this would have been my 2nd
2nd practise post by LewsTherinKinslayer13

As Lewis and Jon stepped into the castle; via a small horse gate by a huge cliff, they put hands to their noses, the smell was very destinctive; orcs. Lewis edged out his compostie bow and put an arrow to the string, Jon got out his old sword and buckler. They started by going down a passage to the left, it was very dusty and there were only a few footprints, they were shaped like an orcs feet. Lewis looked to the left and right every now and then, looking at the huge tapastries, some of them showed huge mosterous castles, or treasure rooms full of gold and jewels, yet others of cold hearted kings and queens, those were the ones he looked at. The others consisted of showing so and so being tortered by the kings and queens, Lewis didn't look at those. Soon, they arrived at a heavy, wooden door, with a black bar across it. A loud growl from behind, and Lewis and Jon twisted, the first orc fell to an arrow, by the time Jon moed forward to tab and orc, two more had fallen. Then three got around Jon and went for Lewis, and that moment, Lewis dropped his bow, and his hands twirlled, two of the orcs fell. His hands twirled again and again. And more and More orcs fell, until they were surrounded by 20 orc bodies. Lewis went around colleting his knives, and then proceeded to pick the lock. It was an old lock, and his lockpck slid easily into it, and he turned; he heard the chinks of the lockpick move, heard the screws in the lock move, and he opened the door...

Last edited by LewsTherinKinslayer13; 21/06/03 08:30 PM.