Board Thread:Galan Adventures/@comment-5008281-20151106234518/@comment-5008281-20151120002924

Blood sprayed everywhere as Hermes's blade struck the wolfman, and the wolfman was no more. As he struck the ground, his body turned into a glowing purple light, and that light crept into the bookshelf next to him, into a book that fell onto the floor. That book opened up, and there was a pair of black, leather gloves, and what counted out to be twenty pieces of gold. The gold added onto Hermes's fifty to make seventy.

Evren's blade struck true, and the bones came crashing down. The purple light engulfed the skeleton as well, and brought itself into the black book. The black book lost its black energy, and fell to the ground. The book opened up to reveal a very small ruby, and thirty pieces of Gold. The black figure gazed at Evren, but in the end did nothing.

The punches smashed the Drakee into the bookshelf, and it spewed blood from its maw. Once the Drakee was turn into energy, and into a book, the book opened, and there inside was twenty pieces of gold, and a red vial, which was commonly known as a healing potion.

The arrow finished the slug, shooting through its face and pinning it into the ground. Once it turned into the book, the book opened to reveal ten pieces of gold, and a long dagger, one that was made in the finest of ivory hilt, and the steal was most definitely that of the dwarves. It was an old dagger, and one single touch of the blade's edge would tell you that it could split a strand of hair down the middle.

All of the book shelves that divided them went down into the floor at that moment. The only one in the middle was the black cloaked figure that gazed at Evren. All of them found each other once again, and yet the black figure still did not speak.