Blood Dancer
08-21-07, 03:28 AM
It was a raining dark night with the full moon out, as a hooded man with glowing purple eyes stumbled into town. The few people on the streets that weren’t drunk noticed the man and began to stare motionlessly into his mysterious eyes missing the fact that the man’s cloak once a deep midnight black now a pure blood red. The hooded man ran into another man accidently but the other didn’t seem to care if it was an accident and draw forth his bluish broad sword. Sensing a threat the hooded man jumped back and removing his hands of his cloak. Now the opposing man, a taller stronger built man human looking, could see the dark elfish looking man’s dark coloured armor just through the small opening of his cloak. The large human drew his sword and held it in place in front of him facing the small looking ghost elf. He charged with a loud “roar” sound toward the elfish looking hooded man. See the human brute charging at him the hooded being ducked and slipped through the legs of the brute, while doing this the top of his cloak hood fell off his head and rested on his back, the elfish man was know out for the world to see. Wondering what the hell he was, the brutish human ask force fully
“What and who the hell are you?!”
“I am Hellion Von Ulf.” The hooded man exclaimed and continued.
“I am a vampuric elf, from dreth’kell a once peaceful town settlement, until YOU humans came a ruined our lives and burnt our town to the ground. I now wonder this strange place looking for more of my kin after we fled”
“That’s a very nice story you got there but, I am going to have to burn you to the ground so you can join your kin and your towns ash’s.” the human brute yelled as he grabbed everyone’s attention.
“You shal eat those words u pathetic human I will dance on your grave a drink your blood if you insult my kin or my home town once again.” Angrily hellion shouted, just as a crowd had formed.
“You, YOU THINK YOU CAN DEFETE ME?” the brute just managed to get out before laughing,
“I am the strongest man here, just look at me. Then there’s you a weak little weaponless elf…”
Just as the man finished that he came at hellion again but this time was ready for anything the little elf could do. As the brute took a swing of his blade it stopped just like that. Once the small amount of rising dust fell back to the ground everyone saw the brute standing over the elf with his gigantic sword stopped in place by two identical reddish coloured sabers, just as that was done the elf dropped his cloak to reveal the two sabers stealth’s and a red wood bow along with his few piercings on his lips and 2 ghostly white vampire fangs. The surrounding crowd screamed with fear when they say what he had done and at his two fangs. Also instantly the brute fell back to the ground and cried out with fear,
“I…I know you, you’re…” the enormous thug continued.
“The Blood Dancer”
The elf laughed a very cynical laugh and drew his blades back to his side pointing the ground.
“Yes, that is me” the elf alleged and continued
“What you going to do?”
“I WILL GUT U, and claim those swords while I am at it.”
Just as the brute finished his sentence he charged with his massive sword at hellion but was to slow and go stabbed in either knee-cap of the brute. With the thug laying helplessly on the ground bleeding for the knees, the dancer couldn’t help but bite him on the neck since it was the full moon. The dancers teeth began to glow a dark red as he sucked the blood from the already in pain brute, after he had had enough hellion drew one of his darker looking arrow and enchanted,
Hellion Von Ulf, la morte dall'introito scuro di effetto di anima questo essere umano ad un posto migliore ed ha la sua anima è usato per l'alimentazione delle nostre parentele guasti.
Hellion Von Ulf, death by dark blood impact take this human to a better place and let his soul be used for the feeding of our dead kin.
As hellion finished the enchantment he took a drop of his blood and placed it on the tip of the dark glowing arrow and stabbed it through the brutes chest hitting his heart as he finished a black aura formed a circle around the dead brute and he disappeared.
Just after a small boy walked up to the dancer with his cloak and handed it to him.
“Thanks child” hellion said pleased with himself.
“Sorry to bother you sir, but what did you do to him?” the small boy asked.
“ the enchant?” hellion said looking at the boy, “well that was one thing I remember about my home town a dark aura enchant that seals the killed body to a nice place but give the soul as food to my dead kin” continued the dancer.
“Wow, cool we here u go Mr.” the little child said giving hellion back his cloak.
As the boy ran off to his mother hellion stood there thinking of what his mother was like but remembering all the pain he put his cloak on and went into a small weapons store to find a more suitable ritual dagger.
“Hello there I am in the market for a dark energy sacrificial dagger for cheap” exclaimed the blood stained dancer, “ any chance u can help me?” he continued.
“What and who the hell are you?!”
“I am Hellion Von Ulf.” The hooded man exclaimed and continued.
“I am a vampuric elf, from dreth’kell a once peaceful town settlement, until YOU humans came a ruined our lives and burnt our town to the ground. I now wonder this strange place looking for more of my kin after we fled”
“That’s a very nice story you got there but, I am going to have to burn you to the ground so you can join your kin and your towns ash’s.” the human brute yelled as he grabbed everyone’s attention.
“You shal eat those words u pathetic human I will dance on your grave a drink your blood if you insult my kin or my home town once again.” Angrily hellion shouted, just as a crowd had formed.
“You, YOU THINK YOU CAN DEFETE ME?” the brute just managed to get out before laughing,
“I am the strongest man here, just look at me. Then there’s you a weak little weaponless elf…”
Just as the man finished that he came at hellion again but this time was ready for anything the little elf could do. As the brute took a swing of his blade it stopped just like that. Once the small amount of rising dust fell back to the ground everyone saw the brute standing over the elf with his gigantic sword stopped in place by two identical reddish coloured sabers, just as that was done the elf dropped his cloak to reveal the two sabers stealth’s and a red wood bow along with his few piercings on his lips and 2 ghostly white vampire fangs. The surrounding crowd screamed with fear when they say what he had done and at his two fangs. Also instantly the brute fell back to the ground and cried out with fear,
“I…I know you, you’re…” the enormous thug continued.
“The Blood Dancer”
The elf laughed a very cynical laugh and drew his blades back to his side pointing the ground.
“Yes, that is me” the elf alleged and continued
“What you going to do?”
“I WILL GUT U, and claim those swords while I am at it.”
Just as the brute finished his sentence he charged with his massive sword at hellion but was to slow and go stabbed in either knee-cap of the brute. With the thug laying helplessly on the ground bleeding for the knees, the dancer couldn’t help but bite him on the neck since it was the full moon. The dancers teeth began to glow a dark red as he sucked the blood from the already in pain brute, after he had had enough hellion drew one of his darker looking arrow and enchanted,
Hellion Von Ulf, la morte dall'introito scuro di effetto di anima questo essere umano ad un posto migliore ed ha la sua anima è usato per l'alimentazione delle nostre parentele guasti.
Hellion Von Ulf, death by dark blood impact take this human to a better place and let his soul be used for the feeding of our dead kin.
As hellion finished the enchantment he took a drop of his blood and placed it on the tip of the dark glowing arrow and stabbed it through the brutes chest hitting his heart as he finished a black aura formed a circle around the dead brute and he disappeared.
Just after a small boy walked up to the dancer with his cloak and handed it to him.
“Thanks child” hellion said pleased with himself.
“Sorry to bother you sir, but what did you do to him?” the small boy asked.
“ the enchant?” hellion said looking at the boy, “well that was one thing I remember about my home town a dark aura enchant that seals the killed body to a nice place but give the soul as food to my dead kin” continued the dancer.
“Wow, cool we here u go Mr.” the little child said giving hellion back his cloak.
As the boy ran off to his mother hellion stood there thinking of what his mother was like but remembering all the pain he put his cloak on and went into a small weapons store to find a more suitable ritual dagger.
“Hello there I am in the market for a dark energy sacrificial dagger for cheap” exclaimed the blood stained dancer, “ any chance u can help me?” he continued.