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(created 2015-10-15 16:51):
Please Note: This is my very first skin and this is my entry for the halloween contest.I have made a story to go with the skin and I hope you enjoy it very much :D
This Skin is meant to be a ghost ( The ghost of a bandit) this is how it relates to the Halloween Theme .... Thankyou!!
Story
One dark day, many years ago a lonely bandit wandered across a dark field.All this bandit cared about was money he had once been a peasant with a family, he had been very happy but also very poor.
His family could not afford to pay the rent on there house and in a few days they would be evicted from their home and they would be homeless, he wished there was something he could do. He would have done anything to help his family, he had a little brother who he loved more than anyone and who he would give the world to. Looking for a job he found the only work available, he enlisted in a local gang, who told him he could have everything he wanted if he joined them. And so he did. He traveled with their group for years and eventually became acustomed with their ways.For years the man who had once been called Tristan became an outlaw, a dangerous man hated by all. He became obsessed, obsessed with money and he would commit treacherous acts to get it.
After years of crimes and obsession the bandit was unaware that without his help, his family had been overcome by poverty and without food or home they had tragically passed due to the cold and harsh Winter.All across the lands there was one house that was famous for its vast hordes of gold and money, this house belonged to a dangerous Witch known to be one of the most powerful beings in the realm.The bandit didn't care, all he cared for was the wealth that the Witch possessed he needed it to be his. So that very night the loney bandit wandered through a dark field until he found the Witches home, a small hut with an old mahogany door.
The bandit was determined, he knew that the Witch would be asleep and he could sneak in easily and take what he wanted. Who knew, maybe he would come back and get more loot another day, it didn't matter for him because he knew all he needed was one trove of gold and he would be rich for the rest of his life.Carefully he climbed through the window, immediately he saw what he was looking for : a treasure chest filled to the brim with diamonds and jewels.He quietly picked the chest up and began walking towards the window to exit when he saw a looming figure in the darkness with a pointed hat and a warted nose. The lonely bandit gulped. The Witches red eyes bore into his soul rendering him powerless and terrified of the Witch.He couldn't move.
The Witch cackled menacingly and began to utter a spell, purple particles flying around the hut and smashing windows with loud cracks.
" I curse you to forever walk the lonely paths of time as a ghost and every hallows you will be reborn , a reincarnation of evil , you will bring fear to those around you, fear my gift and curse I have past onto you".
With this the Witch vanished and out of the smoke a pale figure stood with an evil grin on his face.A chilling laugh could just be heard and a whisper came out of his mouth, "I am the ghost of halloween, I am the Lonely Bandit and I have been reborn"!!