Post by anthony on Nov 7, 2009 20:45:12 GMT -5
All was quiet at the fort, seeing as the pirates had taken the port over. It made it all the easier as the swirling black portal appeared and Anthony stepped from it, wearing a dark gray cloak with the hood up so his face wasn't visible. As he walked to the edge of the fort to look down at the town, the portal vanished and the breeze blew around him, revealing the black pants and matching short sleeve shirt. He could see the lights of the town and hear the rowdy pirates even from up here.
Rumor had it the undead pirates had returned in even greater numbers then his last visit, which seemed all to recent to him, and probablly the locals. It was the only reason he came to yet another world where it was best he hide his face then go to Radiant Garden where he could show his face in public and not be worried of trouble. He had done so much in so many places while blindly following the darkness that most worlds he went to he had to try to keep his face hidden and keep a low profile. So few trusted him, and he could not blame them, he had made a misguided choice, that he would've made again in the same circumstances.
What was done couldn't be undone, or atleast not in teh sense of making it so it never happened. He sighed as he looked at the town. Maybe someone down there knew why the undead pirates were back. Only thing was, could he get down there and ask without having to fight. "Why did I come here...?" he said quietly to himself, turning his back to the town and leaning against the forts short wall. He knew why he had come, but why had he chosen to do so he didn't understand. Probablly guilt, wanting to try and fix things he probablly helped make wrong when he had served the darkness.
Rumor had it the undead pirates had returned in even greater numbers then his last visit, which seemed all to recent to him, and probablly the locals. It was the only reason he came to yet another world where it was best he hide his face then go to Radiant Garden where he could show his face in public and not be worried of trouble. He had done so much in so many places while blindly following the darkness that most worlds he went to he had to try to keep his face hidden and keep a low profile. So few trusted him, and he could not blame them, he had made a misguided choice, that he would've made again in the same circumstances.
What was done couldn't be undone, or atleast not in teh sense of making it so it never happened. He sighed as he looked at the town. Maybe someone down there knew why the undead pirates were back. Only thing was, could he get down there and ask without having to fight. "Why did I come here...?" he said quietly to himself, turning his back to the town and leaning against the forts short wall. He knew why he had come, but why had he chosen to do so he didn't understand. Probablly guilt, wanting to try and fix things he probablly helped make wrong when he had served the darkness.
I did post in shades of grey if anyone even remembers that lmao