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Urm...yes?! He's the savior of the Land.peter wrote:I quite like the representation of Covenant (especially hi grubby white T shirt below the robe), but does anyone else feel that the picture has a sort of almost 'biblical' feel to it, what with the robe and the light and the cross shaped sword and all......
Hmmm....yes - Guess I forgot that.jacob Raver, sinTempter wrote:Urm...yes?! He's the savior of the Land.peter wrote:I quite like the representation of Covenant (especially hi grubby white T shirt below the robe)
In [u]Lord Foul's Bane[/u] was wrote:... At once, red flame blossomed on the wood, turned pale orange and yellow, flared up brightly. The sudden light dazzled him, but he leaped to his feet and held the staff over his head.
He was standing at the bottom of a long slope which filled half the floor of the crevice. This loose piled shale had saved his life by giving under the impact of his fall, rolling him down instead of holding him where he hit. Before and behind him, the crevice stretched upward far beyond the reach of his flame. Nearby, the ur-vile lay twisted on its back, its black skin wet with blood.
Shuffling purposefully toward him along the crevice floor was a disjointed company of Cavewights.
They were still thirty yards away, but even at that distance, he was surprised by their appearance. They did not look like other Cavewights he had seen. The difference was not only in costume, though these creatures were ornately and garishly caparisoned like a royal cadre, elite and obscene. They were physically different. They were old-old prematurely, unnaturally. Their red eyes were hooded, and their long limbs bent as if the bones had been warped in a short time. Their heads sagged on necks that still looked thick enough to be strong and erect. Their heavy, spatulate hands trembled as if with palsy. Together, they reeked of ill, of victimization. But they came forward with clenched determination, as if they had been promised the peace of death when this last task was done.
Shaking off his surprise, he brandished his staff threateningly. "Don't touch me!" he hissed through his teeth. "Back off! I made a bargain-!"
