HOME | DD

'Victory' — Description
Reaver had just killed his first captain. He demanded that his crew bring the dead captain's body into his cabin, and without asking, they did.
In what felt like a day's length of time. He dismembered the old man's stinking body.
And all that he could remember, was when he had stripped out of all his clothes, and held the old captain's severed head in his lap, looking into the dead eyes of a man who had put him through much humiliation and pain. "Don't look so sad, old man..." He murmured. "...I promised you, one day, that I would put an end to your wretched life." Then, he lifted the head off his lap. His fingers curled into it's scalp, and he kissed those cold dead lips again and again...

Reaver, from my last pic > he's the middle one in there

Reaver doesn't speak of moments in his life such as this. These days, he finds it 'embarrassing'. He prefers only to remember it as the beginning of his ascent into power.

I know, I know, it's pretty creepy. I'll put as much filters on it as I can, so that people know...

Enjoy!

Reaver © Lionhead Studios