She Sparkles As She Makes Me Lose The Game~

*Thor* · 09-22-2014, 01:22 PM

Heavy footfalls marked the passing of the stout brute. He moved with ease, each fluid step a testament to his comfort. The crypt was cold and dark, but Thor, being confident in his abilities and not prone to starting, was fearless in the face of spooks. No, his purpose for being in the crypt far outweighed whatever unusual properties the dark passageways possessed. He was willing to take his chances.

Stretched out before him was a trail of blood. The drips were widely spaced, but nevertheless, it was a trail. Somewhere in the distance the sounds of something moving reached his ears and the brute paused to listen. That had to be it. He stepped over a drop of blood with care and then picked up the pace, hoping to close the distance between himself and his prey. The prey in question was a goat. Wounded in the chase, the silly animal had sought refuge in the winding passages of the crypt. Not one to be so easily put off, Thor had followed.

The sound of a collision off to his left drew the brute's attention away from the chase. He turned to peek around the corner of another passage, and then once his eyes settled on the form of another, moved to stand in the entrance way completely. "Miss," he queried curiously, "Are you alright?"

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