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Kurt Alimar/Markus
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« on: April 03, 2009, 06:10:27 am »

Rise of the Blood Moon!

*In the dark depths of Covian shire, the skeleton Raziel lurks in its crypts.  Screams of the damned echo through the halls, as a prisoner is dragged from his cramped cell to a table, and latched down.  Not ready too meet his demise he screams and plee's for mercy.  The skeleton's eye sockets glow a noxious green in the dark bloody crypt.  The skeleton raises its butcher knife and the screams turn to a bloody gargle, as blood sprays on the walls the skeleton cackles madly.*

Raziel Narlam: "Mess mussst have more blood!"

Raziel Narlam: "Blood for the Guardian!"




*The skeleton leaves its crypts too search for more flesh to offer the guardian.  Little did it know it was being tracked, an arrow flys from the shadow near cove's barracks.  The skeleton uses the barracks to fight and as cover.  The barracks was the Covians downfall as the corners prevented arrows from hitting the skeleton.  The Covian lost sight of the skeleton.  He searched the narrow corridors of the sleeping quarters.*

Covian: "Nothing! It must be downstairs!"

*The Covian ran to the staircase, and as he exited the door way a sword came from around the corner, lopping the covians head off!

Raziel Narlam: For thessh Guardian!



*The skeleton raised its eye sockets to the sky.  The moon was red like the blood that had spilled that night.  The Blood Moon had risen, and the Guardian must hunger for more souls!  Whenever the blood moon shall rise Covians will lock there doors, and cower hoping the event will pass.  It is night of fear, the dead, but most of all a night of blood!*

Raziel Narlam: Glory to the Guardian!

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