by JadeDragon75 » Mon Jun 23, 2014 9:44 am
Gracelyn: I smiled at the little one then shook of that edge of restless fear,"so what does your mama call you little one?" I asked her as I reached out and stroked a hand over her copper hair. "you remind me of my little sister Annabelle back home." I told her with a smile.
From the dawn of time we came; moving silently down through the centuries, living many secret lives, struggling to reach the time of the Gathering; when the few who remain will battle to the last. No one has ever known we were among you... until now.
He is immortal. Born in the Highlands of Scotland 400 years ago. He is not alone. There are others like him, some good, some evil. For centuries he has battled the forces of darkness, with holy ground his only refuge. He cannot die, unless you take his head, and with it his power. In the end there can be only one. He is Duncan MacLeod, the Highlander."