Shadoweagle's Profile

'Ever in my hand, lies the Blade of the Mad. It's straight, simple craft is so alluring to me... It drives me to evil, but I love what it does. For the first blood the blade tasted was that of a human.'

Six white tomes, Encased in bone.

They shine in light like polished stone.

Trapped deep inside, fel beasts reside.

Dark power; to the holder, the books provide.

In lakes, submersed, and tombs accursed.

Across the land they are disbursed.

'That's old lady Serisia's house... We don't go in there anymore.' the children looked forlornly through the iron fence to their lost ball, deep within the overgrown gardens of the massive front yard.
From deep in the foliage, a menacing 'Yowl' sounded, followed by an eerie droning.

This sub is a little bit silly.