Today, the guild Soul Protectors grew. It began to take matters into its own hands. We fought today and we fought well together. In enemy lands on the outskirts of enemy cities we terrorized. One a warrior, Destro was the glue. They feared him and feared his blade, even more they feared his heart. Very few escaped his wrath, fewer yet even saw him coming. Godens meteor backed all to the comfort of Nuis embrace. Goden taunted them to come out and play. Few took the challenge. Most died very swiftly when they did. Oreos was there when he needed to be. He chose the route of control. He set us up for our kills and then melted once again into the background. He laughed at their weakness. Me, today I began to fight. It is a choice. Stand up for yourself or kneel to your fears. I learned that death is not the greatest opponent a man can have, it is his fear of living that is. I would wait and then first puncture with arrows and sometimes, sometimes take the killing blows. I tasted blood on my sword and it was sweet. I am the vulture. Feed me Jarakala
Posted on: Tue, 09 Dec 2014 10:38:52 +0000
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