Nutty

Flin came to where he left Galina, and stopped. There, there and there. Scuffle marks. They had taken her! Flin ran back to the village, mind blank in panic. Flin ...

Flin was moving through the trees, moving at a steady trot. "What am I gonna do? I left Galina alone. Galina . The king's going to eat me for breakfast." ...

As Flin ran through the trees, he had called back to the following Galina. "You know, I could just get it meself." Galina didn't reply, so Flin kept talking. "Everyone ...

Flin was looking around the village, but was still startled when he heard a vioce behind him. "Flin! What news?" "Galina! It is terrible! The humans are wearing down our ...

Flin was out hunting, when he saw it all. The bridge was covered in elven troops, but the humans where breaking through. Flin climbed a tree quickly and quietly for ...

Meanwhile, back at the village... "I'm sorry Pinkle." Flin sighed and gave him a shadow of his normal grin. "I'm sick of being cast aside. I'm sure you would know ...

Flin stared after Eliane, his good humor somewhat rumpled. "Cant take a joke, that one." Flin turned around to see that the other two where heading away. "Oi! what about ...

Flin turned to Galina. "You must let me come! I'm a fair fighter, and I'll help 'raise funds...' for a cut of the loot, of course." Flin gave Galina his ...

Flin trotted down the road, searching for something to do. "Oi! Errol!" he called, and dashed up to meet the disgruntled gryphon. Errol sighed and turned around. "What is it ...

(Halflings have a different personality to hobbits, love anything of value, charismatic, mischievous and adventurous. Think D&D style. I'm changing the scene cuz I was one minute late ...) Flin ...

I want to join! name: Flin Fleetfoot Race: halfling age: 25 (equal to 16 human years) Gender: male Clothing: soft leather shoes, well-fitting leathers. Appearance: dark brown hair, innocent expression

Meanwhile, Shuan was hanging outside. "Stupid windows! Why do I always get the difficult buildings?" He dragged the window cloth across his 253rd window. His uniform was sopping wet, and ...