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<blockquote data-quote="Krug" data-source="post: 2129794" data-attributes="member: 2141"><p><em>Cue: Sergio Leone Music</em></p><p></p><p>With a cigarillo still lit in his mouth, the Priest slept under a blanket of stars, with his steed Hammer next to him. Midway through his slumber, he felt a wind blow over him, and he did not need to awaken to know it was the angel Nemamiah, the Guardian of those who fought for good causes. The Priest was familiar with his presence. It had been a familiar visitor in his sleep ever since he had left Europe and journeyed to the New World. The divine and the infernal appeared to be highly interested in this land. </p><p></p><p><span style="color: blue"><strong>"Go west Priest, to a town wounded. There you will find an ally. And many enemies."</strong></span></p><p></p><p>With that the angel departed. Hammer neighed, ready to bear its owner to wherever he required.</p><p></p><p>----</p><p></p><p>Jianna was exhausted. She had been on her steed for days. Her memories overlapped, only remembering a fire that had borne away those she loved and everything she had treasured. Her water was running out, and her horse's legs shook with every step. She needed rest.</p><p></p><p>When she spied the ramshackle huts of the town near dusk she knew she had no choice to make her way there. She did not know who her pursuers were; dark shadowy figures with howling mocking laughs, that always appeared to be at the edge of her sight. She was tired of screaming at them. </p><p></p><p>A sign posted next to the single street that cut through town said that this was 'Dusttown' made her laugh. "Hello?" she called out. Nothing responded. The sun was descending quickly on the horizon and her throat was becoming dry. She patted her horse; it had worked hard.</p><p></p><p>---</p><p></p><p>The Priest had gone east as told. Not that he particularly wanted to, but in this land was any direction better than any other? He spotted the girl and her horse as he approached the town. He already knew that this was a bad place. The evil that had made its way to the Americas from the Old World had pressed itself into the soil like spilled blood, and it was up to him, the last of his kind, to make sure that bad stain would go.</p><p></p><p><em>Ok, this is the first meeting between the Priest and Jianna, so introduce yourselves...</em></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Krug, post: 2129794, member: 2141"] [i]Cue: Sergio Leone Music[/i] With a cigarillo still lit in his mouth, the Priest slept under a blanket of stars, with his steed Hammer next to him. Midway through his slumber, he felt a wind blow over him, and he did not need to awaken to know it was the angel Nemamiah, the Guardian of those who fought for good causes. The Priest was familiar with his presence. It had been a familiar visitor in his sleep ever since he had left Europe and journeyed to the New World. The divine and the infernal appeared to be highly interested in this land. [color=blue][b]"Go west Priest, to a town wounded. There you will find an ally. And many enemies."[/b][/color] With that the angel departed. Hammer neighed, ready to bear its owner to wherever he required. ---- Jianna was exhausted. She had been on her steed for days. Her memories overlapped, only remembering a fire that had borne away those she loved and everything she had treasured. Her water was running out, and her horse's legs shook with every step. She needed rest. When she spied the ramshackle huts of the town near dusk she knew she had no choice to make her way there. She did not know who her pursuers were; dark shadowy figures with howling mocking laughs, that always appeared to be at the edge of her sight. She was tired of screaming at them. A sign posted next to the single street that cut through town said that this was 'Dusttown' made her laugh. "Hello?" she called out. Nothing responded. The sun was descending quickly on the horizon and her throat was becoming dry. She patted her horse; it had worked hard. --- The Priest had gone east as told. Not that he particularly wanted to, but in this land was any direction better than any other? He spotted the girl and her horse as he approached the town. He already knew that this was a bad place. The evil that had made its way to the Americas from the Old World had pressed itself into the soil like spilled blood, and it was up to him, the last of his kind, to make sure that bad stain would go. [i]Ok, this is the first meeting between the Priest and Jianna, so introduce yourselves...[/i] [/QUOTE]
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