07-22-2006, 07:26 AM
((You all know and love skalus as the kindly pirate he is today....However he was not always a kind person. Read about it!))
Chapter 1
A human stood, facing a large audience of people. They all stood as statues facing him back. All was silent except for the wind blowing in from the entrance of the cave, and for the quiet crying of a man called before a leader. The human that looked down upon the audience was tall, well-built, with cold eyes, and black hair. He wore heavy blackened leather across his body, and sheathed on both sides of him were two evil looking, curved blades. His name was Skal, the Bloodfist of Tanaris. The head of a top crew of bandits, thieves, and other lawbreakers that resided in these ancient deserts.
As for the man that lay, crying before him, Skal didnââ¬â¢t care for his name, or his appearance. The fact that he was crying made no difference. There was only one fact about this man that Skal cared for, the act of treason against him and his bandits.
ââ¬ÅYou have attempted to alert goblins to our base, yes?ââ¬
Chapter 1
A human stood, facing a large audience of people. They all stood as statues facing him back. All was silent except for the wind blowing in from the entrance of the cave, and for the quiet crying of a man called before a leader. The human that looked down upon the audience was tall, well-built, with cold eyes, and black hair. He wore heavy blackened leather across his body, and sheathed on both sides of him were two evil looking, curved blades. His name was Skal, the Bloodfist of Tanaris. The head of a top crew of bandits, thieves, and other lawbreakers that resided in these ancient deserts.
As for the man that lay, crying before him, Skal didnââ¬â¢t care for his name, or his appearance. The fact that he was crying made no difference. There was only one fact about this man that Skal cared for, the act of treason against him and his bandits.
ââ¬ÅYou have attempted to alert goblins to our base, yes?ââ¬
Bloodsail, and proud.