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originally posted in:The New Dojo
5/17/2017 2:05:40 PM
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A man clad in knights armor watched silently. The armor was of iron, for a knight of little renown. However....it looked like it was burning endlessly. The man had a greatsword sheathed on his back, the hand-and-a-half hilt poking out from the three foot sheath.
He sighed under his helmet. He had no clue why he was here, but he wished he weren't
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The Warlock gasped. "My... that's a lot of fire," the Ghost said.
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"It's not. It's not even ash." He said, still watching the pair
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"Interesting," the Ghost notes.
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"Now, why are you here? Are you like the rest? Here to prove yourself? Or are you a slave, bound to whatever it may be?"
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"We wandered here," the Ghost answered.
