*Pressing a old quill pen against the scroll in her sanctuary, fallyne begins to write. The room was filled with a damn darkness. That how she likes it, dark and alone. Away from the world, that is far from what she calls perfect.*
While Lady Sel and Lord Valthar are away, i think i might have some plans for myself. They Have fallen too weak, too much like one of them . They come to like the stench of this world, of this race. I have respect for them but my idea of this world is far from their idea. They havent tasted true blood and sacrifice as i have-
* a small mouse crawling up on her desk after a single crumb. Fallyne lifts one of her daggers and stabs the helpless mouse upon the table . The mouse that was innocent only looking for a single crumb now lays dying, with his foot kicking still and blood running out from underneath him*
We knights are not here to join these low lifes, and live happily in harmony. Those that do are weak.
I am going to show this world that there is one knight you will never bring down! I am not from this world or the world you think im from. I am straight from the depths of hell looking for blood, looking for death. I love the feel of killinga helpless being on their knees begging for their life thrills me. Pain, Anguish, and Death that what i specialize in. Those that try to stop me will only end up six feet under. Those that try to cage me i will just break free.
Those that see a shadow better hide , The hunter that trys to hunt me and capture me will ended up being the hunted. I am in every dark corner, in every allyway. I will come to you in your dreams. I will make every day you live a night mare. Dont close your eyes, dont go for a walk for if you do it be at your own risk. Im a knight by blood, i am a knight by choice. I am a knight that will make you think twice before you try to cross over me.
* signs off witha unique handwritting*
*lays the quill down beside the journal, as she lifts up and picks up the bloody dagger and scraps the mouse off the table. Looking at the bloody blade she grins as she slides it into her pouch*
