02-27-2010, 04:37 PM
Iktharlin was bored, the pretend-to-be knights were no match for him. He exited the fair and looked around, seeing no one of interest. He sighe, "How unfortunate, I suppose I will waita while." he sat on a park bench and stared into the distance, almost expecting something to happen.
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The innocent will be spared, the guilty will be killed.
Sacrifices will be made, benefits will be gained.
I am Venin; all opposed will fall to my blade.
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