[Krsqk]

[ooc: what is this, Still Life of a Boulder? ]

The figure takes a second to mend his torn garment and turns to continue up the mountain, when he notices a very large and very familiar boulder blocking his path and resting on his robe. He attempts to carefully coax the robe from underneath the rock, but it tears on its way out.

Figure "BLast! That makes five times today! Muttermumblearrghgrrarrrrh..."

He mutters a moment, then bends over and tosses the rock in a high arc towards the jungle. Lightning from the storm clouds above strikes the boulder, which explodes into a cloud of smaller pieces. The cloud swirls into a vortex and sweeps down on the figure, picking him up and depositing him near the summit before reforming into a boulder again. Bending over, he mends his robe again with obvious disgust. A brief attempt is made at standing back up, but he suddenly grabs his head and starts moaning something about the pain and would somebody please turn off the lights.

[ooc: I think he's ready for some company, or at least some good food. ]

[ June 20, 2003, 21:59: Message edited by: Krsqk ]