Lethe: The river whose water washes away memory. SonOfThree and Shaylynn: The Leaders of the Merovingian faction Lethe. The HvrCft Thorn: The flagship of Lethe, captained by SonOfThree.
~Recruitment Information~
We are currently looking for operatives and crews who are interested in building a strong Merovingian community. For more information please contact SonOfThree or Shaylynn. Lethe is a faction interested in forgetting the transgression and mistakes of the past, and you are more than welcome to join us.
~Faction Benefits~
We are always more than willing to assist a new operative; whether you need gear, help, training, clothing or just a place to stay, we're here to help.
Oh, the gentlemen are talking and the midnight moon is on the riverside, They're drinking up and walking and it is time for me to slide. I live in another world where life and death are memorized, Where the earth is strung with lovers' pearls and all I see are dark eyes.
A *CENSORED* is crowing far away and another soldier's deep in prayer, Some mother's child has gone astray, she can't find him anywhere. But I can hear another drum beating for the dead that rise, Whom nature's beast fears as they come and all I see are dark eyes.
They tell me to be discreet for all intended purposes, They tell me revenge is sweet and from where they stand, I'm sure it is. But I feel nothing for their game where beauty goes unrecognized, All I feel is heat and flame and all I see are dark eyes.
Oh, the French girl, she's in paradise and a drunken man is at the wheel, Hunger pays a heavy price to the falling gods of speed and steel. Oh, time is short and the days are sweet and passion rules the arrow that flies, A million faces at my feet but all I see are dark eyes. -Dylan
So I will drink the River Lethe- but I won’t cross the water That’s a trip I leave for you And when I drink the River Lethe- you will be the lonely one I’ll forget I ever knew… I never knew… I’m ever new
Mack looks down to only see the pool of blood from the Zion bodies.. he takes a deep breath and sighs... times have changed things need to be done in a team... The WolfPack is long dead and he needs to move on... So Mack picks up the phone and types in the number.. ''Shaylynn... We need to talk.''
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