Cloaked_Shadow Posted July 6, 2004 Share Posted July 6, 2004 inspired by True Crime(i love that game): A Knights Story My name is Mohammad Kabir. I am what people call a knight, with gilded sword and armor. I take part in the area of law enforcement, stopping crimes when I can. This is one of my great stories: Two dart bows were hung on my side. They were small and concealable, firing off small darts when the triggers were pressed. Small bundles of darts within a metal container were pressed into the dart bow for ammunition. When ever crimes broke loose, I might lose ammo, so there̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s a magical way to restore it. A mage that works at the law enforcement building in the center of the city teleports them in random places, or mostly, a satchel on my belt. I saw another one of the gifts of magic driving away from me, a horseless carriage. It was metal carriage, with speeds so high that it needed a translucent shield to protect from winds, and window on the side. This was the place where my mage partner had told me that drugs from the east were being smuggled. There were things that affected the body, clouding the mind, corrupting the body. After alcohol was found to affect the brain, it was banned. Still, people were addicted, they needed it, and performed illegal activities to get them. A voice buzzed in my head. ̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¦Ã¢â¬Å Vehicle might be coming now. Inspect all cars after this first one,̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâà ... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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