Lews sat on his pig, Blinky, as they slowly walked down the long road to Viroeth. Lews could hardly wait; there had to be something he could kill down there. In a city with almost 50 people, there just had to be! compared to all the villages of 1, or, MAYBE, 2 or (this almost NEVER happened) 3 people!
Blinky moved his snout into the ground. "* snort, snort-snort, SNORT!*"
Lews sighed with exasperation as Blinky playfully licked up a dead snail and some mud. Lews rolled his eyes, and grabbed onto the reins, "kiddy up Blinky." He said non-enthusiastically, then he sighed again and got up.
He cracked his back, picked up a random bone that had fallen out of his cloak, and started pulling Blinky along by the halter. No go. Lews was forced to go behind Blinky and start pushing him as he moved forward. Something went plop. Then a few more plops.
"[nocando]," moaned Lews as he started (finally) pulling Blinky along.
Last edited by LewsTherinKinslayer13; 02/04/04 01:36 AM.
