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4/26/2015 3:19:25 PM
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More like someone who harms them self * stabs self in chest with knife and leaves the knife in chest* I'm fine, my habits get people worried though*laughs
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Ah it's fine, you seem to be ok so I'm not worried. *passes you a glass of water* *takes whiskey for self*
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*takes knife out of chest and a dark energy heals it* thanks *takes water*
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Nope. So where do you come from?
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Darkwraiths originate from an ancient city called lordran, I don't exactly know my past, I just found myself in a place called the hunter's respite one day and that's all I remember*places knife in sheath*
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So your a bounty hunter?
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Yes, a man named jay wasn't all that nice to me and he threatened to kill me*laughs* thinking he has "ascended" only thing he has ascended to is a nutcase* laughs*
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*short laugh* Ah I'm not all that interesting, I don't have to many stories
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As for the hurting myself thing, I am not entirely sure about that. *folds down hood on armor and reveals a man in his mid 20's with various scars across his face, his eyes are gold with a blood red tint and his hair is a dark brown* so, jay thinks he is doing things for the greater good and tries to not kill hunters and then he turns around and decapitates someone.
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I assume you kill him.
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But he, killed the most powerful being to ever exist in one sword slash *stabs self in left hand*
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And that was?
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The moon presence, basically the cause of the beast plague and a god.
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So he killed a god?
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Basically.
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Hm. Where is he now?
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A place called the hunter's respite.
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Hm. Can he be killed?
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Not sure *stabs self in left hand* just don't try it *takes the knife out and the wound heals*
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I probably won't, I feel like keeping my life
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Okay, thanks.
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Yeah, well, thanks for the conversation, I don't always get to just sit and talk. *gets up and downs last of whiskey* if you ever need guns, call cyberattaq. See you around man
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Ok*waves* see you is our paths meet again.
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I hope they will *walks out of bar and turns corner*
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*walks out of bar, trench coat clanking*
