Post by Ben Shaw on Mar 29, 2009 11:19:21 GMT -5
Um this book i'm thnking about writeing, this is the first page that i whiped up in a boring IT lesson. Please post what you think and if i should continue.
Prologue
Howler’s Peak was the Empire’s most formidable prison, one had only to enter within a mile’s radius of its walls to hear the sickening wails of the d**ned. The prison stood a mighty 300 feet above the island it resided upon; from its highest floors you could see right across the main land. No one had ever broken out of the prison and only one person had ever broken in.
It was approaching high moon when the prison guards spotted a figure clad in dark robes approaching Howler’s walls. Almost immediately the alarms were sounded, no boat had been seen sailing towards the isle, whoever this figure was they had landed on the island undetected.
Two guards were sent from the prison to investigate the figure. One was a grizzled veteran who had spent a few years in the imperial army before joining the prison as a guard. The other was a recruit, fresh out of the academy and eager to see some possible combat. Once they got into the hearing range, the veteran shouted out in a demanding tone
“Hey! You are on restricted property, leave immediately or we will be forced to take violent action!” After the guard had finished shouting the figure calmly drew his hand out of the robe, and with a flick of his wrist sent the guard flying without a touch. The doomed man flew five yards before hitting the ground with a sickening crunch. At the sight of his dead comrade the recruit’s will power crumbled and he began to flee. Before he could even get a yard away the figure appeared out of no where and with a flash of steel the second guard fell, a large cut through his amour.
The
Keep in mind thats only the prologue.
Prologue
Howler’s Peak was the Empire’s most formidable prison, one had only to enter within a mile’s radius of its walls to hear the sickening wails of the d**ned. The prison stood a mighty 300 feet above the island it resided upon; from its highest floors you could see right across the main land. No one had ever broken out of the prison and only one person had ever broken in.
It was approaching high moon when the prison guards spotted a figure clad in dark robes approaching Howler’s walls. Almost immediately the alarms were sounded, no boat had been seen sailing towards the isle, whoever this figure was they had landed on the island undetected.
Two guards were sent from the prison to investigate the figure. One was a grizzled veteran who had spent a few years in the imperial army before joining the prison as a guard. The other was a recruit, fresh out of the academy and eager to see some possible combat. Once they got into the hearing range, the veteran shouted out in a demanding tone
“Hey! You are on restricted property, leave immediately or we will be forced to take violent action!” After the guard had finished shouting the figure calmly drew his hand out of the robe, and with a flick of his wrist sent the guard flying without a touch. The doomed man flew five yards before hitting the ground with a sickening crunch. At the sight of his dead comrade the recruit’s will power crumbled and he began to flee. Before he could even get a yard away the figure appeared out of no where and with a flash of steel the second guard fell, a large cut through his amour.
The
Keep in mind thats only the prologue.
