 |
||||||
 |
 |
 |
 |
|||
 |
||||
| Thick flakes of snow falling from above as the darkness rang over the world. The warmth of the sun sets over the great Shiverpeak Mountains, falling down to start the spin chilling cold of the Darkness. Theex Lord of Rohan walks solemnly through the gates of his new stronghold stomping through a blanket of snow that shows all the future, present, and past with every tread in the ground.
A new guild has been born. Darker Than Darkness. A leader has stepped forward, bringing new life to an unknown abyss. Wrapping his rough callused hands around his frosted sword, he slides it slowly out of its silver sheath, thrusting it high above his head starting the beginning of a new era. [Nice Work Jon] |
||||