Post by Marquis on Jul 21, 2012 1:16:31 GMT -5
Deion stood in the blistering heat of the Tear Desert. He smiled as he seen his contact. They approched each other, wiping sweat from their foreheads. Deion's luck was finally out of the gray. They walked into an old, abandoned shack and sat down. Somehow the shack was kept cool.
"Welcome my friend. Everything you need to prove he's a criminal is right there.", the man stated, taking a payment of jewels and leaving. Deion looked down on the folder, before running his hand over it as he grinned. It's like it's my birthday, he thought as he picked is up.
He began looking at all the papers, all of which exposed the man who killed Deion's parent's as a murderer. But there was clearly one small problem. And it was quite a big one. He was part of a legal guild and his name was currently 'Vilkas Waterbreath', which was a terrible name. But the fact he was in a legal guild, taking shelter in it from the authorities caused Deion anger and strife.
Overwhelmed the grief, he put the folder into his duffel bag and exitted the shack. He smiled quite sinisterly as it began to rain in the desert. "Everytime. I get one step closer. Their blood. It was gone. I lost my brother after he went mission. But I've changed. With a new agenda. I'm coming for you, Garoth.", he said as the rain began pounding down, quickly drenching Deion. But he didnt' mind.
He simply continued walking. On his own path. He felt like there was someone watching him, but he didn't care. He shouted and laughed, clearly bloodthirsty for revenge. "I WILL KILL YOU!", he let loose as he trudged towards the closest town so he could return to North Fiore and exact his revenge.
"Welcome my friend. Everything you need to prove he's a criminal is right there.", the man stated, taking a payment of jewels and leaving. Deion looked down on the folder, before running his hand over it as he grinned. It's like it's my birthday, he thought as he picked is up.
He began looking at all the papers, all of which exposed the man who killed Deion's parent's as a murderer. But there was clearly one small problem. And it was quite a big one. He was part of a legal guild and his name was currently 'Vilkas Waterbreath', which was a terrible name. But the fact he was in a legal guild, taking shelter in it from the authorities caused Deion anger and strife.
Overwhelmed the grief, he put the folder into his duffel bag and exitted the shack. He smiled quite sinisterly as it began to rain in the desert. "Everytime. I get one step closer. Their blood. It was gone. I lost my brother after he went mission. But I've changed. With a new agenda. I'm coming for you, Garoth.", he said as the rain began pounding down, quickly drenching Deion. But he didnt' mind.
He simply continued walking. On his own path. He felt like there was someone watching him, but he didn't care. He shouted and laughed, clearly bloodthirsty for revenge. "I WILL KILL YOU!", he let loose as he trudged towards the closest town so he could return to North Fiore and exact his revenge.
