Lina was sitting on a small stone wall about three feet high or so on the boundary of a park, she wanted to get off the ship for a minute so she had hopped off and made a stop to look around the nearest town, clover town. she swung her legs back and forth, she had almost fallen when she had touched the ground since she had been on the ship for such a long time. it felt nice being on ground that wasnt moving, espesually outside a park near the quiet part of town. listening to the sound of the rustling leaves in the quiet breeze. letting out a sigh.
Memories covered in Ashes
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Lilith the Siren
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Lineage : Power of Apocalypse
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Clovertown, a place where many old legends go to retire and settle down when they are done with their adventures. Although for one, it's a place where the story of the Burned Man began. John Walker was born in Clovertown, the way things looked it seemed that he'd stay in Clovertown for the rest of his life, like his parents had and their parents before them. But things didn't turn out quite as planned.
It was about three years and a month since John's life had been shattered, his soul corrupted and his skin burned. It had been three years and a month since John had tracked down his family's killers and burned them alive in the house they had been either living in or hiding in. Either way he had claimed his vengeance that day and created quite the fuzz in the local newspapers about a bandaged man that had been seen leaving the house before it had erupted into flames. John didn't care about the men he had burned alive, they had done the same to his family and as some said it; Karma is a bitch.
Nevertheless John decided to pay a visit to what had once been his home town and a place he had so dearly loved. The city of Noximus that sat on top of the Airship John now lived on had passed by Clovertown and he had decided to take the opportunity to pay it a visit.
John had used the teleportation room to get from the ship to the ground, not too far away from Clovertown. He had then taken his time to walk down the roads he once knew so well, although they hadn't changed a whole lot. He looked through the bandages at the people walking around him and anyone he passed, so far no one had stopped him and called him out, which was good news. Walking through a park he looked around, he had so many memories from this place, it seemed like nothing had changed, although he knew pretty well that a lot had changed.
As John walked through the park he caught a glimpse of someone from Nox Animus, Lina. Why she was there he didn't know, he thought he had been the only one who had left the ship to visit the town, at least the only one from the guild. Shrugging he kept walking, if she saw him, she'd see him, he didn't mind. John kept walking and eventually he stopped outside something that looked like a foundation of a house with three crosses on it.
On a nearby sign there was a message, basically saying that there were there people resting in this place after having been killed in a house fire. John knew who rested there, he chuckled and placed his foot at the pole that held the sign, the wooden sign slowly tipped over as he applied pressure to it and eventually it was laying down on the ground. He smirked under the bandages, not caring about who watched him. If they wanted to speak to him, they had to approach him.
It was about three years and a month since John's life had been shattered, his soul corrupted and his skin burned. It had been three years and a month since John had tracked down his family's killers and burned them alive in the house they had been either living in or hiding in. Either way he had claimed his vengeance that day and created quite the fuzz in the local newspapers about a bandaged man that had been seen leaving the house before it had erupted into flames. John didn't care about the men he had burned alive, they had done the same to his family and as some said it; Karma is a bitch.
Nevertheless John decided to pay a visit to what had once been his home town and a place he had so dearly loved. The city of Noximus that sat on top of the Airship John now lived on had passed by Clovertown and he had decided to take the opportunity to pay it a visit.
John had used the teleportation room to get from the ship to the ground, not too far away from Clovertown. He had then taken his time to walk down the roads he once knew so well, although they hadn't changed a whole lot. He looked through the bandages at the people walking around him and anyone he passed, so far no one had stopped him and called him out, which was good news. Walking through a park he looked around, he had so many memories from this place, it seemed like nothing had changed, although he knew pretty well that a lot had changed.
As John walked through the park he caught a glimpse of someone from Nox Animus, Lina. Why she was there he didn't know, he thought he had been the only one who had left the ship to visit the town, at least the only one from the guild. Shrugging he kept walking, if she saw him, she'd see him, he didn't mind. John kept walking and eventually he stopped outside something that looked like a foundation of a house with three crosses on it.
On a nearby sign there was a message, basically saying that there were there people resting in this place after having been killed in a house fire. John knew who rested there, he chuckled and placed his foot at the pole that held the sign, the wooden sign slowly tipped over as he applied pressure to it and eventually it was laying down on the ground. He smirked under the bandages, not caring about who watched him. If they wanted to speak to him, they had to approach him.
