| Soon after being exiled from Shadow Haven, Saisln decided it was time to head back into the direction wince he came. Following close behind the young Lady Cece. Saisln knew he had to do something... for she needed her mother more then him, so he thought. Wanting what would never be his. And thus of his past he knew the only way he could control his anger, lust and hate was to leave. Not only did he know staying was not the answer, but he sooner learned his dear little princess was keeping a deep secret. The book of shadows was missing... there was foul play in the kingdom he once loved, and a creature of such beauty he would freely lay down his life for. He would miss Cece, but to leave and grant her happiness. Accepting this venture from the gods, Saisln again took up his sword, in a quest of purification. To rid himself of his anger and lust. A promis from the gods if he lived to complete his quest. Beautiful was the ivory prison, would he never be-rid it? As the massive empty shell, of what was left of a once pround and noble warrior; in his stead is a wrath shadow reaper... Fighting for the god of chaos, Saisln should have known better then to dive head first into a battle of the gods. Among very few mortals that survive. For many years the only thing that kept his old life from taking over his mind was clanking of swords, and the mightly blows of blunt weapons. Free to go... What of this Hell I cary 'pon my head and brow? This is the price you pay for such greed. How foolish of you to make a deal with a god. Power is what you seek, it is what you will get. And you shall pay dearly for it. Exiled yet again, and returning to the only lad he was familiar with. (The rest of the story to come. Patients is a virtue). |
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