For one of the few times in his life, Bralox was sitting still. The source of his inherent still-ness came in the forum of the package that had just arrived. For him. Bralox had never gotten a package before. cautiously, he poked at it, testing to see if it may have been something alive that someone accidentally wrapped. (He still could not forget that first kitten...) When it did not move, he cautiously peeled back the paper, and dove behind his desk when something stared at him. After several moments of nothing coming to eat his face, he looked up again. It wasn't actually anything alive. Or dead, for that matter. It was a helmet.
Curiously, Bralox looked up again, and began to unwrap the rest of his package. When he finished, a complete set of Shamanistic robes, neatly folded lay on his desk. "Bralox.. Confuse." Was all he had to say.
Curiously, Bralox looked up again, and began to unwrap the rest of his package. When he finished, a complete set of Shamanistic robes, neatly folded lay on his desk. "Bralox.. Confuse." Was all he had to say.
Edited by Bralox on 4/2/2012 11:15 AM PDT
