User talk:Mischief.Wolf

He was there, in the cellar, looking for what he desired. The only source of power in this land for that, that being. Every time he drinks the liquid from within those bottles, his claws become sharper then the best quality sickles from which I own. His menacing appearance,his skin the color of the finest paper made, and the eyes, the bulging, bright yellow eyes frighten the whole village. If he can't find anymore of what he's looking for on your land, he'll come for you, his claws scrape the floor as he approaches. The way he looks at you makes you feel dead before any blood has been shed. Before he devours you he let out a holler, which people in the village have called the Alchoholler for many years. All of my family work hard to keep that cellar full. He hasn't hurt any of my family yet, but if he does, our families name will mean nothing to anyone. Mischief.Wolf (talk) 06:04, January 2, 2015 (UTC)