What a man must do. [SOLO]
Apr 25, 2014 14:07:33 GMT -6
Post by The Madness on Apr 25, 2014 14:07:33 GMT -6
Oleg let out a sigh, staring down into the ruins from his cliff. The city had been completely razed, along with most of the posessions and expensive items of the town also being gone. A ghost town in essence... Mark's town in name. The town which he had halfly destroyed. The other half was the Orange Demon's work. He still chuckled lowly once he had discovered his own "name of honor." Chaotic influence. The ring of that sounded good in his ears. He continued to stare down to the town, pondering for a long while on his next course of action.
Oleg slowly strolled down the cliff's more hilly part, his sword resting in it's hilt. Although it was probable that the thing was not needed. The town seemed abandoned when looked down from the cliff. It'd been atleast a few months since he had seen the town. He had not really kept up with time. As he finally reached down into the gates of the city, he had a small smile form to his face as he stared onto the burnt and open gates. It'd be just a short visit, and then he could forget about the damn place...
Oleg slowly reached the center of the city, the buildings charred to crisps, the fire having started from the center. Skeletons, mostly charred black, were all over. Oleg whistled a tune he remembered from his childhood. A quite happy song about a traveling merchant courting a local town girl. The song was based on the two haggling for the price of a ring, until the man offered the ring for free if the girl accepted to let him put it on her finger. He smiled, slowly arriving to a familiar house. Sure, it was burnt, and partly collapsed, but he could never mistake it... The house where Oichi began.
Oleg slowly strolled down the cliff's more hilly part, his sword resting in it's hilt. Although it was probable that the thing was not needed. The town seemed abandoned when looked down from the cliff. It'd been atleast a few months since he had seen the town. He had not really kept up with time. As he finally reached down into the gates of the city, he had a small smile form to his face as he stared onto the burnt and open gates. It'd be just a short visit, and then he could forget about the damn place...
Oleg slowly reached the center of the city, the buildings charred to crisps, the fire having started from the center. Skeletons, mostly charred black, were all over. Oleg whistled a tune he remembered from his childhood. A quite happy song about a traveling merchant courting a local town girl. The song was based on the two haggling for the price of a ring, until the man offered the ring for free if the girl accepted to let him put it on her finger. He smiled, slowly arriving to a familiar house. Sure, it was burnt, and partly collapsed, but he could never mistake it... The house where Oichi began.