I suppose for my last story.......
It's 8:30 in the morning, and I've put off sleeping for long enough. For what ever reason, I boated on wards down the river, to come across a fellow attempting to kill a deer. He imedietly backed away, and I suppose with good reason, but I greeted him kindly, and asked him if he needed a hand with the deer. I have a feeling he was not fluent with the english language.... so I broke it down for him. I got out of my boat and started stacking IP against the deer, and said to him... " I kill deer for you ". He took my boat. He brought it the other side, and pulled the bear out........ What was this tom foolery?!?! I picked up agro on him and he stopped in his tracks.... I filled up my flask, and head for the water, this one would suffer what I hopped enough time would be for his friends to show up and suffer too..... Clicked across the water, client froze.... logged me out. I logged back on dead =P
It enrages me to know he get's to walk away after defacing the name of Ainran, and The Pride would hunt him down with unrelenting fervor, to kill him, his village, and it's allies if I wasn't the only one to leave an assault scent

For Narnia