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*gose outside and start to write down what on his mind and a black book*
for 20 years i have seen my friend come and go and some of them get hurt why for what am i cursed or something .....................................
i miss the ones i called friends i miss the wars he all fought in i missed there faces i miss all the stories we told but why did i let them all go why did i let them slip away ..................................................
maybe it time for me to change who i am but well i like the new me and well others like me to why is change so much problem but can i change the real me well i leave the way or code of the sword its all i ever known i remember the frist time we all met in the shadows hall the old gang we would hunt down all that we hated and kill them or jump into wars of other guilds i miss my old name i loved it it was who i was goodwill84 it made people think i was safe to be with till i showed my true face and we killed them well i guess what is in the past well stay in the past and i must move on let everything i ever held on to go
*drops the pen and walks back inside and places the book on the table and walk out for a little walk*

*The shadows seem to jump alive and twitch with an eeire motion. Two amber eyes light up the abyssmal blackness and he steps forth from the darkness. Wrapped in his shadows like they were a cape. they covered most of his body and fluttered as if a wind was actually blowing. Most of his face stayed hidden in the shadows but still half of it was visible and his eyes still shone*

*The eyes never seemed to blink but a voice echoed* Just me. Yawgmoth. *he said softly, solemnly almost. He continued to stand stoic like a sculpture. The shadowy "cape" still fluttered and lashed about*

Do..you need anything? I don't know who works, but I will get you a drink.
*he stood, waiting.*

Yes...do you want a drink, I was...going to get Yawgamoth one.

-walks in-

*hugs from behind*