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- Posted: Sun, 02 Mar 2014 04:55:47 +0000
Kalath
A Lonely Traveler With a Secret
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That had been a more dramatic experience then Kalath had expected. He found himself needing to escape the grasps of.. Whatever it was that he had been seeing and hearing. Reminded him of the concept of a bad soap opera. Regardless, he was home now, or almost home anyways. He could see the doors he casually carved into the mountainside to make entrance on foot more convenient.
Though, it dawned on him that they were well-maintained, and quite obviously visible, unlike the way he worked hard to hide that door as a bit of a more secret entrance way. His initial reaction was felt with the draining of color from his face. Someone had found his home. Not only that, but also apparently decided to name it something a bit more terrifyingly accurate than the redhead would have liked.
Even still, the doors were pushed open, and upon entering, duffel bag in hand, the redhead in the red coat suddenly had a scone and hot coffee in his free hand. The drained facial color flared to a furious red as those fiery eyes of his scanned the room, taking in the visuals, and what had been done to his cave.
Just because he brought his furnishings and various decorations with him.. That.. That did not give anyone right to move in. He had been gone for what? A couple weeks? A month at most? He should have put in more traps.
Had he not been rendered speechless by the rennovation, he would have probably... He didn't even know. He din't know what he would have done. He was absolutely livid that his only safe place was turned into an establishment. Carefully, he found himself creeping towards the hole, peering down, only to get a view of the restaurant below. All of his work: ruined.
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But perhaps not as secret as preferred.
A Lonely Traveler With a Secret
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That had been a more dramatic experience then Kalath had expected. He found himself needing to escape the grasps of.. Whatever it was that he had been seeing and hearing. Reminded him of the concept of a bad soap opera. Regardless, he was home now, or almost home anyways. He could see the doors he casually carved into the mountainside to make entrance on foot more convenient.
Though, it dawned on him that they were well-maintained, and quite obviously visible, unlike the way he worked hard to hide that door as a bit of a more secret entrance way. His initial reaction was felt with the draining of color from his face. Someone had found his home. Not only that, but also apparently decided to name it something a bit more terrifyingly accurate than the redhead would have liked.
Even still, the doors were pushed open, and upon entering, duffel bag in hand, the redhead in the red coat suddenly had a scone and hot coffee in his free hand. The drained facial color flared to a furious red as those fiery eyes of his scanned the room, taking in the visuals, and what had been done to his cave.
Just because he brought his furnishings and various decorations with him.. That.. That did not give anyone right to move in. He had been gone for what? A couple weeks? A month at most? He should have put in more traps.
Had he not been rendered speechless by the rennovation, he would have probably... He didn't even know. He din't know what he would have done. He was absolutely livid that his only safe place was turned into an establishment. Carefully, he found himself creeping towards the hole, peering down, only to get a view of the restaurant below. All of his work: ruined.
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But perhaps not as secret as preferred.
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