(Hey, it had to be done. I need that head. )

::Seagar as feels all the pain sucked out of his body and his wounds heal over, skin regrowing rapidly. Once all is healed over, bruises faded away, he stands. Reave stands as well, recovering from the pain. As he sees the creatures rush up to the entrance way he waves his hands and utters a quiet spell. Metal and wood are drawn up from the bowels of the earth to the surface and the meld together to form an double-bladed, dwarven battle axe. It hangs in the air in front of Seagar, waiting for him to take it. Reave smiles:: "That is for the trip back through this blasted cave. Hopefully it is good enough. I am no dwarven blacksmith, but I can make a mighty good axe. As for these fellows, I can take care of them now." ::swinging his sword in the air he utters a primal roar and brings his sword down, parrallel with the ground. Three lightning bolts burst forth from Suepse, one for each of the beasts, heading straight for them.::

"Justice Stands at Hell's Gate."

"Human beings are not meant to be restricted. Our eyes are open to so many things that are wrong. We are taught to dislike anything different, yet we are different."-David Draiman

"I am a sword with a double-edged blade, represented by a scale. I am divine. If you have been wronged, I am the one you must find, because I am blind. At the Adamantine Gates, I make my stand. Take my time-callused hand before I fade to dust. To rightfully deal me, is to be truly Just." - Reave

"A fallen angel banished from heaven, arises into the light to be received by the benevolence of God..."

"Its hard sometimes. I have such a strong sense of right and wrong. Such a belief that Justice is out there somewhere, and that every wrong will be rectified. I like to think of myself as a calm person. When I am things seem to work out perfect. But when I become rash it all blows up in my face. Is it my fault I like to see things work out perfectly? That I want to be that medieval hero I dream of, that makes the world a better place in the end?" - The Man Behind The Dark Knight

To all our dear friends who have left our frosty walls, for other worlds yonder, you will always have a home at the fortress and a place by the fire.

I am the Dark Knight of Hell, Reave the Just.

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E-Mail: ReavesRequiem@hotmail.com