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September 15, 2005
An Acquired Taste
Blood and bones I wish I could take them to the baths first!
I taste their dirt and sweat, caked upon them.
The others tasted of salt from their sweat, yes. From the struggle..but they were cleaner.
So long trying to bloody get in again and now I wish to be back out.
This one was sweeter. Though I near had to fight for my share, like a bloody pack fighting over the kill though we were only two. He took his prize. I had my fill, if only for a moment as it started up again.
Fool. Served him right.
Fools, fools, so many fools within this city.
I passed the inn on my way to the slums again, and I actually took a moment to read the board.
They're at it again, that bloody pest. They say imitation is the highest form of flattery, but it's made me quickly despise ye.
I assume it is the same one. First to leave my spider upon the corpse in the hospital, and now using other trademarks of mine? Someone thinks I attacked them out in the forest when I've now been in here. When ye slew the entire orphanage my name was tossed about as well, and I was in the forest then.
Do ye seek to always keep far from me? A strategy, perhaps. Though I can assure ye that our paths will soon cross, and the counterfeit will not stand up to the original when put to the test.
Posted by Nybrylla at September 15, 2005 09:37 PM