"Are there any more?" Snarled Kralla as she arrived back with the others. Everyone was covered in dust, powdered rust and leather dust.
"Barnabas is making sure now." Replied Skaran, wiping his nose and cleaning his whiskers.
"There's nothing for miles." Said Barnabas, finishing his chant. "Thank goodness. I'm not sure that we can do that again too soon."
"Aye... That was more than a bit rough." Said Skaran.
"Rough? Rough!?" Snapped Kralla. "Where the hell did that number of undead come from? Where did that trip spell come from? We have a very serious decision to make." She growled.
Neville Hunt about 5 years ago
You are one scary lady, Ms Kralla! Don’t let Skaran or Barnabas start relaxing, will you? Enjoying this Jeff.
Btw Jeff. ‘his nose’ and ‘his chant’ maybe? Sorry to be such a pedant.😏
Jeff Taylor about 5 years ago
Whoops! See! You need to point these things out to people Neville! And thanks 😁
Jeff Taylor about 5 years ago
I must've gone "H" blind when I wrote this. That, or the keyboard on my tablet it beginning to fail. I hope not.
Neville Hunt about 5 years ago
It was left hand keyboard mistakes that first alerted me to my Stroke last Saturday. I thought it was a keyboard problem, but it was the keyboard operative instead.
Jeff Taylor about 5 years ago
Ah. Wetware problem. Been there. Done that. Hope you're feeling better! Just make sure you listen to your doctors. OK?
Neville Hunt about 5 years ago
OK Boss! Booze intake going down by 50% immediately!