Post by Vincent Gozaboro on Apr 7, 2006 18:08:06 GMT -5
For as long as anyone could remember, the humans have been the biggest problem for the fight of land.. They had watched all species evolve over time; both in combat and in daily lives. No one gave in, no one stopped; years past, now centries.
Without giving in and equal strengths and weaknesses, the fight would continue on forever. That is.. until one specie or- one person could find the missing puzzle piece to rule all. Power. That is the most desired above all in this dark, cruel place of blood, violence and hatred.
Many species found allies, however many of them were quite connected to one another such as faeries and magicians; both powerful in magic. Yet some still stand as one group, not team, such as the humans.
They wouold sit around, making and sharpening weapons, target practice everyday until the next fearsome battle took place. The one time every single class came together was for violence to rule land. That was it. No one was able to give up on the fight for this mystical, ancient piece of valuable riches; Korona.
To this, a slender human stood watch upon a group of frolicking allies; two elves and a halfling, all in a tight path. Seeing this, a grin appeared on his hidden self, as it began to curl. As this paticular and forbidden creature stood from a cliff, many plans shot through his head like a bullet.
Constricting himself in shadows, he awaited for a good time to make his entrance on the few. Listening, watching, waiting, and planning he had the upper advantage to this; for he had been snooping through, out and about the elf and halfling territory.
Staying unseen, unheard, and unaware of; Vincent Gozaboro awaited for the creatures and time to give them an ambush.. or even just to pounce and play. He himself, had been awaiting for this paticular group for many reasons. Tracking them down was tough, but being a tracker made it easier on him.
Just a little longer... Vincent mischiviously and melevolantly thought.
Without giving in and equal strengths and weaknesses, the fight would continue on forever. That is.. until one specie or- one person could find the missing puzzle piece to rule all. Power. That is the most desired above all in this dark, cruel place of blood, violence and hatred.
Many species found allies, however many of them were quite connected to one another such as faeries and magicians; both powerful in magic. Yet some still stand as one group, not team, such as the humans.
They wouold sit around, making and sharpening weapons, target practice everyday until the next fearsome battle took place. The one time every single class came together was for violence to rule land. That was it. No one was able to give up on the fight for this mystical, ancient piece of valuable riches; Korona.
To this, a slender human stood watch upon a group of frolicking allies; two elves and a halfling, all in a tight path. Seeing this, a grin appeared on his hidden self, as it began to curl. As this paticular and forbidden creature stood from a cliff, many plans shot through his head like a bullet.
Constricting himself in shadows, he awaited for a good time to make his entrance on the few. Listening, watching, waiting, and planning he had the upper advantage to this; for he had been snooping through, out and about the elf and halfling territory.
Staying unseen, unheard, and unaware of; Vincent Gozaboro awaited for the creatures and time to give them an ambush.. or even just to pounce and play. He himself, had been awaiting for this paticular group for many reasons. Tracking them down was tough, but being a tracker made it easier on him.
Just a little longer... Vincent mischiviously and melevolantly thought.
