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Post by Milo Jenkins on Feb 9, 2009 22:33:04 GMT 1
Milo stalked the small man as he headed for the circle of stones. He was the last one to the ceremony he had heard him say and it was going to be the big one, the revival of Scythe. The long dead necromancer who was also known as William Black the founder of will power.
The man finally reached the circle and drew a huge decorated knife. "Ah so that was why he was important?" said Milo not thinking. He got closer and recognised the figure in the centre, Lily! What had that girl got herself into? He saw four men surround her and the others began to chant.
"Scythe if you can hear us accept this offering!" One of the men in the most decorated robes shouted, as they began to bring out several slaves and tied them down to the stones. Lily began to whisper and the men backed away. Suddenly Lily began to rise and blood began to surge into her. Her eyes suddenly opened a deep black colour.
"Leave this place, and me alone!" The thing in her shouted "There is no need to continue these sacrifices, it is not my time to return to this land." The men seemed to lose there nerve and scattered. Milo watched as they ran and finally after some time went to Lily, who still had a tiny bit of life left in her.
"What an honour, to die for ones love!" she shouted and fell down a cold dead corpse on a ground full of blood. Milo wept and fell to the floor.
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Post by Charles Goodfellow on Mar 5, 2009 2:34:49 GMT 1
Charles came running up the path and tripped over a weaping man. He banged his head on a big glowing stone and got up and hollered at him. "WWhat in Avo's name are you doin', oh, im sorry i didn't see that you were crying" he said sincerely "whats wrong?" he asked the tiny yokel.
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