Morgoth
Ol' Bastard
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- Jul 5, 2000
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Wrathlance moved out into the crowd, looking for a suitable human. He sniffed, the scents of various bloods entering his nose, swirling in his head. He smelled a clean, sweet one, and moved towards it. He stopped before a beautiful girl who looked lost and confused in this hectic place. he walked up to her and smiled broadly. "Lost?" he screamed over the pounding music. She nodded, embaressed. He gestured, and she leaned close. "So am I. Let me buy you a drink", he offered, giuding her by her back to the bar. He caught Desiree's glance, nodding with his head to the girl, seeking an affirmative.