You see a stick...
You notice a stick near you. Quickly you dive towards it, grabbing
just in enough time to use it to block the horseman's blade.
The man curses under his breath and swings the sword again. The force
of it chops the stick in half. You blink, looking at the one half of
the stick thats in your hand, and the other half thats on the ground.
"Eh..." You breath, unsure what to do now.
You turn around and quickly sprint away. You are quite glad that you
are an elf, since elves can run faster then most races.
You dare to look behind you. The horseman was charging towards you
again. You gasp as he catches up to you and sharply shoots his blade
foreward. It catches the shoulder of your shirt, pinning you to a
tree.
~Great.~ You think. ~Simply great. Now what the heck do I do
now?~
