Kai
Star
- Joined
- Mar 3, 2009
In a remote corner of england, a legend lies about a sword with butterfly patterns on its blade. Legend has it, the blade originated in greece, stolen from a temple to Aphrodite, goddess of love and lust. This blade was given to a duchess as a wedding gift, but was then kept in a chappel. However, war has driven people of this land, and the blade, was left behind as the monks and priests fled the enemy, who descended upon them swiftly one night. Legends of the blade is strong however, and the rumors drew many swordsman and women there, to claim the blade.
Godfang, wasnt impressed. The three man who challenged him proved no match, as they were far too slow to even react to his punches. Each men now lie on the ground with dislocated jaws. Such pity, he was in the mood for more action. He leapt over the few staircases remaining, his powerfull body rippling with muscle and bound agression. Inside he found the sword and placed it on his belt, wiping some sweat of his exposed chest. Perhaps he would rest here awhile.
Godfang, wasnt impressed. The three man who challenged him proved no match, as they were far too slow to even react to his punches. Each men now lie on the ground with dislocated jaws. Such pity, he was in the mood for more action. He leapt over the few staircases remaining, his powerfull body rippling with muscle and bound agression. Inside he found the sword and placed it on his belt, wiping some sweat of his exposed chest. Perhaps he would rest here awhile.