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| 2 | When Raven was a child he firmly decided that he was destined to become a prince. Or a princess. But after having kissed about 217 frogs (give or take a few) he very nearly gave up. But then he realized that there were more to fairytales than kissing frogs. They were all about the struggle! All about the heroes journey. And his struggles through school surely confirmed his theories. | |
| 3 | But nothing changed, and as time passed he grew more and more disgruntled. No longer could he relate to the beautiful heroes and heroines of the fairytales he so loved, but instead he felt a strange attraction to those on the other end of the scale. The evil stepmothers, wicked wizards, big bad wolves and so on. | |
| 4 | - | Creating an elaborate outfit with a silver crown adorned with horns and a feathered collar, he began crafting his own perfect story. One where he was both the hero and the villain. |
| 4 | + | Creating an elaborate outfit with a silver crown adorned with horns and a feathered collar, he began crafting his own perfect story. One where he was both the villain, yet somehow the hero. For how could someone as brilliant as he possibly lose? |
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| 6 | - | In what appeared to him as the perfect castle on the side of a mountain he gathered you all. Chained to the floor of a grand throne room, lined with skeletons and torches. When you awake the throne room is void of all other life, save for the silhouette sitting in the throne. |
| 6 | + | In what appeared to him as the perfect castle on the side of a mountain they gathered you all. Chained to the floor of a grand throne room, lined with skeletons and torches. When you awaken the throne room is void of all other life, save for the two silhouettes sitting in the dual thrones. Identical except for the color. One pitch black, made of metal so dark the reflection you see in it frightens you deeply. The other, a crisp white, beautiful and pure, so bright the light emitting from it nearly hurts your eyes. The black throne nearly seems to absorb the light of the white one, strangely enough. |
