Post by Feind Slayer on Mar 31, 2007 11:00:16 GMT -5
A small ship made entirely of wood arose from the mist twords Deserted Isle. As it silently landed, Enithar, a patrolling Chimera, let out a warning growl to her tribe. Instantly, five of the top warriors sprang forth to her side.
WO 69243752 waited at attention as the ship's door slowly creaked open.
As soon as the army started to pile out, Enithar knew their was no hope.
WO 69243752 waited at attention as the ship's door slowly creaked open.
As soon as the army started to pile out, Enithar knew their was no hope.
