'was 400 years ago, in an ancient land ruled by evil, mayhem, and chaos,
villages were being burned to the ground, cattle being slaughtered, women
being raped, children being killed, and the men, well they were burned at
the stake. If the village people were going to survive, they needed a hero
who wasn't afraid to go up against the evil king and his army. One night
and the town was being looted and burned to the ground, a shape came
walking out of the torched woods. Shooting quivers, and thrusting his
sword everywhere he went, slaying the kings entire army. The soldiers lay
dead on the ground, in the trees, on top of the houses, everywhere you
looked dead bodies riddled the land.
The warrior started making his way to the castle of the King, killing the
guards as he approached. The king and his best men were celebrating on the
inside for their victory they thought they had, all of a sudden there came
a wrapping at the door, but not like any wrap you have ever heard. The
King sent his First Knightsman to get the door, sword in hand. As the
knightsman began to open the door, the Kings' head guard came flying
through the door and landed ontop of a cast-iron candle holder. The
knightsman pointed his sword at the stranger and yelled "You will die 1000
times for killing my brother" and started to rush the stranger. As soon as
the knightsman had his sword over his head ready to chop the stranger in
two, the stranger thrust his arm out and caught the knightsman by the
throat, picked him 6" from the ground and threw him toward the fireplace.
The king looked worried, asking the stranger for his name, no reply came
back. The stranger just pointed at the king, just then the king rushed the
stranger. The stranger sidestepped and clotheslined the king. Falling to
the ground with such force, the kings sword flew against the wall and stuck
in a crack in the wall (handle first). Picking up the king by his shirt,
the stranger whispered in the kings ear and threw him against his own sword.
Leaving the castle, heading back to the village, the stranger need to pick
up what little belongings he dropped when he decided to save the village,
then drifted off into the woods, not knowing the kings brother was a spy in
that particular village.
The kings brother falled the stranger into the woods, and with the black
art of VOODOO, defeated the stranger.
4 Centuries later, the remaining relatives of the village people go pay
their respect to the unknown hero. All of a sudden out of nowhere came the
storm, a storm like nobody has ever seen before. The sky roarded like
Michael Anthony playing bass, and the crack of lightning lit up the sky.
Just then a rumble came from beneath the earth, trembling with such power,
the ground was shaking like never before, just then the ground cracked open
right on the grave of the dead stranger. After the earth split, the fire's
from hell exploded out of the ground, flames shooting up as far as the eye
could see. A shape was climbing out of the crack, it was in the shape of a
man. The villagers looked at him but wasn't sure if he is good or evil, he
looks both. Scared to death, the villagers headed toward their town to
They (UN)dead person headed for the town, he knew thats where his stuff was
kept after he died. After collecting his belongings, the stranger headed
back toward the castle, sparing no life on the way. After reaching the
castle, he notice some remodelling was done, there were bars on the
windows, and the ENORMOUS door was made of oak and steel. Kicking in the
door, he ruined dinner plays for King Bodhistava and his men. Direwolf
charged the stranger only to get thrown to the chandelier. Bodhi commanded
everyone to stop their attack, and asked the stranger what he wanted. With
a look of evil in his eyes, he just pointed at the entire room, an walked
backwards out door. Just then Tracker raced after him, but when he got
outside, he was gone. Going back inside, Tracker told Bodhi that he was
gone, vanished like the wind.
Who is this guy, what does he want?
Draven, and rid the land of evil
~ Property of the WadAsian High Council
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