Upgrade your account to a Community Supporter account and remove most of the site ads.

Reply to thread

Message: <blockquote data-quote="stonegod" data-source="post: 3355879" data-attributes="member: 36973">The man chuckles, a deep rumble. "Ah, aren't all homes nothing but that which we try to get away from, only to have it shattered in our hearts! Ah, but the question is, the test is, do we try to put it back together?" He laughs once more, though the last part is cut off as he grimaces again.He looks about seemingly dazed a moment, then blinks a few times before continuing, stroking the sable raven at his shoulder. "Ah, Hurrn, you mean. No mean familiar is he, but a servant of those that overwatch us. Ravens consume the dead, you see, and those that exist behind death's pale rightly fear them for it. As for..."The man is distracted by the mist a moment, staring at nothing intently for a moment. Just as the pause would become awkward, he starts up again. "Where was I? Ah, yes." He makes a mock little bow. "Indeed, my bony white lady, I am the last of the living Knights of the Raven, righters of wrong, and defenders of that which needs defending." The man laughs again, once more with the steel edge to it. "Sir Urik, the mad, or so I have heard the villagers call me."The bearded man smiles, his gaze drifting off a moment again, before he shakes his head hard once more. He places one gloved hand---his left, the other still on his sword---on his temple again. "Ah, but you have not provided me the pleasure of your names and purpose. It would be a shame if I did not have that pleasure."</blockquote>

Verification