OOC: Anyone is welcome, as long as you can write over four lines
Nergal stood upon stood upon a small rock situated in the middle of a large wasteland. Bodies littered among the hundreds on the ground, all slowly decaying in the face of time, the last few memories of a long forgotten battle.
The lone hooded and cloaked warrior stared across the wasteland, mist obscuring the view of normal eyes in over ten meters, but luckily for him, his eyes were anything but normal. Deep silver eyes glinted from under the darkness of the hood, narrowed and fierce.
Long has it been since I have walked among my past, my heritage, my creation...quite the place for a duel.
He rose his left hand up slowly and gripped the top of his hood and slowly pulled it back, revealed his young handsome face, alight with deathly pale skin, his hair of the bright sliver, spiked up at 5 inch's long his silver eyes now burning a bright white as they adapted to the light.
He would then emit a high pitched whistle from his mouth with pale lips and a small rustling could be seen in the back of his cloak and suddenly appearing from the under folds of his cloak was a large worm like creature. Its head covered in a darkened steel helmet in the design of a cobra head. The snake drew out it's ten foot long body, measuring at five inch's thick, it's body also encased in the same darkened steel, the snake also revealed that it was attached to the lower back of Nergal for some unknown reason.
He shrugged the staff of faces from his back and unhooked the strap that hung from it and tossed it to one side and he held the staff limply in his left hand and simply watched through the mist as he awaited an opponent brave enough to challenge him. His worm also brought it's head to his level and hissed silently awaiting it's dinner.
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