Azarous' Pixie flew fast along the mountain caves...The Drow chased his troublesom Pixie...As they neared an opening the Pixie stopped in mid-flight. Hehehe.Azarous reached up and grabbed the Pixie...NOW LOOK WHAT YOU DONE, WE ARE LOST. Ahh Well putting the Pixie in his cloak he started to look for a way out. LET ME OUT YOU FILTHY POINTY EAR...Shut up...! Why wont you just leave!
Because your fun... *Grins Evily* About two or three hours later Azarous manages to find an opening leading to an exit. Finally I'm Free...Um your still stuck with me...Hehehe...Azarous takes a deep breath and walks out of the cave. When he gets out he notices someone in the trees [about 30-40 feet away]. The Pixie manages to escape the cloak and flies straight toward the stranger. STOP! How About No...Azarous jumps into the air and flies right after the Pixie. Shouting YOUR GOING TO PAY FOR THIS!!!
A half-elf, calmly walking along a stone pathway, yelped in shock as a pixie came streaking towards her face. She dropped to the ground covering her head, and rolled out of the way, and scrambled to her feet, pulling a dagger from her boot and brandishing it threateningly.
"Get back you little Monster!" Zin's voice was a threatening howl. "I'll gut you, you little pest!"
She tried to stab the pixie. She missed, and tried again, then missing a second time.
And a third. Then a fourth. Then a fifth time. Now she was getting angry, and she pulled out her spellbook, and threw it angrily, and grinned cruely as she heard the book make contact.
She picked the book up, and glared at the pixie. "Pesky little things," She muttered.
YEOUCH!!!The Pixie then flew straight at the half elf and started pumbling the person in the face with its tiny fists...Just then Azarous caught up flying past he quickly grabed the nusence and threw it in his cloak. I'm sorry but he got away from me...YOU POINTY EARS LET ME OUT NOW I ORDER YOU TO!!! Well again i'm sorry i must take my leave and find a way to control this creature...Bye.
Zin gave a thin smile, and, watched the squirming mass of cloak. "..." She tapped her eye, around which a series of small bruises were starting to appear. "...no problem. Really."
Her wisp slipped into view, popping out from one of her boots, where it had been napping, and tossed the illusion of a pixie-eater by the pixie. "..." Zin watched the wisp float in circles, seemingly trying to decide wether or not it should attempt to murder her again.