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Post by Noah Thorne on May 19, 2015 20:49:29 GMT
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will mean something to someone | He doesn't know why, be he felt like going on a walk after his talk with Vinny. He wasn't sure how to take all of this. He was not normally someone like this, he was more meek. He just liked to hide around corners and scare people. But that must have changed somewhere down the road.
Sighing he sits down on a bench and watches as people leave and enter. This land of Departure.
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Post by Xegdral on May 27, 2015 5:55:39 GMT
     far in mist a tower waits, like a merciless tomb
devouring the moonlight
Xander breathed heavily as he rushed out the corridor of darkness. His target skittering off into the distance, vanishing from sight shortly after. Leaning against his staff to take a breather, he made note of how his target manipulated the darkness to try and escape from him, albeit blindly as the corridor didn't really lead to anywhere until it opened up on the other side.
Taking in the horizon, he noticed that the world he landed on appeared to be a calm one. A large castle-like structure loomed over the landscape in the distance, connected to a few mountains by large chains. The heartless seemed to be skittering in that general direction before it vanished again. Opening himself up, he could feel that it had not left this world, it simply went into hiding. Where, he could not be certain, but he knew where to look.
Lifting his hood and readying his spear, he began to calmly walk forward towards the castle, expecting to either find or be found by the heartless in question.
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