He had remembered that one of his allies where here. He would need to meet up with him at one point. But that would hard if he did not accomplish his goals beforehand. He would need to take a hostage, slaughter a few people. Then make sure that he had done enough damage to the village to leave his mark. This was no war. This was a warning. That was for sure. It would be a good reason none the less. He road atop the wind. Running about. Doing destructive things and such in a way that was great and plentiful. That was his nature after all. Ouroboros was home. Time to get shit done.
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Sat Jul 23, 2011 1:51 pm by 
