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You stand upon wavering grasses, staring up at a tree that was impossibly large, and held within its
trunk a tree-house build directly inside. A figure leans over one of the railings that circles the outer-
walls of the tree, and beams at you. “Ello there!” He calls in a loud, cheerful voice. His words were
very legible, but the English was slurred in a rather unusual way. Taking a moment and looking
closely, you find yourself gazing at a rather civil werewolf, who was staring back at you, his long
dark hair and fluffy blue main waving in the wind. He leapt lightly from the balcony, and landed
before you with a soft ‘thud’, and then stood up and brushed himself off promptly. He was a
particularly straight-standing creature, his mannerism both wolf-like and human. He was garbed,
wearing a pair of old, comfortable jeans with a green tank-top tucked in. A leather belt around his
lower torso matched his fingerless gloves appropriately. “Ello there, I said.” he repeated cheerfully,
grinning from ear to pointed ear.
“Who is this, Kalid?” Came a soft voice in the momentary silence, and the Werewolf known as
Kalid looked past you as his tail wagged, happy to see whoever it was behind you.
“Ah, Lance, get out of the shadows and greet our guest!” Chimed the werewolf gleefully, gesturing
for the hidden person to reveal himself.
“Very well.” With that, another male cloaked in black came out, pale as death with long black hair,
and rainbow colored eyes that glimmered oddly. He was extremely tall and a bit broad, his steps
were silent as he strides to stand by you and Kalid. He kept his hood pulled low, so his face was hard
to detail.
“That would be Lance The Ageless! He’s pretty grim, that one, but he’s got a sense of humor in
there somewhere, and isn’t a bad guy at all! He just needs to not be so stiff.” Kalid says cheerfully
about his darkly dressed, human-like alter-ego.
“It is your fault, Kalid. You’re the one who imagined me this way, you know.“ Lance states to Kalid
with an even voice.
“Hold the speech, Lance, my friend! Our guest would like to get a word in edge-wise, I’m sure.”
The werewolf, ignoring soft sigh from Lance, then turns towards you. “Welcome to The Land of
Lance and Kalid! A place full of chatting and annoyances!”
(This was just something to kick-start my little dimension I’m forming here. Almost like a story
where you can talk to the characters. I hope it was not totally boring. Lol. But yes, feel free to post!)
 Lance the Ageless · Wed Aug 16, 2006 @ 09:22am · 0 Comments |
