JustinMc98 (Morte)

*After Morte finishes reading the sign, he travels to his home and sits at his table. A piece of paper, a bowl,and a quill sit in front of him. He pull out a small knife and presses it Ito the palm of his hand. Letting the cut bleed out, he hold it over the bowl and slowly fills it with his blood. He dips the quill in it and begins to write.* "As of this time I know not much about Iblees, but I'm willing to learn if your group is willing to teach. My choice of weapons is daggers and sometimes a bow. If you wish to know of any "evil" acts I have committed we can speak in person. I have much to offer and I hope I can be found worthy of the Sons Of Iblees. -Morte Aeternum" * Morte folds the paper and walks outside. He whistles ,and a small bird lands on his shoulder. He strokes the bird, as it takes the letter in its mouth. Morte smiles, as the bird flies off. He retreats back into his home and searches through his chests until he finds a small wooden box. He pull a key from his pocket and opens the box. He smiles as he looks through its content. He mumbles to himself and smiles, as e closes the box. Locking it again he sets it back in the chest. He walks to his bed and lies down, falling into a deep sleep.*