Kingdoms of Korinth :: Page 1The rain on the mens shoulders and heads was heavy, the sound of the tapping was tedious as they looked up to the mountain surrounded by a ring of jagged rocks as big as the largest mountain any man saw. Atop such a creation, creatures of such huge size flew, they guarded the crest, the very top they wished to attack.
The horses shuddered and hooves stomped in stress, no body spoke, not even those who never shut up where finally silenced by the size of the great horizon ahead of them. Atop that mountain, gods they once worshiped, once held hope for, loved and sacrificed so much effort to please now planned their destruction.
Its not of greed that men of the south, orcs of the west and even the elves of the south that gathered the largest armed force this world has ever seen and ever would. It was the greed and malice of those they called immortal. The gods found no use for mortal lives any longer; gods grew tired of watching mortals like ants and planned the destruction of their very c
Dear Santa, make me perfect.When I became perfect, I changed my name to nobody.
Tis be only a dream we see our own reflections in,
its our skill we pour our own perfections of sin,
our hate, our malice, our suffering and fears,
the voices of anger are smothering our ears,
let that which is known, be forgotten for a day,
let us forgive those who've begotten our way,
I've been cold and alone for a day too long,
I've been told once again, to stay the wrong,
temptation cant lead me for I know the way,
I'm the lost sheperd who's grown so astray,
grown so rebelious, no rules I obey,
so perhaps in the next life, my debts I will pay.
Six Second SaintThe Six Second Saint
When you read this, hold your breath for six seconds. You wont die, it wont even bother you, it mostly will make you relax after as though so hold your breath. One, two, three, four, five, six.
In any accident, or situation when a person dies, no matter what happens a part of the body will be alive for six seconds. When a mans head is cut clean from his torso, his mind and eyes, ears and mouth are still alive for six seconds. Imagine that moment, where you lose everything and have only 6 seconds till you die. Is that long? Is it long enough to repent for everything you've done wrong? Is it too late to wonder if their truly is a god or will you relax and let death take you? You can try to inhale to pray, but your lungs have to contract and exhale, so no breath can pass through your mouth to brush your vocal cords.
In these six seconds, do you really want to say anything? If you are hit by a car, your chest is collapsed, your body mangled, but your pain rel
Sandcastle...She was beautiful like a sand castle made of dust and tears,
different then any girl I met in my long years.
Eyes of crystal and blue, skin of white and hue, hair of gentle curls,
if love can conquer anything, then with her I take worlds.
She was beautiful like a sand castle made of dimonds and pearls,
different then any girl on any single world.
The days went by as the time stood still, I always loved her and I always will.
She rested in my heart and laid in my arms, even when she's gone she will still.
Vlaad should be finished by Jeff some time after Issue or during depending on how he's feeling.
Hight :: 6'1/22'teeth
Wieght :: 180lbs/140'stones (With equipment!)
Eyes :: White
Discription - Unlike many other races of Spraw, the "Cydin" (Sigh-Din) have hard shell like flesh on the outside of their skin that can harden like the tightening of muscles. They also have a lack of legs, but are in no way disabled, as their body creates a type of gas that allows them to hover and float, also with bursts of this gas it allows them to jump nearly twice as far as a human. They can also move at an average rate, but have no extream advantages besides the lack of legs to wound. A sword passing through the gas does nothing. As well as they can fall from twice the distance as a human and remain unharmed. Thier backs have two wing like effects, two plates that hide razor sharp blades of bone. They also have hidden under their two extra tendricals that are soft as silk and known to come out whe
&quot;All the windows..&quot;
All windows bared, all doors locked, all wounds have scared and all veins to my heart are blocked.. Every step that I took, was in your direction, every mirror that gazed back at me, held your tainted reflection! Take me to the depths, to the depths of tomorrow, oh beast of hatred and sorrow, sloth of wretched pain, what reason do we play this twisted game.
Feel my back, razored and arched, eyes white bleached and nails starched, they burn not from fear, nor turn from pain, but from the core of a heavy strain, oh woe to thee beasts of burden, your suffering of success, so deeply blurred in.
I once reached to get the key of solemn promise, but it was denied to me, by a forgotten goddess, you want to break my chains, you want to set me free, but you see not what it is, for it is me, what aggony I have survived, has carved me through stone, where other men have died, I now call home. Do not pity me or hold me in contempt, I just feed on the fact that others fail in attempt.. When it drags
Sal'Quadin :: Bio
Artwork by Jeff Cruz
Written by -Asher
Hight :: 5'11/20'teeth
Wieght :: 118lbs/100'stones (With equipment!)
Eyes :: Yellow
Famous Quotes :: "Who the drow!? I'm the drow! THAT'S RIGHT!"
"Why do I have to wear the dress!? … It makes my hips look wide.."
"Of course I know how to use a pointy! … I mean sword.."
"NO! Kill the human! HE'S PINK! Nobody likes pink!"
"You said 'don't push the don't push button'. A double negative is a positive.. Right?"
"In drow, there is no word for love.. But there are 16 for sex! It's the language of booty!"
History – Born in the same year as Sabion they have been trained and hardened in almost the same exact way, however after a solitary confinement for 6 months for a botched assassination, Sal'Quadin has never been the same, as his mental level stayed the same, his out look on life changed. They say he is the only drow to laugh and even worse, make fun of other drow and what ever else gives him whim. His s
Bloody smile..Its been a while since I smiled, like cinder blocks and opal tiles,
lips grind together, crack and fray, spreading across this old face,
crack and split, bleed and drip, stain my teeth too express it.
It only hurts when I smile, it only hurts those short small whiles,
when all the pains, stains and hollow names, accusations with no one to blame,
but its not my smile that I hate its all the effort that it takes,
my lips wont purse, they will not curse, smiling in pain theirs nothing worse.
Those who have been cheated, hurt and lied too, I too will find you,
we will gather together, row by row, hold each others hands and never let go,
but we must bid a due, for not all words are spoken true, we all must all
smile, for a while, cause we all fucked someone too..