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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    anyone;
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    Pangea is truly not a place for the weaker hearted. It had been formed out of greed and power. It was a place formed for those that wanted what was rightfully theirs that had been taken from them. For Rodrik though, it had been another various reason like a few others. He needed this place for its power, its protection against what has chained him up for many years.

    Rodrik has been unsure of what his duties had come to be since being in Pangea. There had been no system in place, or so yet one he has been told. In this way, he takes to old instincts he knows best. He patrols the grounds, but merely out of curiosity to finally get to know the lands around him. It was far past time that he understands this new world instead of sulking in the old one. After all, there must be something this Reckoning could offer him.

    The red devil spots the duo at the border (borders that haven not really been set up quite yet). It is perhaps with respect that she stands there. She, however, smells of salty air and the ocean. It is a land he does not know about, except that Pangea is close to the coastline as well. Eventually, he joins the two at their chosen spot. “Hello,” he greets them both with a nod. Rodrik sets his gaze on Pollock for more of a moment. He has seen the resident in distance but never close up. If anything, he knows nothing about him and not even that he rules this land now. Rodrik has been in the shadows of the waste far too long since Carnage had formed these lands.

    At last, his nutmeg eyes return to the mare. “I am Rodrik.” A name that had once meant something, but is likely another forgotten monarchy name in the chapters of history. Rodrik had once wanted his name to be remembered by all, but these days he does not dwell on such fantasy anymore. It had been a careless dream when he could have found other ways to be someone else. If anything, he had been someone before the new world came. He had been the devil—could be if he still wanted it. This world changed it though. The darkness laid dormant for now, and so he takes advantage of this newfound freedom.

    Rodrik
    angels banished from heaven have no choice but to become devils
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    Messages In This Thread
    anyone; - by Nayl - 11-28-2016, 07:25 PM
    RE: anyone; - by Pollock - 11-28-2016, 08:34 PM
    RE: anyone; - by Rodrik - 11-29-2016, 10:25 AM
    RE: anyone; - by Stillwater - 11-29-2016, 10:48 PM
    RE: anyone; - by Nayl - 12-01-2016, 08:08 PM
    RE: anyone; - by Harmonia - 12-05-2016, 11:30 PM
    RE: anyone; - by Pollock - 12-09-2016, 05:13 PM
    RE: anyone; - by Rodrik - 12-10-2016, 12:09 PM
    RE: anyone; - by Stillwater - 12-11-2016, 01:23 PM



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