Snippet #1659962

Brant reached the area he was to be staying at for some time, well according to Lucifer anyway. It irritated him that he even had to do something like this in the first place, let alone have to be around 13 people he most likely would get along with for the most part. "Why a place like this? It makes me think of a rotten shrine." Wrath clearly was not pleased with how things looked on the outside, and seeing some people already there didn't help his mood either. Quickly Brant made his way to the temple, wanting to see how well he would get along with those already here. Before he even got inside however he could already feel anger flowing from inside, and what a wonderful feeling it was. What was this coming out of the temple? A human? "Looks like I can have a little fun before seeing everyone." Brant pulled out his sword and met the man as he was walking. The moment the poor human gently bumped passed Wrath he lifted his sword slightly and cut the man's arm off. As the blood quickly flowed out of the stub and the arm landed on the ground a scream of intense pain could be easily heard inside the temple. "How annoying," Wrath whispered as he made a quick sweep at the man's neck, smoothly severing the head from its body. With that the screaming was instantly silenced and Brant gave a strong downward sweep to remove the blood from the blade.

With that Wrath entered the temple, a smirk resting upon his face. "So who was the one that sent that stupid human out of the temple? I must thank you for sending me a little fun before boredom completely sets in while I stay in this dump." It was obvious that Brant had no regret for killing the man that now lay outside, headless and one arm cut clean off.

Once his eyes scanned over who was there Brant gave a sigh, "It doesn't seem like anyone here will be any fun. Oh well maybe something interesting will happen." Brant then walked over to a ledge and hoped up on it, giving him a perfect views of those currently gathered.