Post by Walter Grace on Dec 4, 2011 20:50:11 GMT -5
(( RP for Walter, Denzel and Dante ))
Walter, in his demon form, walked up the dark path to Cresthunt. It was a windy road, that seemed to go on for a long time. The path was the only thing you could walk on, otherwise you would be falling down a cliff. Walter had got to the bottom of the path by using his magic to go home. He had used it where he first got to Avaleur. Finally reaching the gates to the enormous kingdom, Its doors opened. He walked in, and a bustling city became clear to him. Many would smile and say hi to him as he walked toward death's home, the Cresthunt castle, but he just ignored him. He had more important things to do. He reached the castle, and walked in. At the very back of the room, a large throne sat. And the one who sat upon it, Walter's lord.
He walked toward the throne, head held high. Death chuckled once he reached the throne. Walter bowed. "Welcome, Walter! I see you have made it home in one piece! Clearly the mortals were unable to harm you!" Death laughed a haunting, dead laugh. Walter cringed, but smirked. "You think too little of me, my lord. I wish to please you, so of course I would do my jobs without difficulty."
It is then Death frowned. "You refused to kill the girl. Now she is dead, residing here in Cresthunt." Walter winced again. "...yes, I know, my lord. I...wish to ask of you a favor. I wish for...Denzel to become alive again."
Death raised his eyebrow. "Walter, how could you fall for someone? A surface dweller at that, and one you were ordered to kill!" "I will do anything, my lord, please. Of this I beg you."
Death stared at Walter, before sighing. "Very well." And, with a snap of Death's fingers, Denzel appeared before Walter. She had chains on her wrists, leading to the floor. And although she probably looked as awful as ever, Walter couldn't help but think she was the most beautiful thing in existence.
Walter, in his demon form, walked up the dark path to Cresthunt. It was a windy road, that seemed to go on for a long time. The path was the only thing you could walk on, otherwise you would be falling down a cliff. Walter had got to the bottom of the path by using his magic to go home. He had used it where he first got to Avaleur. Finally reaching the gates to the enormous kingdom, Its doors opened. He walked in, and a bustling city became clear to him. Many would smile and say hi to him as he walked toward death's home, the Cresthunt castle, but he just ignored him. He had more important things to do. He reached the castle, and walked in. At the very back of the room, a large throne sat. And the one who sat upon it, Walter's lord.
He walked toward the throne, head held high. Death chuckled once he reached the throne. Walter bowed. "Welcome, Walter! I see you have made it home in one piece! Clearly the mortals were unable to harm you!" Death laughed a haunting, dead laugh. Walter cringed, but smirked. "You think too little of me, my lord. I wish to please you, so of course I would do my jobs without difficulty."
It is then Death frowned. "You refused to kill the girl. Now she is dead, residing here in Cresthunt." Walter winced again. "...yes, I know, my lord. I...wish to ask of you a favor. I wish for...Denzel to become alive again."
Death raised his eyebrow. "Walter, how could you fall for someone? A surface dweller at that, and one you were ordered to kill!" "I will do anything, my lord, please. Of this I beg you."
Death stared at Walter, before sighing. "Very well." And, with a snap of Death's fingers, Denzel appeared before Walter. She had chains on her wrists, leading to the floor. And although she probably looked as awful as ever, Walter couldn't help but think she was the most beautiful thing in existence.
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