Drake Kirzan
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Post: 55966537_31 created on Fri Nov 06, 2009 7:57 amPosted: Fri Nov 06, 2009 7:57 am
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![]() One cannot train in the ways of spilling blood without partaking in the act. Bane Ussth Avararn Bane swatted the blade away with the flat of his own. He stepped aside as he did allowing her own momentum to carry her past him. He laughed loudly and smiled under his hood. She was the princess! How lucky he was today, he now had a decision to make. Would she be a prisoner or just another dead body to fill the new legion of undead soldiers he was brewing up. "You are the princess? It is good to finally meet you, I am Lord Bane. Prince and soon to be King of the Unseelie court." Bane gripped his sword tight and glared at her. She was pretty for a Seelie, but she would die, sooner or later. Here or in the dungeon. It mattered not, he would have the satisfaction of knowing he took her from the Seelie court. That he ended the life of another of there ilk. All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing |
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