11-03-2008, 07:28 AM
(This post was last modified: 11-03-2008, 07:28 AM by Frisk E. Coyote.)
[Outskirts of Villnore]
The young magician was leaning against the broad side of his cart when strong arms suddenly pulled him into a powerful bear-hug, actually lifting him off his feet. "LOOSEN UP- LOOSEN UP-" Ray wheezed, his eyes bugged out. At seventeen years old, Ray was still a rather sickly person. Seeing that it was his old friend, Brandon the Smith, he forgot his exhaustion and returned the bear-hug.
"Brandon! Its been what? Two? Three months?! How've you been?" He asked excitedly, immediately offering him his leather drinking pouch half full of water.
The young magician was leaning against the broad side of his cart when strong arms suddenly pulled him into a powerful bear-hug, actually lifting him off his feet. "LOOSEN UP- LOOSEN UP-" Ray wheezed, his eyes bugged out. At seventeen years old, Ray was still a rather sickly person. Seeing that it was his old friend, Brandon the Smith, he forgot his exhaustion and returned the bear-hug.
"Brandon! Its been what? Two? Three months?! How've you been?" He asked excitedly, immediately offering him his leather drinking pouch half full of water.
"I don't suffer from insanity, I enjoy every minute of it!"