:: It was raining when he finally returned to The Castle of his love his lage hand knocking on the door as he waited his eyes looking up to the grey sky knowing in just a few minutes she would wake::
:: however several days before that several events had happened...the Nexus..or magical trap of this land had transported him in the middle of a warzone of two different tribes...in those few days he never once spoke but his fists reaked destruction to all who tried to stop him as he made his way back to familiar lands of his new home..everywhere around him bodies were seen his eyes looked sharp and powerful giving off the vibe of a demon that news of slowly reached rhy'Din on the day of his return.::
:: When returning he calmed by then and made his way back to his love...Lasherette....someone who accepted him for what he was instead of running in fear or shock by the power his voice possessed....someone he would protect with his life..his very being for as far as he was concerned he only saw her in his dreams of happiness. Everytime he looked at her his heart swelled and beated with passion seeing the woman that trusted him to watchover and care for her::
:: And that was what he was going to do until the day his soul left this world....speaking of that world while he was making his way back his arm was tugged on by a courior boy..looking down at the lad he smiled some and blinked when he asked::Is your name Johnathan mister?:: slowly he nodded and just as quickly the boy pressed a message into his hands...slowly he opened the letter and seeing the writing he quickly read and dropping whatever silver and gold he had on him into the boys hands he quickly sprinted down the ways and up to the Castle..of which where we now continue as he waits for Gregory to open those doors and admit him entrance his cloths stained with mud and rain::
:: however several days before that several events had happened...the Nexus..or magical trap of this land had transported him in the middle of a warzone of two different tribes...in those few days he never once spoke but his fists reaked destruction to all who tried to stop him as he made his way back to familiar lands of his new home..everywhere around him bodies were seen his eyes looked sharp and powerful giving off the vibe of a demon that news of slowly reached rhy'Din on the day of his return.::
:: When returning he calmed by then and made his way back to his love...Lasherette....someone who accepted him for what he was instead of running in fear or shock by the power his voice possessed....someone he would protect with his life..his very being for as far as he was concerned he only saw her in his dreams of happiness. Everytime he looked at her his heart swelled and beated with passion seeing the woman that trusted him to watchover and care for her::
:: And that was what he was going to do until the day his soul left this world....speaking of that world while he was making his way back his arm was tugged on by a courior boy..looking down at the lad he smiled some and blinked when he asked::Is your name Johnathan mister?:: slowly he nodded and just as quickly the boy pressed a message into his hands...slowly he opened the letter and seeing the writing he quickly read and dropping whatever silver and gold he had on him into the boys hands he quickly sprinted down the ways and up to the Castle..of which where we now continue as he waits for Gregory to open those doors and admit him entrance his cloths stained with mud and rain::