Post by Lord Eshmon on Jan 17, 2010 1:05:49 GMT -5
You rest you body sleepily apon a large rock slab remembering your hatchling years. The sun heating the scales of your back until the rest of your body tingles with a dreary mirth of relaxation. It has been a few years since your mother kicked you from her lair and set your free into the world, thusly you have spent your time roaming the land and have yet to find a lair of your own.
After a wonderful afternoon of peacefull reflection you awake to make a decision about the rest of your life. A vast plain lays before you, mountains in the distance, the tip of your tail has dipped into the river. Two think smoke trails rise up in the distance signifying a town of possible moderate size in the distance over a set of hills. Now is the time to make your future, what do you do?
After a wonderful afternoon of peacefull reflection you awake to make a decision about the rest of your life. A vast plain lays before you, mountains in the distance, the tip of your tail has dipped into the river. Two think smoke trails rise up in the distance signifying a town of possible moderate size in the distance over a set of hills. Now is the time to make your future, what do you do?
