The Mask's Return

[ThumperJack 927]

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A dark, robed figure is seen wandering the roads. Should anyway try to stop him, or speak to him, he would ignore them. Just walking, the hissing of his breathe heard easily from his hood, occasionally he will lean onto a tree or post, with a terrible coughing fit, then continue moving. Then, he comes upon a small village, run down, and burnt and desolate, he wanders the entire area, searching and searching, until he comes upon a single grave. He kneels, bringing a gloved finger to the cold stone of the grave.

 

"I have returned, my once, and dead love."

 

He then sits there, staring at the grave for hours upon hours, simply watching the grave as day turns to night, and blizzard turns to clear star filled skies.

Slowly, he pulls his hood back, revealing the mask of Nihil.

 

"May Aer'kiath guide me to his Prophet. For we have an unfinished arrangement."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

[Dohvi 622]

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