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Post by Akylas on Jul 19, 2009 20:09:23 GMT -5
Two men embrace, a blade whispers through the crowd and there is the small squelch of flesh parting and blood slowly leaking. The two men part ways, one staggers and falls dead while the other disappears in the milling crowd. Several villagers stop and scream, fearing a sudden mass murder or simply the shock of a sudden death at their feet. A woman and her baby are pushed down in the sudden mass panic. A group of scholars pass her by, one man wearing a slightly different robe from the rest helps to set her back on her feet. As she is pushed again she leans into him and feels the cold of steel against her arm. When she pulls her arm away it is marred with blood gone cold and the man has disappeared yet again. "I know who you are, Asesino. I know who you are." She whispers into the air. But he is gone and so is anyone else who cares.
Will you be a blade in the crowd?
Could you survive as a peasant or Lord?
Are you strong enough to survive our world in Savitri?
Join us, the Asesinos de los Dragones.
Aspire to be one of the Kaan.
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