Malice Draclau
Oct 31st, 2002, 07:25:27 PM
I was about mid afternoon. The sun just starting to set. The training grounds however look black as night, saver for a few torches lit across the walls. Within this dimly lit room stood a single figure. Clad in a white tunic and baggy white pants, his hair tied in one big pony tail stretching all the way down to his waist. Malice Draclau....Sith Knight of TSO had finally returned once again to the order. He had been gone many years, but felt it time to come back.
Looking around, Malice placed the metal cylander from his belt onto the cold dirt floor. Sitting in a cross legged position, he began to meditate. The darkside instantly started to flow around the room, nd around him. He would be training himself tonight, before going out and sparring with one of the members he had never met, or ones he knew very little.
Looking around, Malice placed the metal cylander from his belt onto the cold dirt floor. Sitting in a cross legged position, he began to meditate. The darkside instantly started to flow around the room, nd around him. He would be training himself tonight, before going out and sparring with one of the members he had never met, or ones he knew very little.