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Ok, So it's not a whole page, maybe 1/3 to 1/2 a page, but my goal is for the whole story to only be about 3 or 4 pages long...
Here is his description (unedited)
Hidden in the trees, watching, was Merashath. He was the brave knight’s assassin, sent by the dark lord of the forest. He was the exact same size as a human, and if you saw him, you may think that he was a human, deep in the shadows. Completely black from head to toe, Merashath was something to be feared. With talons of an eagle, he could easily tear apart the hide of a large bull. Seemingly small when he stood hunched over, you could pass by without any worries, unless you had seen him attack a hopeless victim before. Standing perfectly still, in the shadows Merashath would be, within reach of his prey, lurking, waiting for the perfect moment. When all his companions weren’t looking, he would silently spread out his wings and stand to his full height, and without any noise grab the unsuspecting victim from behind with his sharp talons, knocking him into unconsciousness, and after, without the realization of the poor mans companions, he would fly high into the sky and rip the man into two pieces, one side of the man’s head and chest, and the other of his legs and stomach, catching any blood in his mouth. He would fly to his master, and before giving him the body, he would eat it all, except the head, which he would present to the dark lord on a silver platter. Merashath was almost nothing like an eagle, except for the talons, and his shriek, whenever he rarely did yell out. The rest of his body was similar to that of a bat, with large menacing wings, and a long tail, which had been used many times for choking people when his favorite method of killing was not an option. Unlike a bat, his eyes were used, and when he caught anyone’s stare, the victim could be sure of death. But only one person had ever laid eyes on the awful Merashath and lived to tell the tale...
_________________ _________________________ THINGS AREN'T ALWAYS AS THEY APPEAR.
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