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Join Date: Aug 2008
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In Jerusalem, 1191, the Dark Ages had just begun. In a kingdom called The Holy Land, there was a King called Sir Richard Havok. He ruled his kingdom with pure evil. Almost once in a month he had an execution. He executed assassins. Assassins who tried to kill Sir Richard Havok. But all of them failed, all of them. They didn’t have the training that was needed. They could fight, but they couldn’t go in to the castle unnoticed. But I could, I have trained in 8 years, and finally, Am I ready to do what everybody ells had failed with. I have trained in 4 years to fight, and the other 4 years with “Freerunning”. We call it freerunning because we are running on roof tops, we drop down from 7 feet. We climb up on church tops. And after 8 years I’m ready. I’ll Finally get my revenge on the man who killed my mother. I’ll kill Sir Richard Havok, my father. My name is Ubï Havok. __________________
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