moochfloatjr Posted June 5, 2012 Share Posted June 5, 2012 (edited) (to review topic: http://www.bzpower.com/board/index.php?showtopic=5226)PrologueMadness reigned over the Iron Tribe, as the Dreaming Plague drove many an Agori insane, and made brothers fight brothers. Not many survived, and those who did were shunned from any other tribe.But some liked it this way.---The shadowy shape of a Glatorian stood proudly in the deserts of Bara Magna. Many Zesk hid in fear, while Vorox came to fight. One by one, each Vorox fell, the Glatorian swiping through them with a scythe. The final Vorox hissed, trying to jab its tail into the Glatorian's orange armor, but failed, the Glatorian finishing him off too. "Well, I won't stay hungry.", he said, smirking.Later that night, in the cool desert, he sharpened his scythe, and got some Zesk, making it easier to keep food on him at all times. He went to his normal hiding spot for the night, the half-hidden remains of some form of motorcycle. He turned on one of the internal lights, chewing on some Vorox meat, prepared to strike any enemies. He heard footsteps, and held his scythe tight. He looked at the Agori coming closer, seeing green armor. "Hello, good sir, I am Jonvek, of the Jungle Tribe. I need an escort, will you do the job?", the Agori said, Edited June 6, 2012 by NinjitsuMonkey3K Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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