01-11-2010, 10:11 PM
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ooc: yay for more twisted dark minions.. 260 wd
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There was a sick grin upon his lips as he walked towards the lands of the beast. He had been rejected upon touching paw upon the sands of Inferni but it was no matter. They would find him again in time, just on the other side of the battlegrounds. Rumors spread quickly and Vitium had lapped them up with glee at the idea of bringing down his foolish brother and weak aging mother. He would show them what they had done wrong. He would bring death to their door and enjoy every minute of it. His dark paws had brought him to the borders of a wolf pack. Somewhere in the back of his mind was a protest that he didn’t belong here, but in some ways he knew this was the only way.
He chuckled to himself as he caught the scent of the pack, soon he would be within their ranks and mayhem would rain down upon Inferni. He tilted his head to the side as though he was listening to another before cackling for a moment, the sound slowly coming to a draw as a sigh escaped his throat. This would be worth it, this would be a heaven sent. Hell would rise and triumph. Perhaps the apocalypse was upon them, he didn’t know but he relished in the thought. He drew his head back and gave a call to the monster of the lands, the beast who would bring glory and power to them all, who would set the world free of his family’s foolish grasp.