Kurome sat in a caravan. His mission was clear, it was time for him to free his brethren from the bonds of slavery the humans had cast upon them. Kurome sat in the slow moving cart as he mentally prepared himself for the assault on the town in the Free Lands. His eyes were trained on the scenery as he contemplated his plan. The place he was going to was a small town in the middle of the Plain Land. It was a relatively unknown town... to anyone who wasn't interested in the buying and selling of monsters. To those who knew it was a rat den filled with all kinds of nasty and despicable sh*t. Kurome hated the idea of going to such a place, but found that he had no choice. With very low staff within the horde, it was up to Kurome to gain territory and show that not only the Horde but the Monster race were not ones to be taken lightly.
Kurome knew it would have been faster if he simply ran into town but found that it was much safer for him to simply ride in unnoticed even though he wouldn't get there till nightfall. Kurome wasn't worried about being spotted as a monster due to the fact that at the moment he seemed no different from the average old man. The only thing different were Kurome's eyes, due to his race he could naturally see through the night making his eyes glow at night. So once they got close to the town and the caravan driver looked back to check on Kurome, all he could see were glowing grey eyes staring back at him and an immeasurable amount of blood lust behind it.
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Kurome knew it would have been faster if he simply ran into town but found that it was much safer for him to simply ride in unnoticed even though he wouldn't get there till nightfall. Kurome wasn't worried about being spotted as a monster due to the fact that at the moment he seemed no different from the average old man. The only thing different were Kurome's eyes, due to his race he could naturally see through the night making his eyes glow at night. So once they got close to the town and the caravan driver looked back to check on Kurome, all he could see were glowing grey eyes staring back at him and an immeasurable amount of blood lust behind it.
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