Rise of The Fallen
So here I was, sneaking around like a thief, stealing food and training in the dark.
Once I had filled my knapsack I headed to the training area, pretending I was as stealthy as a ninja. The nest was quiet, the lights still light but dimmed, and guards placed around the entrance and exits. None of them stopped me, after all I was no threat to them, their burning eyes simply tracked my movements as I went along with my business. Hoisting my scythe onto my shoulder a bit higher I continued walking past them. They stayed as still as statues, it was almost like they didn’t even breathe. I had spent a decent amount of time here, yet I was still an outsider, despite being soul tied to their leader