Zasshu Posted October 31, 2017 Share Posted October 31, 2017 (edited) --The Wastes. Two Days Ago.-- Granus the wounded Fire Agori crawled slowly along the ground, carving a path through the sand with his body, his bloody hands staining the sand an ugly color. Behind him, the caravan was in ruins. The wagon burned, the few goods that hadn’t been stolen perishing in the blaze; the Spikit lay bleeding on its side, one of its heads blown off; bodies of his fellow Agori- two Fire, one Water, one Jungle- littered the site. And all around, the Bone Hunters, those infernal desert bandits that plagued Bara Magna, danced about on their Rock Steeds, whooping and hollering with glee at the wreckage they had caused, at the things they had taken, at the Agori they had killed. A boot suddenly fell hard across the small of Granus’ back; he released a cry of pain. A rough hand lifted him off the ground by his collar, and a voice whispered in his ear. He could smell alcohol and raw meat on the Bone Hunter’s breath. “Heh heh. Thought you could get away while we wasn’t looking, did you now?” To one of his comrades, he shouted, “Oy! Ranion! C’mere, we got us a live’un!” The sound of a Rock Steed’s claws on sand grew louder, as the one called Ranion rode over to where his comrade was holding Granus. Ranion dismounted, the spurs made of teeth rattling on his heels, and lifted the wide brim of his hat to inspect the captive. Granus met his gaze, staring into Ranion’s misshapen, bristly, scarred face, with resigned terror. He knew that in the end, it had been pointless to try to escape- how could he have forgotten that the Bone Hunters left no survivors?- but at least he would die the same way his friends had died. He only prayed that his death would be quicker than theirs. Without a word, Ranion drew his Thornax launcher, cocked it, and aimed it at Granus’ head, motioning for his comrade to stand a little aside. Granus closed his eyes and waited for the shot... Granus the headless Fire Agori fell unmoving upon the ground, leaving a divot in the sand with his body, the blood spurting from his neck staining the sand an ugly color. GO WEST, YOUNG AGORIA Western Tale Written by Scrubbish ContentsEPISODE 1.One- And the Sand Fox You Rode In On…EPISODE 2.Two- The Devil Went Down to RoxtusEPISODE 3.Three- Walk the LineEPISODE 4.Four- When the Glatorian Comes AlongFurther episodes to be added Review Topic Edited February 8, 2018 by Scrubbish 2 [ The Unofficial capMARVELOUS Theme Song ] [ The Gentlemen (Review) | Go West, Young Agori (Review) | terrible bionicle drawings ] [ BZPower's Bara Magna: Lan | BZPRPG Profiles | Hestala | Bacchus | Catina | Grank ] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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