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Amityvale-
A man about 9ft 6in was walking through the streets, and everyone was staring at him. Not for his height though but for his glowing elongated oval eyes and the giant sword on his back, the sword was about 6ft long and looked like a rectangle that had been cut from the top right side down to about 1ft below the top left side.
The man himself was wearing a cloak similar to Vayle's except in was black and pulled a bit tighter, but then it widened at the waist. It was sealed from his neck down to just above his groin. His ashen grey jeans ruffled down at his large black boots that had an oval bottom (not like cowboy more like Sam's from Danny Phantom ®) they had a metal strap just above the sole. He walked in a way that the rest of his cloak was not disturbed as his legs went out the front crease.
As he walked by people said, things like,
"Is he a hero?" said a baker
"He better be." Said his apprentice
"Do you think he'll try to take us over?" a woman said
"He would have said something by now." Her husband replied
"I don't trust him." An old codger said
"That's what you aid about Artix." His apparent wife complained.
When he finally stopped walking, it was in front of a fountain that seemed to b filled with blood with a specific blue moglin in front looking at his reflection and saying to himself "maybe a new look is a good idea."
"Ahem" the tall man coughed.
"What!?" the moglin yelled.
"I have come seeking training." He replied.
"Told yah," the old coot said in the
"Do I look like a teacher?" the blue dude asked," now fuck off."
This made the man angry, he picked up the moglin by one ear and whispered "listen you little shit, I know you can't fight so I can protect your ass from getting pounded to The Shadow of the Wind Village, all you have to do is teach me necromancy, got it Zorback?"
Zorback Through ally scared shit-less then peeped "alright I'll interview you at my hut."