falling through the masses, the swift hands of Master Theif gathering to him that which he thinks not prized but needed for his life. Gold, items and other verious things. Here he stands alone in a group. always seen by the eyes of those around him but never by their minds. he is not but a drifting shadow, playfuly passing by with no cares for the world or its habits. This theif is Ookami Sicarius.
Ronin Kalvar · Sun Oct 08, 2006 @ 12:58am · 0 Comments |