As the sun set over the mountains, a rosy shine gleamed across the fields. Our messenger slowly trots along on his steed, head bowed, he thinks of his family. Killed by the Ramiden Clans last uprising, his son and wife were taken captive and murdered. He glances over his shoulder for the 8th time that day, only to be greeted by the hilt of his sword. As he rises over the small hill at his front, he is greeted by a large canyon. Clambering of his mount, our messenger reaches for a scrolls, tied to the back of his mount with a piece of rope. Strapping it to the container on his thigh, he draws his blade and sprints towards the large crack and takes a leap of faith.
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A silent message - script for a game :3
Adventure"If you have found this, It is most likely to late. The Ramidan Clan are rising again and if they succeed then our world is under a threat that words cannot describe. Take these words to your Sensei. An tell no one." General Togen This is a script d...
