[CYOA SOLO] Torsten vs The Maize

[SwordOfTheDarkOnes]

Torsten remembered things like this from back home. Though unlike home, he didn't see that blasted tower in the center taunting him. That was a relief. Looking around the small dragon hummed. Well...Left or Right....really something he had to debate. He was dominate with writing with his Right, but he was told a long time ago to follow his Left hand out of a maize for it would lead him to the exit. As he debated his ears picked up a faint wail. Wait...what?!?

After hearing the wail...he went with Left. What if the boil or ghoul was actually hurt?!? He wasn't one to let a fellow Halloweener go without aid...that and to entice a repayment in something shiny or knowledge was also in the back of his mind.

Choice: LEFT  

[SwordOfTheDarkOnes]

He heard the wail and looked ahead. He could go there or to the left again...the wail sounded like it was ahead. So...forward he went. As he walked he thought of what he could do after this...He could do one of three things.

One, he could nap. That was always a option for him. He liked that option. He wondered idly where Mellow was at this moment. Maybe getting scared...he let out a small growl at the idea. Mellow wasn't allowed to be scared.

Two, he could go for one of those open classes he read about on the pin up wall. That...that sounded more pleasing right now. He knew he had to further his Human Studies and he saw a few under that category. Showing up one of his arrogant cousins at the next family gathering sounded like fun.

Choice: FORWARD  

[SwordOfTheDarkOnes]

He blinked at the boil, he could reach out to them. But he was taught not to touch others without asking. "Uhm...excuse--" more wailing. He blinked. "Pardon---" louder wailing. "HEY LISTEN!!!!" he yelled pouting.

Nothing...so he groaned and walked away.

Choice: MOVING FORWARD...again  

[SwordOfTheDarkOnes]

He covered his ears till the scent of water hit his nose. Pulling his hands away the small dragon looked at the pond. Okay...not entirely odd...yet. He blinked at the sword...then at the cup. Yeah...no. He wasn't a fan of drinking odd things just laying there. So instead he picked up the sword and placed it where it belonged.

He jumped back when the new path opened and let out a small cheer.

Choice: PUT THE SWORD IN THE POND  

[SwordOfTheDarkOnes]

Walking down the path he looked at the two gates. New...or Old. He blinked. The new one was shiny and called to his inner hoarder. But...the old one might of been hiding all the treasures. So...old it was. He opened the old gate with some effort and stepped in.

He stopped to stare at the gnome. Oh....okay....he tilted his head. A riddle...alright. What is...what? He crossed his arms and started to pace. Stopping as he saw another "throne" he gave in. Might as well go along with it...he sat down and it came to him.

"Its a mistake!" he then showed his age as the next words tumbled out. Seeing the tantrum Torsten snuck away.

Choice: PICKED THE OLD GATE
...oops combined the two choices into a single post here
SITS ON THE "THRONE"  

[SwordOfTheDarkOnes]

He came up to another riddle and giggled. Alright, lets go with the madness. It was Halloween after all. So he pushed YES...then jumped startled by the party poppers...okay then...

He finished the maize and stared at his prize. "I'm sorry what is this---suppose to do?" he asked the staffer only to see no one there. He blinked then looked back down at the ear. He sniffed at it then ate it generally. Licking his lips he made a face..hearing the whispers he looked around and blinked.

...Oh...okay then.

Choice: SMACKED THAT YES BUTTON...reached Final Ending

OOC

Final Word Count: 614
Tickets Earned: 3
Special Effects: Thanks to that golden ear, Tor can hear the thoughts of those around him. GRANTED THROUGH REACHING FINAL ENDING