Sodele, although I had verschusselt my written material to the third chapter of the planeswalker somewhere, but I had so few in the head and so it goes for more and the same for the interested (I connected the way you would be pronounced, could explain to me some good time someone like her with the links in the text makes only ne ... so little preface for the main text and then you click on a link;) ... thank you ever * g *)
remaining four chapters has already begun, but must be completed yet, so I hope for the impatient among you, be on the progress of the story this time do not have to wait quite as long. But here now CHAPTER 3
Eloquai
The hot wind blew dust across the desert the old worn wooden floorboards in his room.
The sun was just. With a groan he went through the short dark brown hair and over his face.
A shave would have done again need, but these days it was quite interesting was how much hair a man's face.
effort he sat up on his bed, his back ached located on the sagging mattress on the probably countless hikers and had restless.
Eloquai rubbed his neck and closed his eyes, he tried to to reconstruct events of the previous night.
Too much wine women and song. His throat was raw and with one eye on his wallet, he recognized the woman and that he apparently had had more than he or his finances would have done well.
Slowly he rose and crossed slow step, the small room up to the wash basin and mirror above the almost blind.
The warm stagnant water refreshed him not as, as hoped, but his eyes were a little clearer.
let down by the clatter of dishes and cutlery to indicate that dinner was already served, but his stomach felt strangely filled. Appetite, it was not he felt. In this time and the area it was in any case have been difficult, the appetite should return once more to be find. Nothing could more properly the demand breast-feeding.
Eloquai went to the old rocking chair that might have been painted dark brown at some point, the porous wood skeleton now, however, the bulk of this accounted for a seat.
He reached for his light-brown suede shirt, slipped into the black leather pants, pulled on the black leather vest and put on the gun belt, but not without first looking at the number of cartridges and operability of weapons .
It's dark brown hat on before he slipped into the old worn brown boots and the faded worn, floor-length black coat fell out.
He nodded in short, as he glanced back into the room, he closed the door behind her and walked slowly down the dusty stairs in the bar room.
at the bar, he settled on a stool and ordered a whiskey.
"So early on Whiskey Mister? Do not you think that could tarnish your senses for the night Eloquai?
The externally radiated Eloquai young woman from the other side of the counter of the divide. Her long blond hair lay down their hair in wild curved Shoulders to their hips. But you could see in her bright blue eyes as she looked very sad and by many years older than their outward appearance would make one believe.
"Why do I need my senses? The area here is empty. Look around. Mercenaries, miners, gallows bird, all broken lives overshadowed by the hunger of this can be satisfied anyway, never. The entire North is meager, not a soul, if you ask me. "Eloquai nodded to the barmaid, tipping his whiskey down in a train.
your smile vanished abruptly, "And Who is to blame? You and your kind. Have massacred and assassinated, overexploitation you have operated on the desert. . Once there were many settlers, lots of fresh blood, enough for all
Eloquai laughed softly and raised his hands: "How is it Sue, eat and be eaten, you were a Vandit and no Asquad demoness You should not have acted differently. . I want to sugarcoat anything, my style is like a plague of locusts, we come in masses, eat everything blank and move on, leaving nothing left but death and carrion "He looked at his hands with a sigh, then looked back at the barmaid:" But it is far Sue, I will not return. I found a gate and I will go. I leave the Vandit, I leave this world. There must be something else and I will find it. Should there be something for Asquads I come back and pick you up, okay? "
He smiled, but his green eyes were serious, Sue said the sad farewell with a nod:" If one can survive somewhere else, then Eloquai you, I wish you all the best .... really. "
Eloquai had the keys to his motorcycle from his coat pocket fished, banged his hand gently on the counter, nodded Sue first and then to the other guests to leave before he joined the now cold night now. He closed the seat of his bike up, changed his hat against a matte black helmet, flipped down the visor, jumped on the bike and with muffled clattering engine he sped into the far northern desert. To where he had discovered a few days before the gate.
His future had begun .... Eloquai smiled.
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