03-02-2005, 04:58 AM
Lord Apocalypse was now aged 25 he'd recently predictedhis own death and wanted somewhere where he could train and spend his last few days in peace, finaly as he walked into this village he realised he'd found athe perfect place. Long years of war and fighting for survival played upon Lord Apocalypses mind and he was growing weary of death but knew that he'd have to encounter it one last time.......... Sasis. As he looked over this village he gazed upon peace and beuty, the cottage style bungalows with their thatched roofs and pristine gardens, their white walls and windows reflecting the briliant sunshine of this beutiful summers day. The quite haze the localy tavern instead of roring with a brawl, as he was used to, was filled with happy conversation of familys sitting round having a meal and enjoying this summers day with the rest of their village. The abandoned dirt roads, the beutiful marble clad temple to this places Gods. Everything about this place spoke of peace to Lord Apocalypse. He smiled his first smile in a very long time, This was where he was going to spend his final days and he couldnt think of anywhere better.
As he aproached the tavern the people looked at Lord Apocalypse suspiciously, he was wearing the armour he'd alway worn, a brass torso guard which altough dented and notched gleamed in the late afternoon sun, heavy leather gauntlets which creaked as he opened and closed his hands, his chain mail shirt under his torso guard chinking and visable only over his arms, a cloak bearing the Kingdom coulours of deep purple and his coat of arms, his lower half was less well armoured consisting minly of his brown cloth trousers and leather boots, he had his simple Kingdom short sword by his side also in a deep purple scabbard. his medium long brown hair was staring to show the strain of his hardships as many greys were vissable through it but these paeled in comparison to his near silver eyes.
The people of this village were untrusting of strangers especialy of those they related to the millatary.
Thankfully Lord Apocalypse had made alot of money over the years.
"I wish to settle down in this village, for a while, As a token of good will...." He threw a pouch of Gold onto the bar counter "....... Drinks on me" he smiled again, the people were in an uproar of apreciation. Lord Apocalypse was invited to sit with one of the groups at a table he talked and laughed and had the best time he'd ever had, he learnt of a cottage that was available not far from the tavern and that the people would have a word with the current land Lord about Lord Apocalypse buying this property.
Lord Apocalypse spent the night in one of the Taverns rooms. and next day met with the Land Lord and before the day was through was the owner of his own house.
Lord Apocalypse scouted the surronding areas and found a large field where he could train and prepare,
All he could do now was wait. Stasis would come........
OOC: I require someone to play Stasis Pm me if your interested and I'll send you his history in brief and other useful information.
As he aproached the tavern the people looked at Lord Apocalypse suspiciously, he was wearing the armour he'd alway worn, a brass torso guard which altough dented and notched gleamed in the late afternoon sun, heavy leather gauntlets which creaked as he opened and closed his hands, his chain mail shirt under his torso guard chinking and visable only over his arms, a cloak bearing the Kingdom coulours of deep purple and his coat of arms, his lower half was less well armoured consisting minly of his brown cloth trousers and leather boots, he had his simple Kingdom short sword by his side also in a deep purple scabbard. his medium long brown hair was staring to show the strain of his hardships as many greys were vissable through it but these paeled in comparison to his near silver eyes.
The people of this village were untrusting of strangers especialy of those they related to the millatary.
Thankfully Lord Apocalypse had made alot of money over the years.
"I wish to settle down in this village, for a while, As a token of good will...." He threw a pouch of Gold onto the bar counter "....... Drinks on me" he smiled again, the people were in an uproar of apreciation. Lord Apocalypse was invited to sit with one of the groups at a table he talked and laughed and had the best time he'd ever had, he learnt of a cottage that was available not far from the tavern and that the people would have a word with the current land Lord about Lord Apocalypse buying this property.
Lord Apocalypse spent the night in one of the Taverns rooms. and next day met with the Land Lord and before the day was through was the owner of his own house.
Lord Apocalypse scouted the surronding areas and found a large field where he could train and prepare,
All he could do now was wait. Stasis would come........
OOC: I require someone to play Stasis Pm me if your interested and I'll send you his history in brief and other useful information.