originally posted in:The Roleplay League
"Urrgh... My name Dante.... And this..."
He suddenly tightened his grip on the sword and jerked it out of his chest, a foot at a time.
"Aaarh... Aaaagh... This... Was a present from my brother..."
English
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D: That's a caring brother you have there. So, what's brings you to the Dreadnaught? Normally I'd sarcastically name some virtues of this place but I despise this pale with a burning passion.