Mister Grimm
Star
- Joined
- Sep 28, 2013
- Location
- Purging the Heretics
Kaiden stood in the archery range, his bow in hand and his hood up on this, a crisp morning. There was a fresh layer of snow on the ground and the sun was just beginning to rise in the east. His eyes had a faint golden shine from under his dark hood. The target he was shooting at was riddled with arrow, all in the bullseye and some were split down the middle. Kaiden smirked and shouldered his bow. He walked towards a straw dummy and drew his sword. It had an almost supernatural sound to it as it was drawn from his sheath. The blade was engraved with various small symbols, the pommel of the sword was in the shape of a wolves head, it's maw open and full of teeth. Kaiden spun and did a precise strike, slicing the dummy right in half. He grinned and stuck the tip of the blade into the dummy's head, lifting it up. The man was a master with a bow, a master with a sword. He was very mysterious compared to his men. No one knew much about his background, he just seemed to appear one day.....