieren lay, his sword coated with only a bit of green from the large creatures strange hide. Somehow, Riana was pretty sure worse things were to cu... come. Don't think about it!
She tried to force herself, looking down on her left arm, numb and shaking a little, a half-shattered sword still in it. Why did that thing have such a tough hide? How.. that //disgusting, oversized, monstrous amphibian towering over her right now oh goddess!!//
How'd she gotten into this? She'd just finished her training like what.. a week ago? This was supposed to be a harmless first assignment, learning with a veteran.. well being a veteran hadn't helped the elf warrior one bit in the past.. //Oh goddess it's tongue...//
The only reason the thing had needed to be guarded and hadn't just been sent my courier was because, supposedly, the sword had been cursed.. something about sealing an ancient demon of violence and perversion, a fancy tale.. Riana had wondered why a sword had been the most available object to seal the demon within, but perhaps it figures, what with you fighting the demon, if you realize you can't cut the sucker open, you might as well seal it.
Riana wondered if you could seal demonic frogs too.
She had to deal with the here and now. Now. Gierien had been killed, brutally, Un'yur had been eaten and she now lay, one slick, sticky paw of the creature holding her down, it's tongue slithering over her. The thing was going to eat her, just like Un'yur and it's sticky, drippy saliva was half covering her already.. why was it taking so much time with her, getting her all icky and sticky with that stuff? Certainly, there was no worse fate for her than being eaten by the creature!
And there was no better fate either.. the things hide was far too thick for the usual sword, grey and covered in warts, the yellow-eyed oversized anurid croaked in triumph, as if it could read her thoughts. Even if she wanted to fight, there was no weapon close.. she glanced over to the small chest, locked, but half-broken where it had fallen from Un'yurs hands in the attack. It had half broken open, an ancient looking inscription torn through.. There was a sword in that box, right? Rusty and broken if she wasn't in luck, sharp and magical if she was.
[But could she try it.. could, should she risk it?]
Or should she just leave that thing lying there, and hope the giant frog left her in peace [if she didn't struggle too much?]
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