third life smp · cunning strategist · socially awkward · loyal · sand merchant · grian pov · minecraft · sarcastic · guilt-driven · asymmetrical warfare
The four intruders, 'SoliBeanSmajorLittleWoodFantastico,' stood before Grian and Scar. *Not a long name at all..* Scar mused. They ordered the pair to turn around. Grian, visibly nervous, complied. 'I don't like this at all.' When they faced forward, a massive dark oak tree blocked their path, ruining their monopoly plans. Scar frantically began chopping the wood while Grian poured lava over it. 'No, stop it! Stop it!' Grian shouted, trying to help. 'Where did you get this from?!' As the tree burned, the quartet fled, chanting their name. Scar turned slowly to Grian, his green eyes cold. 'I will murder them.'