by Guest Mon Jan 25, 2016 4:23 pm |
I t was a relatively windy day, with the exact speed being proportionate to the running speed of an average human being. The sun was hidden away by clouds which looked as if they were going to explode with rain at any second, and the sky itself was an ominous grey. The Demon Slayer was sitting on the edge of one of the tables in the guild hall. He was careful enough so that it didn't tip over, but not careful enough so that two of the legs weren't off the floor. He really wasn't looking forward to this day. He had come down with a cold, and though the virus didn't affect his abilities, it still bothered him, like any other cold would. Either way, he was just bored. Unless Fetus or Teemo had something for him to do, he would end up spending the entire day in here. |
Catch 22(Private)
Guest
Fetus
Lineage : Martyr's Soul
Position : None
Origin : Pandora
Posts : 1022
Sacred Shards : 16
Class : C
Level : 23
Experience : 10870
Character Sheet
Character Name: Fetus
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Primary Magic: Dog
He sat there in the darkness of the ivory home. It was a cool place to be. The shade was everywhere, you could both hear and feel nature running through the building. It was a place to relax, and enjoy the outdoors, only that you were indoors. Fetus remained on one of the tall pillars, looking down at the ground below. He watched the man sit there, throwing caution into the wind. His effortless being would be a hazard in the future. He needed to change.
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