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The elven teen's name was Isaiah. His parents were murdered by guards under the supervision of King Hendrix because they wouldn't give up their property. This was the primary reason why he hated King Hendrix and wanted to watch him die a horribly painful death. He was 18. No one around him had the time to train him to become a fighter so he had to train himself. Isaiah taught himself to do hand to hand combat. His main weapon was any type of lead pipe he could find laying on the ground. He often stole from people from time to time to buy himself clothes and essentials so he could survive. Isaiah jumped off the roof and grabbed a lead pipe he saw laying on the ground, repeatly hitting it on the ground. The loud banging alerted Duncan and the mind possessed Orion. " Should I take the kid out, Master Duncan?" asked Orion. Hmm." He doesn't pose as a threat just yet so don't do anything. Isaiah started running towards Duncan. Before he could reach Duncan, Orion drove an elbow to his stomach, stopping him in his tracks. Isaiah collapsed on his knees beginning to cough up chunks of blood. He then was kicked in the face. Duncan looked at Isaiah and started laughing. Kid, it will be best if you back down." What do you want from me?" Isaiah could feel he had some broken bones. Isaiah vomited up blood. " You work for King Hendrix don't you?!" Duncan raised his eyebrow. No, I don't." I actually came here to attempt to stop his plans of attack." Isaiah was naive. I don't believe you!" Isaiah bolted past Orion, managing to appear in front of Duncan's face. He cracked Duncan in the head with the lead pipe he grasped tightly in his hand. The lead pipe broke into. Blood started pouring down his forehead. Isaiah knew he was in problem. " You will pay for that, Isaiah." Duncan read Isaiah's mind.
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The elven teen's name was Isaiah. His parents were murdered by guards under the supervision of King Hendrix because they wouldn't give up their property. This was the primary reason why he hated King Hendrix and wanted to watch him die a horribly painful death. He was 18. No one around him had the time to train him to become a fighter so he had to train himself. Isaiah taught himself to do hand to hand combat. His main weapon was any type of lead pipe he could find laying on the ground. He often stole from people from time to time to buy himself clothes and essentials so he could survive. Isaiah jumped off the roof and grabbed a lead pipe he saw laying on the ground, repeatly hitting it on the ground. The loud banging alerted Duncan and the mind possessed Orion. " Should I take the kid out, Master Duncan?" asked Orion. Hmm." He doesn't pose as a threat just yet so don't do anything. Isaiah started running towards Duncan. Before he could reach Duncan, Orion drove an elbow to his stomach, stopping him in his tracks. Isaiah collapsed on his knees beginning to cough up chunks of blood. He then was kicked in the face. Duncan looked at Isaiah and started laughing. Kid, it will be best if you back down." What do you want from me?" Isaiah could feel he had some broken bones. Isaiah vomited up blood. " You work for King Hendrix don't you?!" Duncan raised his eyebrow. No, I don't." I actually came here to attempt to stop his plans of attack." Isaiah was naive. I don't believe you!" Isaiah bolted past Orion, managing to appear in front of Duncan's face. He cracked Duncan in the head with the lead pipe he grasped tightly in his hand. The lead pipe broke into. Blood started pouring down his forehead. Isaiah knew he was in problem. " You will pay for that, Isaiah." Duncan read Isaiah's mind.
The elven teen's name was Isaiah. His parents were murdered by guards under the supervision of King Hendrix because they wouldn't give up their property. This was the primary reason why he hated King Hendrix and wanted to watch him die a horribly painful death. He was 18. No one around him had the time to train him to become a fighter so he had to train himself. Isaiah taught himself to do hand to hand combat. His main weapon was any type of lead pipe he could find laying on the ground. He often stole from people from time to time to buy himself clothes and essentials so he could survive. Isaiah jumped off the roof and grabbed a lead pipe he saw laying on the ground, repeatly hitting it on the ground. The loud banging alerted Duncan and the mind possessed Orion. " Should I take the kid out, Master Duncan?" asked Orion. Hmm." He doesn't pose as a threat just yet so don't do anything. Isaiah started running towards Duncan. Before he could reach Duncan, Orion drove an elbow to his stomach, stopping him in his tracks. Isaiah collapsed on his knees beginning to cough up chunks of blood. He then was kicked in the face. Duncan looked at Isaiah and started laughing. Kid, it will be best if you back down." What do you want from me?" Isaiah could feel he had some broken bones. Isaiah vomited up blood. " You work for King Hendrix don't you?!" Duncan raised his eyebrow. No, I don't." I actually came here to attempt to stop his plans of attack." Isaiah was naive. I don't believe you!" Isaiah bolted past Orion, managing to appear in front of Duncan's face. He cracked Duncan in the head with the lead pipe he grasped tightly in his hand. The lead pipe broke into. Blood started pouring down his forehead. Isaiah knew he was in problem. " You will pay for that, Isaiah." Duncan read Isaiah's mind.
