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Kelt Simoson
Aug 19th, 2002, 08:39:09 AM
The road was long, and the twin moons of this planet were slowly looming over Kelt as he trekked up the mountain path towards the town of Gernen. Sometimes a few spots of rain would fall and then it would clear up again, Kelt himself knew it would rain sooner of later so he flipped his hood up that put shadow over his facial features which he liked. The trees whistled there tune as the cold harsh wind flurried through them in a rush to find its destination, shadows danced everywhere as if a puppeteer had control of there ever moving silhouettes....Kelt was quite taken by this and quite fear full and aware of his surroundings.

Suddenly as if Kelt had predicted it himself, the rain suddenly lashed down at him as if bombarding him with tears from the gods. Something had happened in the town, he could just sense it, he knew something evil lurked around the mountain town, what it was he was unsure. His steady walk quickened into a fast paced walk and then into a light jog as he saw the moon reflecting of off the rooftops of the town.The feeling hit him hard and he felt a gut wrenching in his stomach,someone was down there. A snap of thunder hitting his ear made him wake up from his long stare at the village....and he began his trek down into the valley not knowing what was going to happen down there..or indeed what might had already passed through.

Dae Jinn
Aug 19th, 2002, 10:09:25 AM
"Please....please stop"
The old woman cried, watching as Dae ripped through her frail husband with her sword. The sith disciple grinned at her as the mans' fresh corspe slipped limply from her blade. Lightening lit the room, her teeth shining brightly as she stalked slowly to her woman.
"Hmm, how about.....no?"
She grabbed the woman with her left hand, twisting her hair and pulling her backwards to her. She brought her blade tight against the now sobbing womans' throat and sliced cleanly through it. Dae sighed happily, the scent of spilt blood filling her head. The old woman made gurgling sounds, her hands moving to her wound. Dae slammed her down to the floor, stepping over her, wandering through the small cottage.
She entered the kitchen and took an apple from a basket on the table. Shining it on her blood soaked robe, she smiled and took a big bite. Killing innocents always gave her an appetite.