The blade in your hands thirsts for blood. "FEED ME" it screams. You look at your wolf companion and then back to the dark elf.
"The sword wants me to feed it," you say, not really understanding why a messed up sword was yelling at you.
"That's the purpose of the Night Blade. Now are you going to feed it the traitor's blood or will I be feeding it yours?" responds the impatient dark elf.
You turn to the wolf and raise your sword into the air, ready to bring it down. Memories of when he licked you and ate that giant mosquito flood into your mind. You just can't do it. Your blade is not satisfied in the least with your hesitation. You head starts hurting as you hear the blade scream louder "FEED ME!" You feel compelled to comply. You turn back to the dark elf, swinging your blade at his neck in a sudden outburst of disobedience. Everything goes a little blurry and you aren't quite sure just what happened. You continue to stand there, disoriented. The voice of your blade rings in your head once more "Oh ho ho, simply marelous. Sentient blood is much more pleasing than that of a mongrel."
As your vision returns to normal, you notice the the dark elf is laying on the floor, headless. Your canine buddy is sniffing the corpse and seems interesting in cleaning up some of the blood. You sit and lean you back against a tree, trying to regain your composure. You just killed a man after all. You look at the sword the dark elf gave you and ponder what to do with it.
If you wish to keep the sword, please go to "Night Blade : Pt. 1"
If you wish to leave it behind, please go to "Evil is Bad : Pt. 1"
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Dragonvale : A Choose Your Own Adventure Story
AdventureA choose your own adventure story set in a fantasy realm where you begin as a farmboy or farmgirl and seek your claim to fame. Will you claim fame by slaying a dragon? Perhaps marry into royalty? Maybe even marry into royalty, kill your spouse, rule...
