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[Pasha]

                                        My Story of Life

My name is Pasha and I was born in the dwarf’s city Longmine, which can be found at far land call Mehtorn. I grow with my stepfather and I never saw my real parents but from library’s book I found out that my father and mother went and never came back form old war at the south and they left me in the Irmorom’s temple where my stepfather found me. All my life I learned about blacksmith craft but never forgot to practice few horse a day in fighting with shot sword and axe. My stepfather always had time to help me with that and show me few tricks in close combat.

 I will not tell u all about my life until two day from my 20th birthday. At this day messenger form our king Coristar came to our city with bad news about army of unknown creatures which came on big ship from the west of our land. Now they destroying our cities and killing our people. Next day nearly all of young warriors in our city went to the capital city Dorfet to join king’s army. I stayed behind to celebrate my birthday.

 Only few people came on my 20th birthday and few gifts I got, but only one gift I used for long time. It was gift from my stepfather, chain shirt, shot sword, big axe and specially made for my dwarf helmet. On the same day I got best pony I could find in the city (horses is too big for dwarfs) and galloped to the Dorfet. In few days I caught with my friends from city and let my pony go home.

 Next all week I was walking to Dorfet and nothing interesting happen but when I got there my new life started. First of all there was already big army of voluntaries from all of the sides of the Mehtorn. In army were many dwarfs, orcs, humans, elves and gnomes, even small halfling and lizardsmen from nearby water town joined army.

 I got in the small dwarf squadron, our mission was to patrol west lands and protect it until whole army will collect and ready to go. We moved to lil village without name and made there our headquarters. We peacefully patrol forest and fields and for long time did not meet creatures.

 One day we heard screams of our squadron soldier who was patrol lil grain field near by. Other nine friends and me picked up ours weapon and ran to the creams. When we came here it was too late. Five big ugly creatures looked like half orc half troll half-human killed our friend and they were just sitting at the middle of the field chewing his guts! I got my shot sword out and was ready for revenge. Ten of us crept to them by hiding in the grain. In fact this creatures were pretty dumb. We easily attacked them from the back, but we did not ever think that our weapon would not do any damage to them! I jumped out of the grain and hit creature on the head (they did not have a helmets and any armour!) and my sword just bounce from it and I nearly cut myself. My friends had same bad luck. We just could not do anything! None of our weapon could cut their skin, so we hid back in the grain and went to our headquarters with very bad news!

 Few hours later two of our squadron’s soldiers left headquarters and galloped on ponies back to Dorfet with message for king from our commander. All who staid back hid at the forest and waited for help.

 After three days army of two thousands orc and human came to place of event. We show them all places around and helped killed nearly fifty of creatures (helped I mean standing away and watch how orcs and humans with their big sword were killing creatures). But it wasn’t the end. In only two day we (I mean whole orc human army and us, dwarf) built wooden wall around village and cleaned up some fields for food.

 After one month another army of five thousands warriors and mages came for help. From rumours I find out that ten thousands of warriors went to west north to attack one of the main creatures base.

 For four month I was patrolling and killing (now I really mean killing) creatures with magic fire sword which were given to all small races like dwarf, gnome and halfling. After that time for attack came. Our army of four thousands (others died) went more to the west sea for attacking beach-base of creatures.

 When we came to beach there was already big battle. Without any rest we put our armour on, took out weapon and ran to enemy base. I think it were the scariest hours of my life. I saw how many good warriors were just brake a half by big creatures, how people with out arms and legs were lying n the ground and screaming for help, how creatures picked up small halfling and eat them with one bite! I think I never will forget it and I always will see their faces at my dreams.

 We won this battle but many creatures got n the ship and sailed away. Our king was afraid that they would come back and attack us again, so he sent forty ships full of warriors to find creature’s track and kill them.

  I was the one of the warriors who sailed away from the home. I do not want tell u all about my sailing in the ocean, maybe I will write about it late but now I want to tell u just one story and how I get to land where we all life now.

 After two years of fighting on the unknown lands and sailing around the world we stopped at lil island called Murawlo. There were living a lot of humans and gnomes. I bought room at hotel and first time in two years slept on comfortable bed. On next day (we got one day free) I wondered around city. Do not know why but I came to lil shop-library (here u can buy or borrow book). I looked around the shelves and could not find book for myself to read on the ship at boring nights. So I just was walking around when I saw lil door. I opened it and came to lil room with a lot of shelves with book in it. I looked around and in the central shelf I found big book, it called “Stories of all races”. I opened this book and started to read, I could not take my eyes from the pages, in few minutes I read about far lands, unknown to me races old legends and about great battles. With all my strength I took close book and went to shop keeper to buy it. When he saw this book his face changed and he said that is book is not for sell, so I showed him my big axe and after long “friendly” talk with him I bought book (I paid well for it!). Next day we sailed away.

 My entire sea journey continued for nearly five years. One day, in big storm my ship got lost and we stopped at some island (it was island, which we all call our home). My captain told me to go to forest and check if anybody lives around. So I went down to the beach when big group of skeletons attack us. I took my axe out and got ready to fight. Ten skeletons came out of the forest. I jumped on them and with my axe I just crashed all of them. It was good fight, but when I turned around I saw no ship! I ran around on the beach like idiot screaming but ship never came back.

 For two days I camped on the beach with angry skeletons around me. Nearly every two hours few of skeletons were attacking me, even at night I needed to wake up for ten times to fight of the skeletons. So after two days of fighting I picked up my stuff and went in the forest to find if anybody lives around and if not then to just meet my death. I fought many skeletons on my way and in the end I came to the river. I followed it and I came to good rocky area (and found out that it good place for mining). After I went across it I found a town! I was so happy so I nearly kissed sheep, which was running nearby! I ran in the town and met few people who told everything about town and became my friend.

 I sold all my old armour and weapon for good price, on this money I bought shovel and hammer for myself. I started new life with it and now I life and well known to u all my readers! Thx for spending lil time reading story of my life. Late I will write to u great stories from book “Stories of all races” and u will see how big and beautiful word of Illarion is!  

For now bye! See u next time!

[Leif]

a story very like mine...
but i come from the forgotten islands.... few dwarfes live there... and noone lives there now...
i went in a storm between the forgotten islands and here...
is it only us? or do dwarfs seem to get lost on islands? hehehe....
but i was luckier than you...
if i had fought the skeletons i would never survive.... luckly i got help from
some friendly unknown (who are you guys? so i can thank you?, maybe it was the spirit?)
they helped me into the libarary... where i woke up, all washed up and bandaged....

i would be glad to help making your book... as im also a wiseman....
i have studied many races...
ask the people of illarion... i am known in many isles because of my journies...
if you want to listen to some stories, then ask me, i would be glad to tell...
(dont belvie everything people say... some say i am 7 feet tall with two heads and can breath fire.... i am a dwarf with 1 head and i only breath fire when i taste that strong
Ydla-cooking)

[Pasha]

lol okie im not really lost...maybe some day i will build the ship and sail to east, some where there my land Mehtorn and city... but not now, anyway i dunno how to build ships ..... i hope my stepfather still alive and waiting for me

Pasha