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Permalink Reply by Tom Gatsune on December 8, 2010 at 3:16am 
He gave one last sweep of his scythe and beheaded the foul Arch Daemon, but as he turned from his foe the Gate opened and in he fell along with the banished creatures of the shadow.
Awakening, he finds himself upon a grassy knoll, a great castle rises before him.
"How hath I come to be here?" he wondered allowed to the world.

He gazed upon the land about his vantage point, noting the tall grass that covered a majority of the surrounding land from the foot of the knoll.
Tilting his head back slightly, still obscured by his hood, he sniffed the wind trying to determine his location. As his gaze returned to the fields he sees something is not right, but does not know what.
Being cautoius, he places himself in a more ready position, calling out to the grass, "Hallo out there, show yourself be yee friend or foe to the people of Ulric." Patiently, he awaits a reply.

He stopped, hearing the soft growl. In response the scythe dissipates from his grip, and the cloak grows, as if the being within is growing broader and having greater build. In place of the scythe a glaive fills his hand, which is encased in overlapping scales of deepest blue. The glaive's shaft is of an alien metal, its tip shaped like a flanged sword with a vicious back swing.
"I'll assume that since your not trying to sneak up on me that you're not my foe. If I have offended I would ammend the offense. If you seek to test my metal, then come face me upon this knoll."
He plants the glaive in the ground head first, slowly turning to face the source of the growl.

Slowly, as not to alarm the newcomer, Loziras drew back his hood. Revealed in the morning light was a rough hewn human face, framed with Auburn hair and eyes that swam between hazel and brown. His steady gaze locked with that of the wolf, gaguing her intentions.
After satisfying his curiosity, he spoke "Show your true self, and I'll show mine if it pleases thee." He rested his hand on the hilt of his sword, not threatening, but not trying to hide the movement either.

He removed his hand from the hilt, quickly studying her. Then he closed his eyes, and his skin slowly faded leaving a midnight blue skull in its place, eyes of a soft almost kind fire filling the sockets.
"I am known as Loziras, as to how I cam to be here I do not know. And who might you, so fierce and majestic as the winter wolf, be?" He leans on his glaive, allowing himself to relax slightly.
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