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[Dealer_Of_Decay]

(ok, I was looking around the rp forum and saw alot of good stuff, just nothing I know enough about to enter, so I figured I would start something. Anyone is able to join, so long as you don't go crazy with stuff. Good, bad, neutral, not sure. I dun care about the alignment, just know what your doing before you do it. Not sure about something? Rhyno_Restored on game, or PM me. I'm very easy to get along with XD. Even if your new and would like to practice, just tell us that your new because... well, honestly... I'll think your an idiot otherwise, and I hate have negative feelings to other people. You can make up a character, use your main like I did or whatever else takes your fancy. Just try to work your way into the stroy. Creatures may be made up if the storyline calls for it, but it is Nightmist based.)

(P.S. this is my first rp thing on nightmist, don't crack on me to hard lol. It might not be the best until the rust flakes off.)

He looked up from the wild snake he was currently munching on, sitting next to a small fire he had built for the night to rest by. He heard someone moving nearby in the forest, and as all berserkers were, he was cautious as to be ready if a foe should approach. The human stood at 6' 2", had a good build and had the glint of fire in those icy blue eyes. His black hair fell to the top of his shoulders, looking rather well-kept for the circumstances.

"Who's there?" He called, grabbing the trusted halberd from the fallen log he was using for a seat. He was only known as one thing around these parts, and that was Rhyno. If he had a true name, he could not remember, nor was he raised being called it. He couldn't even remember the last place he had called home.

A tall robed man stumbled out of the forest and fell to the ground, the red glint of blood pouring from his back was appearent in the light of the campfire. As was the large arrow that protruded from the back of the man.

He raised an eyebrow and approached the man, poking him softly in the shoulder with the point of the halberd, though from the amount of blood lost he could already tell he was dead. He pulled the arrow from his back and noticed the crest of Arilin within the wood. He shrugged lightly and nealt, searching through the pockets on the robes, looking for anything that might be money, or items of value to buy himself a place to sleep when he got back to town.

He only found one thing in the robes, a scroll. He broke the seal and unrolled it, a few words were to big for him to read, but he managed to understand the letter...

It read: "To he whom may find this letter. I am writing to tell you that I have stumbled upon a treasure to great to mention by name. It was hidin by me, the great mage Tolkensen, to keep from the hands of the evil ones who wish to use it's powers. If you found this, I am dead. You must find this treasure and seal it's cave that guards it, no one can bare this power without terrible pains to their soul. Go to the Arilin Tavern and ask for the barkeep, tell him you found my letter and that 'The Crows have been killed.'"

Rhyno scratched his head, what did it mean the crows have been killed? He shrugged lightly. Maybe this treasure would be worth finding. He wasn't the strongest person ever, so he might not be able to do this alone. He would manage, as he always did. With a shrug he turned and set back at the fire, at first light he would leave for the tavern and find this barkeeper.