Player Search Results
| Name | Level | Class | Desc |
|---|---|---|---|
| Kerkos is creeping death. | 83 | Mage |
You see nothing very special about him.
Slaves - Hebrews born to serve, to the pharaoh Heed - To his every word, live in fear Faith - Of the unknown one, the deliverer Wait - Something must be done, four hundred years So let it be written So let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one So let it be written So let it be done To kill the first born pharaoh son I'm creeping death Now - Let my people go, land of goshen Go - I will be with thee, bush of fire Blood - Running red and strong, down the nile Plague - Darkness three days long, hail to fire So let it be written So let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one So let it be written So let it be done To kill the first born pharaoh son I'm creeping death Die by my hand I creep across the land Killing first born man Die by my hand I creep across the land Killing first born man I - Rule the midnight air the destroyer Born - I shall soon be there, deadly mass I - Creep the steps and flood final darkness Blood - Lambs blood painted door, I shall pass So let it be written So let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one So let it be written So let it be done To kill the first born pharaoh son I'm creeping death |
| This Walker extrordonaire | 90 | Warrior |
A tall female clad in blood stained black armour is standing here.
she says ' why have you sought me out? i wish not to speak to any of your kind. you will stay away from me, unless i otherwise specify. you are always getting in my way stopping me from obtaining that which i fight long and hard for' after saying this she turns towards you raises a hand and says 'sleep' you wake up in the grunting boar in. wondering what happened to you. |
| Orphaen Avril Canaveral | 8 | Warrior |
A wolven spirit in human form.
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