Post by Night Shade on Aug 3, 2010 12:04:55 GMT -5
Baki felt the chill of the night air prowl around him. Crouching on the rooftop of a church, the highest point in the district he smelled the night air. He liked it. He unsheathed his sword and waited. The most important thing of becoming of vampire he learned was patience. For years he trained, hidding in the shadows. Preying on those that wrecked of the foul smell of injustice. Today was just another day...
