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cplcarrot
Guest
A shadowy character passes the albion tk in odins gate, pausing only to let a smirk pass his otherwise expressionless gaze, aimed at the buffbots of the "new age infiltrator".
Sharpening his weapons a single bead of sweat drips onto his dusty leather, aged and weathered from storage in a dark corner of Darkness Falls. Hopes of vengenance for old enemies and respected nemesis, especially Brevis and Theory, occupy his mind.
For this is the beginning of a new age and the return of the old order.
Silently, cplcarrot returns to the arena.
Sharpening his weapons a single bead of sweat drips onto his dusty leather, aged and weathered from storage in a dark corner of Darkness Falls. Hopes of vengenance for old enemies and respected nemesis, especially Brevis and Theory, occupy his mind.
For this is the beginning of a new age and the return of the old order.
Silently, cplcarrot returns to the arena.