Azrael/Iris
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A drunk monk who hates social events and worms
Posts: 933
Sexuality: Yes
Relationship: Single
Played By: Your mother
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Post by Azrael/Iris on Dec 22, 2014 16:17:51 GMT -6
The beach was quiet. Not a single soul dared to disturb it's tranquil dunes.
Well... save for one.
A hooded man walked along the shore, the waves rolled calmly and dampening the sand in which his boots left imprints as he walked. A rupee purse and a blade jingled lightly with each step and a rogue wind blew his hood back and revealed a rather handsome face.
He stopped and turned to gaze out at the sea. He was silent as he turned to fully face the sea and gazed out at it as a lone ship sailed in the distance. The man sighed deeply before pulling his hood back up as the sound of clinking armor was heard off in the distance. The man turned his attention towards a rather official-looking squad of Zora warriors.
"Well... that took them a while to discover what was missing."he grinned, his hand on his blade, ready to do battle.
Would he die here? Maybe. But he wasn't gonna go out without a fight.
That wasn't his way.
That wasn't Edward Kidd's way.
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