[table][row][/row][row][cell][center][h3][color=009ACA][b]White Reaper[/b][/color] [color=#2E2C2C]__________________[/color][/h3][/center]
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[i][color=009ACA]I walked the path that led me to the end
Remember
I'm caught beneath with nothing left to give, forever
Grey skies will chase the light away
No longer
I fought the fight now only dark remains
Forever
Divided I will stand
And I will let this end[/color][/i][/sub][/right][/cell][/row]
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The chains rattled as the wrinkled hostage was shoved into a small storeroom of sorts, the walls lined with cheap armor pieces, clothes, and weapons. An armory, and not very well-kept. It would serve its purpose though. Swiftly multiple cloaks were pulled from their storage, along with identity-concealing masks. [color=009ACA][b]"You will keep still."[/b][/color] The White Reaper stated, less of an order, more as a fact, as he placed the mask on the hostage and dressed him in the shabby, dull garb that robed him from head to toe, complete with a cloaking hood. Underneath, donning the old man in the leftover armor. The breastplate wouldn't do much in its weathered condition, but it was better than nothing.

While putting on a robe for himself, making the two in the room look very similar, the reaper considered the weapons lining the wall. Eventually he settled upon a [url=https://media.indiedb.com/images/games/1/9/8086/10082350224_daa9bc90de_h.jpg][u]spear[/u][/url] that the years had been kind to. Taking it, he tied it to the old man's back, granting him the weapon. [color=009ACA][b]"Keep yourself alive if it becomes necessary. Know that we will notice such an obvious weapon being drawn."[/b][/color] Not only would drawing the spear involve clear motion to unsling it, the chains on his arms would limit its usability, a large hindrance for anyone without plenty of skill.
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[i][color=009ACA]The sun begins to rise
And wash away the sky
The turning of the tide
Don't leave it all behind
And I will never say goodbye
When angels fall with broken wings
I can't give up, I can't give in
When all is lost and daylight ends
[b]I'll carry you and we will live forever[/b][/color][/i][/sub]
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