Veoddyn 
DEATH GOD!
He's a little
cold natured, methinks.
Might have trouble
Breaking the ice?
Wonder if he gets
COLD FEET OFTEN!?
Oh.. I slay
myself! Hahaha
Kyra
The Bloody Sandstorm
Posts: 12
(8/23/07 12:41 pm)
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Enter, Kyra.
The Temple was relatively quiet… it being the middle of the night made it the perfect environment for Kyra’s entrance into this realm. With nothing more than a whisper, Kyra faded into existence, seeming to come into the world as a mass of blood red cloth. Slowly, the cloth rose, creating a cloak look, and revealing the humanoid figure that lay within. The hood turned as Kyra began to look around, unsure of why she was here.
The cage. That could have been it. Maybe it was some kind of teleportation… some kind of ward that when the seal to her cage wore down to the point were she could get out, it teleported her to another place… or perhaps another world. A soft untouched hand revealed itself as Kyra experimented. She still had her sand manipulation power, that much was evident by the sand armor that still clung to her skin and kept her safe… she could sense it. The cloak in which she was draped still obeyed her whim… shifting this way and that, it’s true component being more of her sand.
Now she needed direction… and hopefully, blood.
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