~Jarvald~
“Hey, sucker, you really made a bad choice,” Amos said walking into my room. He took a bottle of rum from the table, poured it into a cup then gulped it down. I hated him so much, the way he spoke infuriated me, yet he was my only friend, at least one that knew me to an extent.
But he was also the only person to annoy me till I got to the verge of eruption.
“Speak” I commanded, tired of his charade already, but he remained petulant. He took another bottle of rum then poured it into the cup before gulping it down, my patience was running out, and I had already envisioned myself ripping his head out of his body.
“The townspeople are talking,news had it that she was taken by a strange hooded man, no one saw his face, all they knew was that he was dressed in a cloak, with a hood
