Do You See The Ruby Sky?
01-24-2014, 10:20 PM
Sin Armada |
The wench that would approach was as simple minded as many he had come across. She seemed to strive to make others find fear, but nobody ever made them fill with as much fear as he did. He was the epitome of it, many were afraid to approach him. It was not just the stench of blood that always engulfed him, but the demeanor he carried and the dark soul he posessed. He was the devil's child, he had the devil's smile. And although others boasted to have as such, none compared. They were fool's to think they ruled the darkness, but it was he who was the Hell spawn. He who did not waste his time with the unworthy, and she was sinking to those levels... "Fear? I am the voice of fear, wench." He replied without a hint of emotion, everything he thought and everything he was hidden beneath a facade of toying vocals. Though harshness was all about him, he cared not whether he offended someone. He cared about nothing at all save for his own personal gain. Ears remained motionless, just the same as the rest of his body when she told him her name. Six? what the hell kind of a name was that? No matter, even her name was as boring as her features. An inward scoff came free, though inaudible to her ears when she asked his own name. Did she really think to learn it? Guess again. "Hmph, my name will not be given so freely to those undeserving. I am fear, pride, greed, whatever you so desire. An Armada by relation, but much more dangerous then those who claim the title." He cast an iron glare upon her. |