» Sat Jun 16, 2012 12:47 pm
As the suns harsh glare peaks over the horizon, the begings to change. New life is breathed into the land, giving color to the once black scape. Something dots the horizon. Another dot. More and more. The thunder hoofbeats and shouting of men can be heard in the distance...sounds like the death of many vampires, vile worms of dark. The army grows to the number of thousands, all with a will to kill, and a hearts filled with the merryment of vampiric death. They begin to chant, the words echoing off the surrounding landscape, as if the world seems to be in the chorus....DAWNGUARD! DAWNGUARD! DAWNGUARD!