Shadowsmalls
The Anime loving Brony
EDIT [19/07/2013] Profile is extremely out of date.
Short list of changes, will make a new thread eventually:
He is not dead.
His appearance has changed
He's less powerful
Less crazy, although not by much.
......
That's all I can really think of at the moment. And even so, that's not really right.....
Just assume that it's different.
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The child looked around the cave, no more than 16 years old, and searched for the mysterious Voice..
He saw wonderous treasures, Heaps of Gold coins, Statues of Rich Metals worth more than 10 kingdoms, and saw nothing but the armor.It was on a plain wooden stand.
It was made of some strange metal, stronger than Iron and yet, he could plainly see a fabric that resembled Black silk connecting the Pieces of metal.The chestguard was engraved with a strange symbol in the area of the bearers heart and was Icy to the touch.The shoulder-guards were Identical in every way, right down to the symbols on it.The vambraces and spiked Gauntlets were also of this strange metal. The whole thing emanated power.
The lower half of it looked like the Dress type garb favoured by the Assassins,Made of the same black silk, with a silver trim of the Metal around the edges.The shin-guards were etched with Runes and made of the same, unknown Metal
There was the voice again, calling to him, urging him to try on the Armor. It was so entrancing.. He reached out, his Mothers words of warning”Leave Magic well enough alone!” unheeded, and indeed, This was magic. He pulled on the body and Leg armor, and felt power rush through his Veins. He felt Invincible!
On the table beside the stand, was a scabbard. It contained within a sword of such magnifigance, a king would be proud to bear it. It had a handle made of the deepest Ebony, such Dark Black that he got lost in it.The Crossguard had upon it a decoration in the shape of a Daemons Skull. The Blade was made of the same metal of the Armor and emanated a malevolent aura so strong that it seemed to dim the lights around him.
It seemed right to strap it on his side, the Voice approved. He pulled up the hood and he knew instinctively that his face was in deepest shadow. Suddenly, a rush of images played themselves out in his mind. The scene that he had just went through, replayed a thousand times, in different places, with different species finding the armor, all with the same ending.
He grew fearful and heard the Voice laughing.There was a flash of black Light, and the Boy was no more.....
Short list of changes, will make a new thread eventually:
He is not dead.
His appearance has changed
He's less powerful
Less crazy, although not by much.
......
That's all I can really think of at the moment. And even so, that's not really right.....
Just assume that it's different.
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The child looked around the cave, no more than 16 years old, and searched for the mysterious Voice..
He saw wonderous treasures, Heaps of Gold coins, Statues of Rich Metals worth more than 10 kingdoms, and saw nothing but the armor.It was on a plain wooden stand.
It was made of some strange metal, stronger than Iron and yet, he could plainly see a fabric that resembled Black silk connecting the Pieces of metal.The chestguard was engraved with a strange symbol in the area of the bearers heart and was Icy to the touch.The shoulder-guards were Identical in every way, right down to the symbols on it.The vambraces and spiked Gauntlets were also of this strange metal. The whole thing emanated power.
The lower half of it looked like the Dress type garb favoured by the Assassins,Made of the same black silk, with a silver trim of the Metal around the edges.The shin-guards were etched with Runes and made of the same, unknown Metal
There was the voice again, calling to him, urging him to try on the Armor. It was so entrancing.. He reached out, his Mothers words of warning”Leave Magic well enough alone!” unheeded, and indeed, This was magic. He pulled on the body and Leg armor, and felt power rush through his Veins. He felt Invincible!
On the table beside the stand, was a scabbard. It contained within a sword of such magnifigance, a king would be proud to bear it. It had a handle made of the deepest Ebony, such Dark Black that he got lost in it.The Crossguard had upon it a decoration in the shape of a Daemons Skull. The Blade was made of the same metal of the Armor and emanated a malevolent aura so strong that it seemed to dim the lights around him.
It seemed right to strap it on his side, the Voice approved. He pulled up the hood and he knew instinctively that his face was in deepest shadow. Suddenly, a rush of images played themselves out in his mind. The scene that he had just went through, replayed a thousand times, in different places, with different species finding the armor, all with the same ending.
He grew fearful and heard the Voice laughing.There was a flash of black Light, and the Boy was no more.....