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towerofanimus2013-04-13 08:53 am
sonof_thrain) wrote in towerofanimus2013-04-13 08:53 am
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A Hunting in the woods.
Characters: Thorin and OPEN.
Setting: Floor Thirty Two
When: April 13th
Format: Prose
Summary: Thorin is fed up of health bars and the canteen doesn't offer up much for a dwarf king so he is taking to hunting on Floor Thirty Two. He will be looking to gather food and hunt an animal or two. If he can find one.
Warnings: Violence possible gore during hunting.
Thorin had managed to navigate by using the elevator for the first time. The elf, Legolas, had shown him how to work it. For that, he was grateful. His prejudice against the blond elf was rapidly diminishing, due to how helpful he had been. Adjusting his sword on his belt he wanted to see what Floor Thirty Two had to offer. After being told it contained flora and fauna, he couldn't resist a possible hunting trip.
The yearn to hunt and be outside had overpowered Thorin's senses. He was a dwarf. A warrior and hunter. Not some animal within a cage. Feeling the wind on his face as he passed through the doors into the natural landscape, he sighed.
This was worth the long ride on the elevator. He set about gathering wood and sticks to build a fire. He needed heat first then he could set about gathering his prey. Also, the fire would act as a beacon if he became lost within the woodland. Who knows what else could leap out and attack him. He snapped some large twigs in half and set about building his fire. Looking behind and around him, Thorin wondered who else inhabited this area.
Setting: Floor Thirty Two
When: April 13th
Format: Prose
Summary: Thorin is fed up of health bars and the canteen doesn't offer up much for a dwarf king so he is taking to hunting on Floor Thirty Two. He will be looking to gather food and hunt an animal or two. If he can find one.
Warnings: Violence possible gore during hunting.
Thorin had managed to navigate by using the elevator for the first time. The elf, Legolas, had shown him how to work it. For that, he was grateful. His prejudice against the blond elf was rapidly diminishing, due to how helpful he had been. Adjusting his sword on his belt he wanted to see what Floor Thirty Two had to offer. After being told it contained flora and fauna, he couldn't resist a possible hunting trip.
The yearn to hunt and be outside had overpowered Thorin's senses. He was a dwarf. A warrior and hunter. Not some animal within a cage. Feeling the wind on his face as he passed through the doors into the natural landscape, he sighed.
This was worth the long ride on the elevator. He set about gathering wood and sticks to build a fire. He needed heat first then he could set about gathering his prey. Also, the fire would act as a beacon if he became lost within the woodland. Who knows what else could leap out and attack him. He snapped some large twigs in half and set about building his fire. Looking behind and around him, Thorin wondered who else inhabited this area.
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His hard face has the determined cast of a man who has never surrendered. Ever.
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