Blaine Michaels
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- Blackthorn 14 3/4" Essence of Raven Feather
Blaine Michaels stood at the bar in the Touch Nigh Club in Manhattan. He had come on a scoping mission, seeing what the place was like, as he was looking to buy it. The start of his empire was going well, already in possesion of one 5 star hotel, he was on his rise to fame and power. He sighed to himself, as he turned to view the club, glass of scotch in hand and wearing one of his favourite suits, he intended on having alot of fun tonight.
The memory of his disowning still fresh in his mind, his grin faded somewhat as he watched the crowd of people having fun. His whole rise to power had been because of his disowning, and now he wasnt sure if he still regretted what had happened, or if he was glad for it. "F*ck my life..." he sighed to himself, taking another swig of his whiskey.
The memory of his disowning still fresh in his mind, his grin faded somewhat as he watched the crowd of people having fun. His whole rise to power had been because of his disowning, and now he wasnt sure if he still regretted what had happened, or if he was glad for it. "F*ck my life..." he sighed to himself, taking another swig of his whiskey.