::Fearless of the fate that may await them, thousands of Samurai stand just outside the central province of Valadyr, having never hiddem their march into the great nation. by themselves alone, with no siege machines, no tricks, nothing to hide, they remain unflinching. At their head, he sets upon the back of a war-mare, her hair spotted with black, covered by armor.
In his hand, Rai gleams, trembling in anticipation of the coming battle. So longing to cross with the legendary black blade of the king of this land, she cries for the blood of the magical blade. She knows her purpose, her destiny to destroy blades like the one that waits in the capital.::
"Today I will win...or a warrior's death take me."
::Shuuen stretches his arms, grabbing his blade once more.::
"Give them chance to surrender."
Subject: Laced with Blood Red Tears 
Wed Dec 26, 2007 3:56 pm
