Post by UnknownHorde on Jul 23, 2004 20:23:13 GMT -5
It was a cold day when Jared entered the bar. He looked at the advertising board and noticed a note asking for help with mining. He was good at this, so without hesitation he wrote down the instructions. "Meet at table 6 Tuesday morning at The Kable Inn."
He went to the bar and ordered a drink. His buddy Larzuk came and sat down beside him. They talked for a while and Jared informed Larzuk, a profitible miner of the note on the board. By the time they were done drinking they had lost 8 gold pieces, 6 silver, and were completely wrecked.
Tuseday morning came around, and they were both there at table 6 at The Kable Inn, along with four more raggy looking men. They all noticed when three well dressed men came walking over. "Good turn out today, shall we start on the trek to the mine?" The taller one asked. One of the rowdy (and drunk) miners yelled "Hell yeh richy." And off they were.
The three wealthier looking men rode golden brown steeds while the rest walked. Over hills and through forests they walked. By the time they reached the mine, they were ready to camp, but managed to throw some swings with thier pick-axes. "GOLD!" One of ther raggier looking men shouted. A scramble to see it. One of the richer men grabbed it, and bit it. "It's real!." A knife was thrown, pierced the one miner in the chest, while the second of the rich men drew a sword and the third pulled some arrows from his quiver. The first arrow pinned a miner to the wall by his leg. The second went through Larzuks throat, his blood squirting everywhere.
Jared and the remaining miner tried to parry the second rich mans sword with thier pick axes, but the sword sliced through the wooden handle and got the miner in the gut. The rich man kicked the miner off his sword, knocking him to the ground, clenching his stomach, his eyes wide with fear. The sword came around and sliced through his neck. The rich man who took the gold from the finding miner, came up behind Jared and stabbed him in the kidney with a small dagger. Jared slowly fell to his knees, then backwards to the floor with his strength weakening. His last sight was a sword come down and pierce through his chest.
Moral of the story: People are fucking greedy bastards and will do anything to get what they want.
He went to the bar and ordered a drink. His buddy Larzuk came and sat down beside him. They talked for a while and Jared informed Larzuk, a profitible miner of the note on the board. By the time they were done drinking they had lost 8 gold pieces, 6 silver, and were completely wrecked.
Tuseday morning came around, and they were both there at table 6 at The Kable Inn, along with four more raggy looking men. They all noticed when three well dressed men came walking over. "Good turn out today, shall we start on the trek to the mine?" The taller one asked. One of the rowdy (and drunk) miners yelled "Hell yeh richy." And off they were.
The three wealthier looking men rode golden brown steeds while the rest walked. Over hills and through forests they walked. By the time they reached the mine, they were ready to camp, but managed to throw some swings with thier pick-axes. "GOLD!" One of ther raggier looking men shouted. A scramble to see it. One of the richer men grabbed it, and bit it. "It's real!." A knife was thrown, pierced the one miner in the chest, while the second of the rich men drew a sword and the third pulled some arrows from his quiver. The first arrow pinned a miner to the wall by his leg. The second went through Larzuks throat, his blood squirting everywhere.
Jared and the remaining miner tried to parry the second rich mans sword with thier pick axes, but the sword sliced through the wooden handle and got the miner in the gut. The rich man kicked the miner off his sword, knocking him to the ground, clenching his stomach, his eyes wide with fear. The sword came around and sliced through his neck. The rich man who took the gold from the finding miner, came up behind Jared and stabbed him in the kidney with a small dagger. Jared slowly fell to his knees, then backwards to the floor with his strength weakening. His last sight was a sword come down and pierce through his chest.
Moral of the story: People are fucking greedy bastards and will do anything to get what they want.
