"His bloody boot kicks fragments of rubble from the decaying fortress. He follows the path of the debris as it plummets to the ground and shatters into nothingness. The Warrior's scarred, weathered right hand flexes instinctively around the hilt of his blade as haunting memories flood through him like a shot of mead. The soon-to-be arthritic fingers of his left-hand wrap loosely around his shield; one he has carried with him for much longer then he cares to remember. Stagnant, bulbous clouds gather menacingly to the West. Yet, somehow... the sun's rays slice through them."
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- by Angelspit
"His bloody boot kicks fragments of rubble from the decaying fortress. He follows the path of the debris as it plummets to the ground and shatters into nothingness. The Warrior's scarred, weathered right hand flexes instinctively around the hilt of his blade as haunting memories flood through him like a shot of mead. The soon-to-be arthritic fingers of his left-hand wrap loosely around his shield; one he has carried with him for much longer then he cares to remember. Stagnant, bulbous clouds gather menacingly to the West. Yet, somehow... the sun's rays slice through them."
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