by Leviathan~ » Tue Jan 24, 2012 8:12 pm
Ryoshi...
Ryoshi smiled. "We're too good at finding excuses, that's one thing." he said, chuckling a bit.
A lone rook sits poised at the edge of a cliff, sword drawn, eyes open. Against him, an army, its size near unfathomable. The rook smiles.
If only it were a fair fight.