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I felt the need to post, but didn't feel like writng anything new, so I I just copied a random page from this story Im sorta writing. I know at least cornfed is sorta curious as to its contents!

“How are things progressing up here sir?” came the voice again a few

moments later, a bit too loud and rather close to his ear. Dranarius managed to

shield his eyes from the rain long enough to see the dripping face of Jaella smiling

expectantly at him. He smiled back at her, and then chuckled.

“Not that quickly I’m afraid, I’m a bit out of practice.” He said shaking his

head, and pointing at the small pile of discarded runes. “It’s been a long time

since the academy, and I wasn’t exactly good at it then. How are things on your

end?”

“I meant with the sages” Jaella said, gently taking the carving tool from his

hand. “I know you want to help, but perhaps we should leave this one to the

experts, hmm?” she said with another smile. “I’m sure you can find something

else to do with your talents aside from frustrating yourself with a pile of rocks. As

for things on our end, things seem to be secure, although our scouts can’t really

see much of anything. A herd of tarnoks could sneak up on us in this mess.”

Dranarius sighed again, pitching the un-carved stone into the rainy haze

ahead and staring after it for a moment. “The only talent I seem to have left in me

is getting into trouble, and then running away from it. Only now, I can’t even put

that one to use because my ‘followers’ have taken it upon themselves to do it for

me.”

“Only you would feel sorry for yourself for becoming a leader” Jaella said with

a bit of an eye roll. “If you can’t stop complaining for a moment, I suppose I’ll have

to go ask the sages myself.”

“Oh they’re fine, not that I understand what the hell they’re talking about, but

from what I can see the gate looks complete. I’m beginning to suspect they just

gave me these runes to carve to get me out of their hair.”




*edit* for some reason, pasting it ate my indents :(