[i]The First Curse.[/i] This is my friends memory. Jarens memory. Jaren Ward never knew when to give in. Not to the fallen. They tortured him. Destroyed his ghost and scattered it's remains... But I know better. Even though there were too many of them I attacked. Determined to avenge my friend. And- OW!! Daren stop pinching me! I'm holding the mic now not you! Sorry. Anyways I drove the fallen away and recovers Jarens favorite sidearm. The Last Word. I decided to give it to Tex Mechanica but I stole a copy (shut up Daren) to make my own weapon. This time, my hand cannon wouldn't get the last word. It would be the first thing a minion of evil would hear and see. The First Curse. It's shots will be precise, hard hitting, and long ranged. [spoiler]This is my version of the first curse.[/spoiler]