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FIRE & BRIMSTONE - NEW BEGINNINGS

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“Whaaaa…what the f%$## did you do Apollo!” shrieks Hemmingway as he peaks out of the ashes, his polar white feathers now covered in soot and dust.

“I told you we shouldn’t be playing around with those Kobolds” he scoffs. Hemmingway takes a split second to look around the room before darting upwards to assess the full damage.

Apollo was still sitting down after the initial explosion and starts chuckling to himself. As he was laughing, he heard a weird rattle like sound.

“Errr, those… those sound like….” Apollo looked down and burst out laughing.

“I’m a bloody bag of bones” he shouted as he started to dance around showcasing his new look to bewildered onlookers. Apollo noticed the spectators and upped his attention seeking, performing some questionable standup all while enjoying the mixed reactions from the crowd (the kobolds were not a fan).

Hemmingway was growing tired of Apollos positivity in their newfound situation as the realisation of what they did to those Kobolds starts to seep into his mind. With dread stricken across his sleek white beak he flies over to Apollo and pulls him away.

“Are you forgetting what the hell just happened back there?” he pants.

“If they find out why we were down there we are going to be murdered, and not to mention but those other poor wizards….” Hemming started to look down.

“Why did you have to kill them Apollo?....”

Their conversation was abruptly interrupted as a large fireball hit the wall next to them, exploding in a hot white flash that scorches wizards standing nearby.

A booming voice starts to slowly get louder as the crowd start to whisper and the rumour spreads of who is coming down that dusty cobble street.

It was him….

To be continued (or not)

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