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4th Lash
[This entry finds Trevor walking down one of the settlement's back roads with firewood under one arm. He's ripped and stripped to the waist, a figure of barbaric comeliness. Or angelic savagery. Take your pick.]
Tempers are likelier to flare in this heat. But perhaps we men have other things to worry about in the way of flaring. After all, the Lord ( Read more... ) -
3rd Lash
For once, I am uncertain if brighter days are truly cause for celebration. Such doubt is unusual for one who fights to see the next sunrise.
I suppose we will have to wait and see if anything comes of this. Stay alert now, the lot of you. -
2nd Lash
A floating island. [mild fit of coughing here] I had no idea we had one this whole time. Let alone one that could rain down hellfire on the lot of us. T'would seem that here, even the very skies are our enemy.
Is anyone injured? I am no healer, but I can can come to you as soon as possible and see you to them.
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1st Lash
[This video transmission is showing what looks like the afermath of a terrible struggle. The broken tree trunks, torn branches, and shattered rocks strewn about mark what's left of a simple forest grove. Near its center, the carcass of a mutant bear lies slumped by a boulder. Look closely and you'll see several of its torso bones have been snapped ( Read more... ) -
HOW'S MY DRIVING?
This is my HMD/concrit post for Castlevania's Trevor Belmont. If you feel my portrayal of him leaves something to be desired, or if you believe I've done anything ICly or OOCLY that needs to be brought to my attention, then this is the place to do it. Lay it on me flat; I'm always open for improvement. I'll be a good sport about it, promise. ^_^