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10-31-2016, 10:32 AM
LUTHER
Luther followed Matheo north, and he wasn't difficult to find. Even in the darkest of night, he seemed to attract all the light. The red twin smiled a little, the black flames billowing off his wings in a wicked herald to his lineage. He approached the setting with more faces (some of them familiar), and saw a black creature sitting there, playing a game with his audience. He watched his twin speak and laughed at all the junk this thing was handing out, and he decided that he wanted to play too.
First, he had to decide what though. Junk was... junk. He wouldn't keep it. But, wouldn't it be better to have some sort of cool curse or boon instead? Then he could terrorize some of the other children! "TRICK!" he bellowed.
