KFA, muahahahaha. :D

A dark eyed brooding shell of a man enters, a dark lump of metal tethered to his neck by a leather thong sways gently in the air. His eyes flash briefly and his whisper carries over the entire temple, filling all within with dread "so you need a villain eh? Well I will be more than happy to oblige" and with that the fallen paladin walks out planning evil nasty things to do to the ALSB.

hey KFA is back mayby we have something to do now ,

avy : isnt seen in months so :: hes missing we havent got anny ransom deminds or somthing so ...

elif : dead i believe

and me well i shall wait untille am up to it to awake elif

Dang, what I leave for a bit and no one post's here whats up with that ???

Did I hear an evil name mentioned or was I just imagining thing's or was that an evil prescence in the corner snickering ? ;)

wel theres no real reason to post :D

Then post for the sheer joy of it. :D

<font color="snow">You mean just for the spam of it ;) j/k...

Hello all...good to see at least someone is posting! Start something here and I will join in [img]smile.gif[/img] As long as the initiation rites aren`t too strenuous... [img]tongue.gif[/img] </font>

A dimunitive and elderly looking lady walks up to the sealed doors of the Temple. She thought to herself about times past when this temple was a mecha of hope. Now the gardens are slowly being taken back by the good creatures of the forest. The doors magically sealed from within will open when Aeries follower's return, and at such a dark time for the people below they need to return. The leaders of the temple off on quests and personal errands the congration just fell apart. She walks to up the marble stair's to the to the huge crystaline door's and places a wreath of freshly picked wild flowers at the base of the door. "May the be giuded and have safe journey's so they may be brought to us in our time of need" The eldery lady turns as a tear falls from her eye, saddend that such a wonderful group has departed as quickly as they came. She walks down the stairs and back to the dusty road and to her home.

well last time am leaving a message on the forum , now evry one is gone no reason to stay
so from now on no wave

bb going to miss you all

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*A frail Avy stumble through the door with a knife through his heart and collapses on the marble floors within the temple. In his hand is still tightly clutched photo of someone dear....*