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Valashar quitely climbed the top of the ridge anticipating in the dark of the night his foes did not see him. As he crowned the top he looked toward the other side near half-way down the slope was a Orc patrol. Pulling his bow from his shoulder and notching an arrow he took aim on the leader a large Orc with a massive two handed rusty blade. Releasing the arrow he immediatly dropped the bow instantly drawing two longswords from beneth his voluminous black cloak charging down the hill. The orc leader in the mean time dropped an arrow protruding from his eyesocket the orcs turning in unison saw the only feature that escaped form benith his cloak his eyes that glowed a soft white glow and reflected off of a stray strand of platinum colored hair. When Valashar was nearly ontop of them they finally broke free of their fear and launched to the attack. A mear 2min later the battle ended two of the remaining 4 orcs were cut in two with torso and legs facing opposite directions the other two had been toyed with. Each had slowly had their joints and legemants severed. First their wrists and ankles then knees and elbows then hips and shoulders and finally he removed their heads from their bodies. Turning around Valashar mumbled a silent prayer to his father to watch over the foolish who tried to fight him on his journey to destroy him. Walking away the only thing that could be seen in the still night was a deeper darkness against the dark and the soft glow of his eyes. It only stopped once to pick up a bow.
Valashar quitely climbed the top of the ridge anticipating in the dark of the night his foes did not see him. As he crowned the top he looked toward the other side near half-way down the slope was a Orc patrol. Pulling his bow from his shoulder and notching an arrow he took aim on the leader a large Orc with a massive two handed rusty blade. Releasing the arrow he immediatly dropped the bow instantly drawing two longswords from beneth his voluminous black cloak charging down the hill. The orc leader in the mean time dropped an arrow protruding from his eyesocket the orcs turning in unison saw the only feature that escaped form benith his cloak his eyes that glowed a soft white glow and reflected off of a stray strand of platinum colored hair. When Valashar was nearly ontop of them they finally broke free of their fear and launched to the attack. A mear 2min later the battle ended two of the remaining 4 orcs were cut in two with torso and legs facing opposite directions the other two had been toyed with. Each had slowly had their joints and legemants severed. First their wrists and ankles then knees and elbows then hips and shoulders and finally he removed their heads from their bodies. Turning around Valashar mumbled a silent prayer to his father to watch over the foolish who tried to fight him on his journey to destroy him. Walking away the only thing that could be seen in the still night was a deeper darkness against the dark and the soft glow of his eyes. It only stopped once to pick up a bow.
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