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And The Southeron Died.

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The body of a Southeron male would be seen off to the side of the main road, his throat and wrists slit. His brown and white trimmed coat was stained with blood and the body seems to have been there for quite some time. The corpse was lazily hidden with leaves and twigs and such, but it was quite obvious what lay there. 

 

 

If one were to know the face, it would be none other than Archibald Vallero.

 

 

And so the Southeron was dead.

 

 

 

((PKing Archibald and moving on to another char. I have nearly 800+ hours of gameplay with Archibald, and to be honest moving on with a new character seems to be best! Farewell, my Southeron fellow.))

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Vulnir blinks, ".. What?" 

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Gaza Benjamin feels a piercing in his heart, as if something of great worth has been lost. A torch has been passed.

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An ashen-haired figure mourns the loss of their banter buddy.

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Salendys comes across the body, cringing at first, but then she recognizes who it is. She smirks before walking off.

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Alatrai stumbles upon the body, giving it a good prod for extra measures before chuckling, “Good riddance."

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Aeran comes across the body, burying it so that nobody can prod it anymore like a bunch of savages.

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A lone mali follows after Aeran, who planned on burying the body. The black haired stranger kept stalking the figure whose purpose was to give the southeron a proper burial. That isn't what the strange mali had in mind, though. He waited for Aeran to finish burying him, before shortly digging him back up.

 

He wraps the corpse of the southeron in a white linen, before taking off with the body.. taking it to his underground lair for preservation.

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Cane dips his head, exhaling a huff of red mist from the confines of his throat. "How disgusting." He mutters as he watches a figure take off with the corpse. 

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Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

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