03-30-2007, 05:26 AM
Walking in and seeing all of the calamity, he removes his feirce dragon helmet wearly. Unbuckling his massive sword, the Sword of Angels, the props it against the wall behind him and beckons his guard, the Crimson Cloaks to take a seat around the largest table in the room. Calling for a wench, the captian, Kallor proceeds to order food and drink for for the company.
As Zero sits there, he looks about he room, seeing many faces his eyes have not seen in some time. As his eyes move about the room, letting noone escape inspection, he finaly spots a certain woman across the room.
"It has been some time has it not, my lady, since we last met? Ah, how kind time has been to you still. I can not say the same for myself. War wages about and I am constanly called away to do the bidding of a higher lord. Yet, I found it in my time, to visit here, if only but for a while. My men and I are tired and weary, but I can stand to stay up and converse for a while yet."
As Zero sits there, he looks about he room, seeing many faces his eyes have not seen in some time. As his eyes move about the room, letting noone escape inspection, he finaly spots a certain woman across the room.
"It has been some time has it not, my lady, since we last met? Ah, how kind time has been to you still. I can not say the same for myself. War wages about and I am constanly called away to do the bidding of a higher lord. Yet, I found it in my time, to visit here, if only but for a while. My men and I are tired and weary, but I can stand to stay up and converse for a while yet."
You can run....but you'll just die tired.
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