The shadows of this land are long and darker than any seen before. They have grown so over the last year. Ever since the quest for the orb failed, the darkness has kept closing in, getting heavier every year.
The man kept his head down the whole time, not even opening his mouth, but instead pointing to what he wanted to order. His eyes were hidden by his cap, casting them in shadows.
When he left, he placed a $20 on the counter and left without change. As soon as he walked out the door, he glanced back once. The waitress saw a glimpse of the face he had been hiding- and nearly screamed. His eyes were completely black. His mouth was rimmed by a blue-black circle. He smiled at her and it seemed as if black mist seeped from between his teeth- which were nearly completely black.
He was a Shadowlord.
ohh, I like this. It makes me feel strange inside.
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