After delegating to the Sheilas to gather the things on the list, father Stout grabed the wayward attention span of Giselle looking over near the flame blowers. “now do you think you can do that for me.” at the confused look on Giselle's face, Lord Stout continued, “I must say finding the peppers is quite a big job for such a little Sheila such as yourself. Here are three coins get some good peppers and if there is any left over buy yourself a treat.” Lord Stout ruffled the mane of the little girl gave her older sister a smile.
After Lord Stout checked his satchle, grabbed an apple Lord stout glimpsed around then sighed. “where did that boy get off to?”
I smirked as listening in on my father's conversation always provided for loads of entertainment. Cordovan loved feeling stelthy. He was currently hiding behind an ajasent cart and was trying to stifle his giggles as he had eluded his fathers notice and didn't even have to confront the abnormally giggly Sheila. Now he could really go off to the flame blowers with out any interuptions.
Bellowing into the crowd father Stout ecoed a reminder. “don't forget your magic lessons when the sun hits three.”
I sighed with dismay. One my father knew my general facility and two I hated magic lessons! (think of piano lessons when you have no love of the thing.) blarg if only witch-doctoring were every day lessons. And while in the act of wallowing in self pity noticed the love of his life, Christi a sleek jem of the nimfurry world.
Now the nimfurry were an intriguing race one of peace and tranquillity and rather peaceful to fellow nimfurry but rabid barbarians to other cultures them all being inferior and horribly unattractive. This is a goal of all nimfurry make the world a better place by making it in their image. and frankly Cordovan wouldn't mind remaking the world with her. though still being fourteen and being just a little twiterpated. he still didn't understand the ramifications of that statment.
Cordovan waved nervously then realising his fur was poofing he doged behined an old lady before she could see him. alas why does life have to be so rough.
was that a good attempt at only presenting things that my character saw? also does it need to be edited Dee or would that be how your character acts?
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ReplyDeleteoh dee if you wish your character to talk to cordovan in the next segment. also we have some plot developments on skype we'd like to talk to you about
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