Os the priest
Agony or Ecstasy? Even after 2000 years the rush of a kill still made me feel a good death was worth living for. I was ready to dish out anguish for a few more millenniums. So why she came to me I'll never know. Confused? So was I. The white warrior wasn't suppose to be real. She was a fairytale. Maybe it was time to start believeing even in fairytales. And why not? To most I was a fairytale. Alright, more like a nightmare. The monster under the bed, the lurking evil you feel but can't see--that was me. Sorry about that.
Male human monk Level: 7
In real life: Nameless Single
Birthday: Roki 17, 105 AD.
Last on: Tue Jun 7 10:21:07 2011.
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13:38, Lockday, Praxi 2, 175 AD.