Blood and Steel
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_Sometimes, I don't why I still fight for tha' man….I should just lay down my life, and move on to whatever afterlife I find. It has t'be a bit more peaceful than fightin' in his arena...
Yeah, the Pit. I guess th' floor is made of sand, but usually, by th' time I get to go out there, do my "glorious" thing...its mud. Sand an' blood made mud don't they? Ah hells if I know....
Shite. Looks like I'm up next....time t'go kill or be killed. I farkin' hate this. There ain't one shred o' honor, cause this ain't my choice. I aint had much o' choice in a while. Right. get yer shite straight. Get yer head right.
Blade? Sharp an' balanced.
Armor? No breaks, good repair.
Helm? On m'head.
God? Huh.Bad time t'have a crisis o' faith.
I guess Tempus is th' one watchin' me. Seem's t'be either him, or somethin' called Garagos.
Tempus is about honor..an' fightin' th' good fight...givin' yer all an' not runnin'.
Tempus I 'spose then. Honor's important t'me. So is not bein' a coward. I follow th' rules. Do as I'm told in these fights. Maybe one day I'll get t' see m'boy. Maybe.
Today's not that day though. That day won't be for a while still, I 'spose.
Tempus willin', I get a day closer t' seein' him again._The gates lift, and he walks into the blinding sun, the sickly sweet scent of death in the air.
Tempus, guide m'blade, an' make th' death swift.
Login: Callon2132
PC name: Einrihch Lyonsson
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