My master suddenly takes controll of my body. I think master what are you doing? He responds by making me feel extreme mental pain. My possessed body batters down the door and stabs an elf in the thigh.
They knock me down, I begin feeling the fury as The woman shoots another arrow landing in the same place as the last. I howl, jumping at her. It seems like when your being pushed around in a triangle.
I hiss and run from my hiding place, Smammer furiously hitting back and forth, dropping enemy after enemy.
A few orcs wake up because of the ruckus. My master orders them to get ready. They hastily put on some amor and grab weapons.
I'm slightly conscience from being hit upside with a broad sword. They flee the scene, after being hit. I'm in my human form blinking slowly trying to clear my vision.
I jump up, falling down to my knees, attempting to get away. Seeing the Smammer and remembers the Archer Rogue and her guards.
I mumble something inaudible. Dark: Ya gonna kill 'em soon after? Light: He's helping you. Just accept the help! "Shelter..." I fall down onto my stomach one hand on my shoulder blade Where I was shot, Trying to see how deep it went.
I see the wound. "Ouch.." I pick up the Smammer, and pick you up as well. "We're going to a safer place.. Trust me." I whisper, heading towards the thing I was building.
I attempt struggling out of your grip, seeing we're heading to your building area. Gripping the blade tighter in my hands. Losing energy quickly I give up the struggle.
My master relinquishes control. But my sword starts glowing. " huh?". I continue to battle the elves. Making sure they stay at long distance.
"Save your energy for when you need it." I whisper into your ear, setting you down on one of the only finished beds. "I'll be right back with same cloth for that wound." I tell you, walking into the city.
Uuuuiiiiiiiiioooooivvvvvvv I lay down, staring at the roof like structure, half awake and drifting into the darkness of sleep. Da: there we go... Gentle dreams... Li: Stay awake! Don't give up!
I run into town, hurriedly buying some cloth. I then think I payed the tailor too handsomely, but I run back to the ship. "You alright?" I ask, lightly wrapping the cloth around your waist.
(sorry bout random letters. My keyboard glitches.) I wake up, confused, leaning up I see the elf and stand attempting to run.
"Don't- it'll only make it worse." I say, lightly picking you up and carrying to your bed again. "What's your name?" I ask, curiously.
I narrow my eyes at him, not knowing if he's trustworthy. "Who do you work for?" I hiss thru bared teeth.
"Myself." I smile. "I don't like working for others. Unless I have to or have a feeling I need to. But no one, right now. Just myself." I say, "Now, your name? Mine's Smighter."