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Post by red moon admin on Mar 17, 2009 0:42:43 GMT -5
a dark fantasy canine rpg;; Hold it together Birds of a feather Nothing but lies and crooked wings
Long ago, the Insanctum was a ruling pack of the island of Arkane. They were assassins, trained to kill, trained to be cunning. They controlled the entire island with military and power. A few rebellions broke out, but these were easily snuffed. The Insanctum was confident that they would rule Arkane for many, many, many years to come.
But they were wrong. A large group of rebels attacked the controlled fortress of Insanctum. The rebels won, and the Insanctum was banished from Arkane - what was left of the Insanctum, anyway.
The rebels broke off into three groups: the Gypsies, the Sadists, and the Reapers.
I have the answer Spreading the cancer You are the faith inside me No, don't, leave me to die here Help me survive here, alone
Meanwhile, the Insanctum stayed in hiding. And they were growing tired of it. So they watched. They waited. As they grew in power, they decided to send out messengers, to test the waters, to see if they had a chance.
There was still a fear of the Insanctum. The island was still corrupt with greed and power and lies and deception. And that made the Insanctum smirk.
Put me to sleep, Evil Angel Open your wings, Evil Angel
Beware, for I fear that if you are kind-hearted, optimistic, gullible, and innocent, you will not survive long in
[/sup] [/font][/size] Put me to sleep, Evil Angel Open your wings, Evil Angel Fly over me, Evil Angel Why can't I breathe, Evil Angel? [/blockquote][/blockquote][/sup]
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