Orcus grunted. "That's the sting I feel when I remember my people dieing at the hands of your army. If you don't like it then let me end your suffering." Orcus lifted his blade and extended it. It began resembling his halberd which was destroyed by the Blue man's blast before. "Will you bow before me or will you make it fun?" Orcus began stepping closer.
((Silas, I feel like I'm getting a bit far from the actual lore but I'm a resident and I'm making the story as I go along, is that alright?))
Circle of Nine
A tightly-wound RPing haven for the Guardians of the True Role-Play...the Circle of Nine!
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