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Post by Deleted on Jul 29, 2007 17:17:38 GMT -5
(I'd like to keep this down to only two people aside from myself so there won't be too much confusion.)
Sunlight shined down over the entire Olympus Colleseum, immersing the place with an intense glow. Yet, though Arkyron arrived here, it was not his destination. No, the keybearer had been invited to a small tournament in the Under Drome. As he stepped down the stairs into the depths of Hade's underworld, he could feel the lack of hope. Everything seemed to cease existence here. It didn't frighten the young man though. He was prepared for anything... or so he believed. Little did he know this was staged by a dark entity all too familiar to him...
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2007 14:27:03 GMT -5
Arkyron saw two strange little creatures rapidly approach in a boat, who merely nodded to him in approval, apparently knowing who he was. This is strange... something's not right here... the keybearer thought, keeping his hood over his head in order to conceal all but his hair and lower face. The young man couldn't help but notice the man he'd passed. This was boring to him? That must have made him quite the powerful fighter... Arkyron would have to watch out for him. With a sigh, the young man stepped into the boat, watching the imp-like creatures with great concern. He didn't trust the two one bit. The other man wasn't making him any more comfortable.
Meanwhile, another figure loomed about in the shadows. Seeing the man, he made a quck "Psst," sound, hoping to get his attention. "Young man, over here," he whispered. This was Martieve, a man of great evil and even greater power. "I have an offer for you," the old man added.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2007 14:40:31 GMT -5
Arkyron smiled beneath his hood at the sound of the man's voice. The man seemed confident, yet also in anticipation. That made the keybearer let out a small chuckle. "So it would seem. I'm sure you'll do just fine," the young man replied, smirking. Finally, the two imp-like creatures began to paddle, sending the boat off towards the collesseum.
Meanwhile, Martieve punched a wall in frustration. So close... Now he wouldn't get rid of Arkyron unless this man was as ruthless as he... Pity...
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