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Arakad Lore Keeper

Joined: 02 Jan 2005 Posts: 940
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 10:32 pm Post subject: First Task of the Begotten |
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With an unexpected grin the dark paladin picked up the bottle of liquid the taskmaster laid before him. Placing the dark green bottle into the folds of the death robe he turned and began his journey through the forest pondering where he should deliever the prize the liquid contained.
"You know where to go...where you've been wanting to go for years...your first attack will be on the one whom you solemly desire to fail" The voice echoes loudly through the mans consciousness...Louder than normal...
Softly the blackguard muttered to himself "Very well...to Zento"
With a simple thought and gesture the man made a step past the edge of the dead woods and came to step upon the lush grass of the Zento grounds, the deep scars across his face glistening in the bright light of this land. The luminiscent blue glow giving a dazeling show as the runic markings swirled to reflect the dark emotions that began to seat themselves in the man's mind.
Steping around the small pond of the city the man came upon the bank to notice the gathering that stood there. The same grin crossed his face as when he first picked up the bottle from the taskmaster. "yes..."
The Emporer himself stood at the bank with his following, but his personal guard absent..the fool...
With the quiet of death the man steped out from the banks covering and sliped the ruff of his robe down as the bottle came crashing to the ground. The dark green glass shattering upon the wooden planks. The wiff of liquor filling the air. It was only a matter of time..yes...the Emporer took a step back to see the commotion as his bare foot slide nicely over the poisoned glass.
For but a moment their eyes met before he made the same motions as before and took a step back and away; the cries of the people and the flocks of the pawns running to their Emporers side as he begain to stumble backwards; the image of the great Tai seething at the mouth as they fumbled to help him will never leave the recess of his mind...he could see it all so clearly now as he began to journey back to his home... The dark paladin merely gave a chuckle exiting at the Stone Manor; That grin growing to a more dark.. sinister urge... the second task is soon to come.
"you did well... they will be pleased... |
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