The old man, formally known as ''Pen ''The rebel'' Powell'' now aged atleast seventy years old, still muscular, but weak, uses his claymore made from iron, as a walking stick walking within the ruins of winterfell. with each pace he walks further to his demise knowingly. There he see's his old friend.. and enemy... Vardak, standing within a fog of curruption and shadow within the centre of the ruins of what was a great fortress town.
The old man moves slowerly towards towards the undead curruptor, raising his claymore, the orc still has not noticed him yet. Raising his claymore to what would seem as decent striking position he swings his sword towards vardak, through what would only be an illusion..
The ravens fly from their purched positions as The old man falls to the floor. Vardak snuck up behind him, and thrust an aged dagger, in which the rebel had given him in his youth, through his back. The undead orc flee's the position as a Seemingly young battlehardened boy whom had been hiding in the shadows throughout The man's return from the Country far far west runs towards the now dying man. Holding him in his arms as the man dies hears the words ''A-Avenge... M-Me... S-S-So-'' muttered from the dead mans mouth as he takes his last breath. ''I will father.. i will''
(( just keeping it in the family ;D those whom do not know the story of how ben escaped the rebellion, New IC charactor will be writing a book about it.. soon, its actually better than this, so... yes, this is quite rubbish, but peiced together so i can finally change charactor. This was given with Vardaks go-ahead, so vardak if you dont like it... You said its fine ;) )
(( if i hear one comment about my picture now, especially you vardak, i'l eat yuor brains, it was from like early this year or late last year i dont know >.< )