<span style='color:red'><span style='font-size:8pt;line-height:100%'>Day : 16th Month : Tria (Summer) Year : Year 81376</span></span> <span style='color:red'>*Violence and Blood possibly)</span> Baal Nightwing. The dark soul in the world of Ramath-lehi. He was there. When the rapine decided to murder thousands of people for fun. It drove him mad, it drove him...evil. He turned down the dark allyway of the Black Market. Searching for someone to ease his pain, his dark spirit. He turned around. And then he saw her. A girl, just standing there. He shook his head and snapped back into reality. Was it a dream? A vision? Did she auctually exist? He asked himself these questions over and over in his mind. The girl seemed so godly...so different. A shadow crept up behind him...he drew his sword. It shined, the demon light glowing off of the blade. He turned to face his approcher.
rluknyym walked down the streets of the black market looked at different things. then he saw the wepons ahhhhh his favorite. he saw a long bastered sword. it was made with blue steel and have words inscribed on it were the words : <span style='color:blue'>sy ia fhy hylp shet tfyjp em hump nui gyfaj kyna sy pavaus shim amunit.</span> he deside he liked it he pointed to it and trew 6 gold coins at the man the man gave him the seath and rluknyym attached it to his belt the man then said in an oliy vocie <span style='color:orange'> thank you sir please come again.</span> he truned down the nearest ally way and almost bumped into a smaller pendragon not much smaller but a bit. o sorry i didn't see you there
Baal bared his teeth. "Sorry, sorry is for the weak" . He spat on the ground. He couldn't stop thinking of the girl. Her name. Concentrate. What was her name. Takjas. He knew he would meet her one day, and help her a whole lot, just when. He didn't know. He snapped out of the vision. "Who dares disrupt Baal Deathwing" he sneered.
rluknyym raised an eyebrow. well well such a bad temper. and why exatly would you be in such a bad mood? he looked down the ally there was no one there so... how was i distrubing exatly? i see no one so. if you would please get that sword away from me or i shall have to use mine. he pulled out his newest sword. a fine blade. just got it today it be a wast to stane it already put of course i do have other options he pulled back his clock revealing many seaths. he smiled now what were you saying?
"I was saying get the hell out of my way fool, you are not dealing with no mortal". His eyes turned gastly red. The bag slung over his shoulder began too grow the same color. "I am not of your kind". His sword glowed an eiery purple. A shield suddenly appeared over his arm, with the words; Baal, Lord of Destruction, inscribed on it's silver. "Don't make me slay you today"
he sighed what was it with people. as i said temper temper he saw something another vison. a dark pendragon and silver one the silver female had a sword to his neck and she looked frious. he shook his head and the vison cleared. he samiled and moved aside. i think you will find this most useful in about two years you will meet a girl. you know that much i could tell you something that might help you with her. then he had another vison children playing they all fall down exept for one they had arrows in there backs. he shook his head again. damnit he was getting a head ache from this
He bared his teeth. "Fool, you are a seer as well, however I work with dark magic, I can call upon my brother power to slay you in an instant". He paused. "I have visions as well! Of my greatness that is, I will rule the world just like the rapine have said!". He took off down the allyway, towards an abbandonned building.
rluknyym sighed and followed him down the ally he didn't care what happened to him put this seer was going to need the infomation he possed. wait right there! he might regret this but.... he ran up to him
"Disturbing me again, my new found enemy, not very wise is it?" Baal lauged. His laughed seemed evil, manical, as if he was possesed by something. "I am of high seer brood, I can see things that you never will". He was an incolent fool, this pendragon. He would never learn the powers of the rapine. The powers of Baal Deathwing. No. This wasn't like Baal. His mind was being taken over by a stronger force, a stronger seer...Mephistae...his brother. "I can make it so you were never even born..." Baal paused, "but I will spare you if you tell me what you know".
he sighed finally. ok when you meet this girl you won't know it until after your... frist meeting. if you see her golden chain then it is her she hold great tresures. you mustn't take them. after you've left her for the second time you may or maynot depending on certain actions meet with a sliver pendragon. she is sreaching for the girl and will try and kill you to find out where she is tell this woman her wearabouts. he sighed again he was safe for the time being. this is all i know
Baal snickered. "Try and kill me? We will see about that" he laughed. "By the way, you are entering my home if you keep following me, but I will allow it". Baal walked inside the darkened building, there was not much lighting. Spiderwebs hung in every corner. Large bags of diamonds, emeralds, rubies, gold, silver, etc.. stood in a pile. Some gold statues of demons and famous rapine lay on tables. Baal continued up the stairs. "Mephistae, Diabla, I have returned with a guest" Baal said. He turned down a corner and into a completely black room. Two sets of eyes could be seen, small yellow eyes and large red eyes, bigger than Baal's head. A light flickered on. Anyone would have screamed, if it wasn't Baal. Two demons, one was a small pendragon, half the size of Baal. The other was large, beastly, he wasn't a normal pendragon. Claws, horns, matted fur, demonic eyes. Was this the demon Baal was talking about? His voice boomed, "You have served well Baal, you are free to go". Baal's body dropped onto the ground. Diabla cried out. "What have you done to him!". Mephistae smacked him in the face with his large claws. He fell over as well, knocked out. Mephistae got up, awaiting there visitor.
rluknyym followed him in and stoped at the door way. he heard the noise comeing for where the pendragon called baal had gone he ran over hand on the hilt of his swored. when he truned the coner he saw to figures on the ground both still alive. he looked up a very large figure stood there a demond he drew his sword its hilt gave off a white light and the words started to glow. he was starting to like this blade more and more.
Mephistae laughed. That sword was puny, it couldn't even kill his sad pathetic brother Diabla. He grabbed the sword the pendragon was holding, bending it. "Leave now, or die"
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td> nooooo my favorite sword i use it in the future im gonna have to get it fixed!</td></tr></table> rluknyym looked at the sword. then as he looked at it and his rage bulit the sword started to glow red. it was going to burn his soon. he looked up and smiled.
Mephistae screamed. The sword burnt right threw his hand. "Damn you fool, you will die one day, I will make sure of it" he yelled. He smashed the pendragon into a wall. *** "Are you ok???" Baal asked. The pendragon opened his eyes. "Sorry, I wasn't myself when you were speaking too me before, my brother was controling me" he explained. He handed the pendragon a large piece of gold. "This is for the damages, and any pain my brother caused". Baal waited until the pendragon could sit up, he then took off down the road.
rluknyym looked at his sword laying bent on the ground he groand. he stood up and walked over to it he picked it up it was coolthis was an odd blade one that he liked it seemed to reflect his personality he walked down the street to the stand he had jut bought it at and asked if the man know where he could get it repared. he pointed him to a blacksmith shop just down the street. he sighed and walked down there. the saddest part of all is. the pendragon who will try and kill him was the girls mother. but he couldn't tell him that it would mess up fate to much. rluknyym hoped that when the time came he would make the right desision. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td> nice ending huh nothing left over.</td></tr></table>
