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Silent as the night. A shadow upon the grim sky. He is the one they call when things go to far. all he needs is a book of names, his devastating blade, and his second pair of eyes. He is the silver shadow.
As war dawns on the land a silent warrior dons the cursed armor of his forefathers. An armor never torn by blade of man and never harmed by the booming sticks of new aged cowards. His signature rose close at hand.
Signature
People fear their trueself and lock 'em up, This is mine. He's looking out of my soul finally free from chains, chains I locked. (pic moved to pro) 
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