Post by Kinlee/The Jokers on Jun 17, 2006 10:35:35 GMT -5
In a line of one, down the dark Sunnydale road horse drawn, cape flowing behind the Eldest. A wicked smile on her face, as she dismounted on the Grass. The two other Sisters not to far behind they too jumped down cloaked in Black and silver robes with Red demonic symbols up and down the back of the cloak. The night air was thick with fog and the Girls smiled, this would be a perfect night, the moon was high and this sister had to find the right house before sun up. If not they would surely attract attention, The three sisters had no name, they were known only as The Joker’s. Do to each girls sense of humor.
The eldest of the Three stood on top of a crypt, The name was Monstur. An old family name going back to the mid seventeen hundreds. They worshiped the demon world for centuries. “Dark family roots, find us the quest we seek. A place to settle down and rest our weary feet.” A beam of dark light appeared showing the girls the way, with a smile The eldest jumped down onto her horse. “Come on Girls, lets ride…”
The eldest of the Three stood on top of a crypt, The name was Monstur. An old family name going back to the mid seventeen hundreds. They worshiped the demon world for centuries. “Dark family roots, find us the quest we seek. A place to settle down and rest our weary feet.” A beam of dark light appeared showing the girls the way, with a smile The eldest jumped down onto her horse. “Come on Girls, lets ride…”
