Everyone seems pretty impressed where can I see this story?
22-Aug-2008 23:18:50
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Xanthangum's Sticky
Quick find code: 49-50-860-57468940
Maestro! Post your winning story as soon as you get a chance. You have an eagerly awaiting fan-club the majority of us would bribe large amounts of gold for! Don't let them down.
Meanwhile, I encourage people to check out some of Xan's other works. He posted a few quick-find codes on the front page of this thread. He is worth reading for sure, and his Stort Stories thread at 49-50-469-56201226 will take literally just a few short minutes to read.
Go and check it out!
Dreamweaver
Meanwhile, I encourage people to check out some of Xan's other works. He posted a few quick-find codes on the front page of this thread. He is worth reading for sure, and his Stort Stories thread at 49-50-469-56201226 will take literally just a few short minutes to read.
Go and check it out!
Dreamweaver
23-Aug-2008 05:38:18 - Last edited on 23-Aug-2008 05:42:17 by Dreamweaver
xanth's not big on forums guys
ive known him in rs for over a year
. He'll check it every few days, if not ill bother him
ive known him in rs for over a year
. He'll check it every few days, if not ill bother him
23-Aug-2008 15:46:14
Congratulations, Xanthangum. Sorry I couldn't go with you; I noticed your request too late. Anyways, congratulations again on winning the finals.
23-Aug-2008 16:29:57 - Last edited on 09-Jul-2011 04:45:16 by Breakers
Haha, I realized I haven't posted my entry yet..
Sowwie.
~|~
Raindrops clattered atop every rooftop in Varrock. The melodic and calming tune was interrupted only by the vilent explosions of thunder accompanied by the forked ribbons of light in the sky. Not even the hardy warriors of Relleka would try to brave this storm.
A lone traveler found shelter beneath an abandoned market stall, his eyes fixed upon the king's window. He shook himself like a feral beast trying to get dry as he fiddled with his awkwardly long fingers.
"Not long now," He muttered, pulling his hood down over his narrow face, "Not long at all..."
Morning finally crept over Varrock and the weary traveler could hear the city guard looking for those sorry souls who had been caught in the storm. This would be his only chance to get inside the castle. His only chance to reach King Roald.
"Help me, I'm injured!" He lied, limping oto the nearest guard, who helped him to the castle's hospital wing.
"If you need anything else, just call for Nurse Poppy," The nurse said happily.
When she left, he slipped out of bed and crept through the castle's hallways. A guard began to question him outside Roald's chamber, but fell dead with a bloody hole in his throat. The guard who helped him watched from the shadows as the man entered the chamber.
"Who are you?" Roald asked biting his lip as the traveler pulled his hood off and his face was revealed. He was a werewolf.
"A friend. Do not be alarmed," The man whispered.
The king leapt away from the creature and shouted for help. Instantly, the guard ran in and skewered the monster through the back; an eerie howl filling the chamber.
"Who was he?" Roald asked frantically, "I am lucky you were here!"
"Lucky? No. He was trying to protect you," The soldier said as his eyes began to glow bright yellow. Roald gasped as the soldier's true form was revealed.
"My name is Vanstrom Klaus. Goodbye, King Roald."
Sowwie.
~|~
Raindrops clattered atop every rooftop in Varrock. The melodic and calming tune was interrupted only by the vilent explosions of thunder accompanied by the forked ribbons of light in the sky. Not even the hardy warriors of Relleka would try to brave this storm.
A lone traveler found shelter beneath an abandoned market stall, his eyes fixed upon the king's window. He shook himself like a feral beast trying to get dry as he fiddled with his awkwardly long fingers.
"Not long now," He muttered, pulling his hood down over his narrow face, "Not long at all..."
Morning finally crept over Varrock and the weary traveler could hear the city guard looking for those sorry souls who had been caught in the storm. This would be his only chance to get inside the castle. His only chance to reach King Roald.
"Help me, I'm injured!" He lied, limping oto the nearest guard, who helped him to the castle's hospital wing.
"If you need anything else, just call for Nurse Poppy," The nurse said happily.
When she left, he slipped out of bed and crept through the castle's hallways. A guard began to question him outside Roald's chamber, but fell dead with a bloody hole in his throat. The guard who helped him watched from the shadows as the man entered the chamber.
"Who are you?" Roald asked biting his lip as the traveler pulled his hood off and his face was revealed. He was a werewolf.
"A friend. Do not be alarmed," The man whispered.
The king leapt away from the creature and shouted for help. Instantly, the guard ran in and skewered the monster through the back; an eerie howl filling the chamber.
"Who was he?" Roald asked frantically, "I am lucky you were here!"
"Lucky? No. He was trying to protect you," The soldier said as his eyes began to glow bright yellow. Roald gasped as the soldier's true form was revealed.
"My name is Vanstrom Klaus. Goodbye, King Roald."
23-Aug-2008 19:45:46
6th page of a stickey...
ok nice well done and hope you come second in the next contest(me being first of course lol)Or first thats good too
ok nice well done and hope you come second in the next contest(me being first of course lol)Or first thats good too
24-Aug-2008 11:07:30
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