DarkMudkip
Cluster
- Joined
- Jun 3, 2013
- Location
- Under a rock
"Oh fabled Sinner, you are not alone, in proving foresight may be vain: The best laid schemes of Saints and Sinners go often askew, and leave us nothing but grief and pain for promised joy!"
In the era of kings and queens and religious dignitaries, there is an old tale that passes from village to village; the tale of various men and women of rank and wealth being cursed beings. They have unholy powers that no mortal could ever dream to wield, the ability to manipulate their very blood. Priests and bishops say that this is a curse given to those who would go against God and so the monarchy decreed that any showing signs of this ability must be put to death. This individuals are known as Sinners and their abilities known as Sin. Some Sinners are used as hunters to bring in others of their kind, while the rest try to flee the area and seclude themselves to be left in peace.