An old hag stands here. She gives you one of those old haggardly stares. Suddenly with lightning quickness she whaps you on the shin with her cane! Ouch! "You old bag what was that for?" With a toothless cackle she looks you over. "You look like you could use a good whap to the shins is all." Clearly this one has gone into her senile years. Muttering while rubbing your shin you look behind her. A rack full of darkened steel tridents, who'd of guessed. She sees you looking and with uncanny quickness whaps your other shin! "Don't you be looking at my rack she cackles." Muttering to yourself about a retirement home you sigh. "Listen old lady! If you whap me one more time were gonna ha-----." The last thing you remember is a cane flying towards your head... You wake up who knows how long later groggy and muttering. Dam senile old bag! You find a note pinned to your chest. "Seeking other weapons of rarity for my rack of trident's."
You mutter and stumble away rubbing your shin's and the side of your head.
Done, delete
Done, delete
Last edited by Corrine on Mon Sep 10, 2018 11:25 pm, edited 2 times in total.
Re: A rack full of darkened steel tridents
*walks in and takes a peek at you rack before hurrying back out*
Re: A rack full of darkened steel tridents
*An old lady can be seen shuffling after Edard with surprising quickness! You feel sorry for the man, as she's clearly gaining on him. With a banshee like war cry and a cane waving around her head in circles.*
Re: A rack full of darkened steel tridents
Forgetful in my old age, there are three tridents available.