Arrow's Fallen
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Last published Thu, Apr 6, 2017
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ARROW.
Badass silent archer-parkour-intellectual type girl. With her desirable abilities, she stands to gain a high rank and reputation within the Swift Assassins Guild. Her one problem is making the wrong enemies...dangerous enemies.
FALCON
Quick-witted Sergeant next in line for Swiftmaster. Can transform into a silver falcon, the fastest ever recorded. Is in charge of training Arrow, an upcoming fielder. Also...has taken a liking to her he refuses to acknowledge. Feels as if she is familiar...
SWIFTMASTER MALANE
Brash and has a proud ego. Wields a golden sword, golden bow with golden arrows, golden plated everything. Rule follower and easily provoked but otherwise level-headed.
MYSTERY
A truly mysterious and snarky shapeshifter of the opposing guild, the Horde. Struggles with her overbearing and power hungry father, Wraith. Also has an everlasting grudge against Arrow.
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Two guilds, one of mastery swordsmanship and the other of silent assassination. Both are corrupt and seek to murder the other. It doesn't take much for war's storm to break. The question is, who will survive this bloody power struggle?
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