11-13-2014, 12:50 AM
His new companion turned around with a little jumpiness to him. As he saw him turn around he saw the person eye Atelos down. As he linked eye contact with his new associate he saw the workings of a cunning man. I better be careful with this one. He could tell that the man knew who was dealing with. Atelos admired this. Even though he had the looks of a treacherous man he knew what respect was. Atelos liked this. He liked it a lot. He liked it so much he began to grin with some sort of pride and his aura grew a little brighter. Atelos gave into his pride and let his opinion of the man grow greater than originally.
"My name is Shang Tsung." The man's red robes and face indicated he had some ulterior motive…but Atelos didn't care. As Shang Tsung shook his hand with a firm grip, they outlooked to the grim dark city. This man knows how to make an impression The city's gloom could not deter Atelos' smile. The pride Shang made him feel, even it was fake, was enough to brighten his day.
“Are you also a foreigner in these parts? You seem a little too Grecian to be from Darkshire. Were you pulled into this realm as well?” said Shang.
Atelos chuckled. "To be literal I had not been invited to this world just recently." He grinned as he pulled his shield. He displayed his shield as if it were a trophy. He banged the shield several times with utter pride. "This… is a Spartan Shield. A great country…But that's far away now…" His aura turned a slight blue and seemed to rescind into Atelos.
Atelos shook off the emotion. "And what about you?" But before Shang Tsung could answer there was a thunderous roar of steps coming up the stairs. The pace seemed frantic and hurried. Looks like we have company He chuckled a thunderous roar and walked up his new friend patting Shang with much force staggering the sorcerer. He let out a great sigh and put his helmet on. His face immediately turned into a face that would kill. The staggering difference in personalities seemed to almost startle Shang. Atelos no longer looked like a man but a machine…a war machine with no purpose other than to fight or kill. His aura turned red and his glove ignited. As the steps grew louder so did his flames and his desire to fight.
"My name is Shang Tsung." The man's red robes and face indicated he had some ulterior motive…but Atelos didn't care. As Shang Tsung shook his hand with a firm grip, they outlooked to the grim dark city. This man knows how to make an impression The city's gloom could not deter Atelos' smile. The pride Shang made him feel, even it was fake, was enough to brighten his day.
“Are you also a foreigner in these parts? You seem a little too Grecian to be from Darkshire. Were you pulled into this realm as well?” said Shang.
Atelos chuckled. "To be literal I had not been invited to this world just recently." He grinned as he pulled his shield. He displayed his shield as if it were a trophy. He banged the shield several times with utter pride. "This… is a Spartan Shield. A great country…But that's far away now…" His aura turned a slight blue and seemed to rescind into Atelos.
Atelos shook off the emotion. "And what about you?" But before Shang Tsung could answer there was a thunderous roar of steps coming up the stairs. The pace seemed frantic and hurried. Looks like we have company He chuckled a thunderous roar and walked up his new friend patting Shang with much force staggering the sorcerer. He let out a great sigh and put his helmet on. His face immediately turned into a face that would kill. The staggering difference in personalities seemed to almost startle Shang. Atelos no longer looked like a man but a machine…a war machine with no purpose other than to fight or kill. His aura turned red and his glove ignited. As the steps grew louder so did his flames and his desire to fight.
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