The Argonian stoop up from his seat. He wore a purple robe, and it glowed as though it were enchanted. It was obvious he had armor underneath it. His hand reached for a claymore of deadric origins. The two who were also in the living room looked at him.
"Hiss-Flame? What's up?"
The Argonian did not answer, instead walking toward the old wooden door that lead outside.
The Dark Elf now stoop, clad in beautiful silver armor only leaving her head exposed. "Let me-"
"No. I will be back later." Hiss-Flame went out the door, putting a ring on. A flash about his body, and he had vanished. "Do not expect me until late." And footsteps were heard, and moved into the distance.
"Hera, why is he doing this to himself? We all loved Chun Koa." Luthe's eyes were full of tears. She tried to hide them, but the efforts proved futile.
"I don't know why Luthe. I just don't know," Heratrossa stared at the floor. The rug was made of a mixture of Nix Hide and Guar Hide. It was nothing more than a swirl design. A few tear drops fell on it.
The night came, and Luthe was outside. "Here he comes! In the sky!" Heratrossa came outside to see what all of the ruckus was about. "Look Hera! Hiss-Flame!" Indeed, Hiss-Flame was in the sky flying back towards his home.
The blade was missing.
"Hiss-Flame? What's up?"
The Argonian did not answer, instead walking toward the old wooden door that lead outside.
The Dark Elf now stoop, clad in beautiful silver armor only leaving her head exposed. "Let me-"
"No. I will be back later." Hiss-Flame went out the door, putting a ring on. A flash about his body, and he had vanished. "Do not expect me until late." And footsteps were heard, and moved into the distance.
"Hera, why is he doing this to himself? We all loved Chun Koa." Luthe's eyes were full of tears. She tried to hide them, but the efforts proved futile.
"I don't know why Luthe. I just don't know," Heratrossa stared at the floor. The rug was made of a mixture of Nix Hide and Guar Hide. It was nothing more than a swirl design. A few tear drops fell on it.
The night came, and Luthe was outside. "Here he comes! In the sky!" Heratrossa came outside to see what all of the ruckus was about. "Look Hera! Hiss-Flame!" Indeed, Hiss-Flame was in the sky flying back towards his home.
The blade was missing.
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