sanguinious Posted October 22, 2008 Report Posted October 22, 2008 The crusader By Alex Coates/*abaddun* Deep in the jaws of the land, fell creatures preyed upon the weak and feeble, many eyed monstrosities, winged and clawed beasts from the gullet of hell, terrorised primitive man. Centuries past, but during that time regardless of the loses mankind prevailed, and grew, but so did the beasts and yet again they started the hunt. The ruler of that time otherwise known as the emperor, made a call to the land for hunters, to do what they did best, but among the many different faces, was one man, a young man who came from yet a wealthy family, but felt separated, so with only the cloths on his back and a self made spear, he accepted the emperors challenge and headed of to find fame. Many years past since *abaddun* left civilisation, but he still knew his duty was not over, that there were many more things to slay, but a deep ,gnawing sensation told him something was about to happen. A few days later it did. As *abaddun* stalked his new target a vision came to him, a great winged humanoid drifted from blinding light and offered an embrace, thinking fast,*abaddun* sent his spear at the things heart, but it merely passed though, “I am not your enemy, your spirit has been dulled by years of feral killing, senses blunt by the primitive feast of impure hate”, it whispered. “BUT I SHALL CHANGE THAT”. With the light of its coming a shock so was its departure, the voice had blown *abaddun* of his feet and toppled more than one tree, but something had happened, something was touching his skin that had not been felt in years, he was wearing a full plate suit of pure shining armour that rippled with magic, in his right hand a perfectly crafted longsword was held, burning with power, and in his left a shield, a ball of the strange material ,hung from no strings, in a hole at its centre ,orbited by smaller versions of itself. But the biggest change was what he felt in himself, the old dreams and desires died, and a new person, a person who would die for the a noble cause, and emitting raw zealous energies, he marched to a direction he knew would take him back to the emperor.
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