*sun slowly rising, and my pleas to the gods for some stranger not to happen barely becomes audible. as the day goes on, they get louder and seem to have... emotion. how could a being who knows so little of this world want to sav it so much and have so many feelings for it... it actually sounds as if someone is crying around mid day. the day is already full of blood as battles wager on, but, the ones who were told that someone would break in and do as the gods forbid, know that the knight, not blloood, but catastrophe, will most likely spread, if people cannot bind together to fight against the rage of many dieties... does this world have a chance???
OOC: i was just putting this ahead of time. this just kinda slowly happens. when the fights are over, someone pm me or something, and the night shall fall, and hell, rise.
OOC: i was just putting this ahead of time. this just kinda slowly happens. when the fights are over, someone pm me or something, and the night shall fall, and hell, rise.