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PouchErebus stood atop a roof as a crowd amassed, maybe they thought he'd jump to his death. Either they did or they didn't but whatever the case; he wasn't here for that. No instead, he was here to conquest for his new family. A family that, he may not have felt very attached too or part of, but a family he'd fight with regardless.
Erebus had all his equipment with him, so he was going to fight anyone who said no. However, the hope was that they'd understand this was happening one way or another, and just accept their realities for what it was. Donning his orange get-up, hidden with a cloak, the Rogue shouted down to the people.Not willing to let them pretend this didn't go unheard.
"Listen up. I'll only say this once, Eternal Nightmare, the newest guild in the region... Now owns you, and this town." Erebus felt a pain in his chest, a lump in his heart. This had once been his home, a home unforgiving no doubt but still his home. "As we speak, the royals at Castle Phantasm are already being filled in themselves. We'll protect you, in return, you'll aide us. The facts are simple, we are the strongest in this region, and now we are taking this place away from you." Erebus spoke with a sadistic tone, after 10 years in a mental abyss, his mind had grown uglier. He was not so nice anymore.
He stood there a bit longer, waiting the silence out. If no one opposed him then he'd go back to the Pub, his declaration set in the minds of the cattle beneath his gaze. Erebus was the Nightmare's Sword, and stood upright to show their strength now, the strength of an Eternal Nightmare.
Erebus had all his equipment with him, so he was going to fight anyone who said no. However, the hope was that they'd understand this was happening one way or another, and just accept their realities for what it was. Donning his orange get-up, hidden with a cloak, the Rogue shouted down to the people.Not willing to let them pretend this didn't go unheard.
"Listen up. I'll only say this once, Eternal Nightmare, the newest guild in the region... Now owns you, and this town." Erebus felt a pain in his chest, a lump in his heart. This had once been his home, a home unforgiving no doubt but still his home. "As we speak, the royals at Castle Phantasm are already being filled in themselves. We'll protect you, in return, you'll aide us. The facts are simple, we are the strongest in this region, and now we are taking this place away from you." Erebus spoke with a sadistic tone, after 10 years in a mental abyss, his mind had grown uglier. He was not so nice anymore.
He stood there a bit longer, waiting the silence out. If no one opposed him then he'd go back to the Pub, his declaration set in the minds of the cattle beneath his gaze. Erebus was the Nightmare's Sword, and stood upright to show their strength now, the strength of an Eternal Nightmare.
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