Slade stepped onto the sand of the beach. He couldn't really feel it on his feet, because his boots were thick and lined with metal. Despite this, the change in texture on the ground was noticeable to his carefully controlled sense of balance. He moved just as smoothly over the sand as he did the hard floor of his Mistress's castle ( Read more... )

'For one who had traveled from spectral realm to material realm and back again, between not only different locations but different times in Nosgoth's twisted history, the portal of darkness offered little to fear ( Read more... )

((OOC: Hah hah hah, lj-cut to save you from my long-winded rambling ( Read more... )