he walks alone, at night, with his sword drawn.....he watches...
A large fellow, no smaller than 6 feet tall, wanders the mountains of varshikar. By day he rests and by night he sits watching down on the small town. The schedule repeats daily. He vanishes at dawn and appears at dusk. few have seen him, the ones that have is a child here and there, or a man catch a glimps of something from the corner of his eye...
The ones that have seen him describe the man as a muscular figure, apperently long hair. red or brown... Nothing more is known only that he wears little armor. No one truly knows where he came from. only that he is here Alone.
Alone
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I thought i was dead...
I remmeber little, a boat, a fight, an orc...my side is aching greatly and the pain is becoming a burden. the shore where i rest is cold at night, i am to seek higher ground... i dont remmember anything, but things seem framiliar.
Entry 2:....
I have found a road that heads deep into the desert, then to a mountainrange.... i passed outside a town, the sign read Varshikar... this as well rang bells but i could not hear what notes the bells rung. So i continue walking.
My shirt is damp with blood, and the rocks im climbing are tough to walk apon without shoes. My feet and my chest and my side all bleed. Everytime the wound closes, i rip it open, stretching for the next rock to climb
Finaly i made it to a small niche in part of the mountain wall... resting here will be much better as it is highe than the sea yet lower than the snow.... it is still uncomfortable...
Entry 3: I remmeber where i am.... Gobiath is what comes to mind but nothing more... im not as skilled in the sword as i thought i was but i can still hold myself up in battle, or so i assume... my hair grows long. my eyes are tainted by the golden strands of hair that reach over my eyes like hands trying to blind me. but somehow i see past... when i go to the nearest body of water for a drink, i oftne notice my eyes swiftly changing color. this i cannot explain, but every time i see it i remember it more....
I remmeber the boat. The fight... i was blown off the ship by some strange magic. why cant i remember more.... i must sleep now...
I thought i was dead...
I remmeber little, a boat, a fight, an orc...my side is aching greatly and the pain is becoming a burden. the shore where i rest is cold at night, i am to seek higher ground... i dont remmember anything, but things seem framiliar.
Entry 2:....
I have found a road that heads deep into the desert, then to a mountainrange.... i passed outside a town, the sign read Varshikar... this as well rang bells but i could not hear what notes the bells rung. So i continue walking.
My shirt is damp with blood, and the rocks im climbing are tough to walk apon without shoes. My feet and my chest and my side all bleed. Everytime the wound closes, i rip it open, stretching for the next rock to climb
Finaly i made it to a small niche in part of the mountain wall... resting here will be much better as it is highe than the sea yet lower than the snow.... it is still uncomfortable...
Entry 3: I remmeber where i am.... Gobiath is what comes to mind but nothing more... im not as skilled in the sword as i thought i was but i can still hold myself up in battle, or so i assume... my hair grows long. my eyes are tainted by the golden strands of hair that reach over my eyes like hands trying to blind me. but somehow i see past... when i go to the nearest body of water for a drink, i oftne notice my eyes swiftly changing color. this i cannot explain, but every time i see it i remember it more....
I remmeber the boat. The fight... i was blown off the ship by some strange magic. why cant i remember more.... i must sleep now...
Entry 4.....
This is my last peice of animal skin i can find... i wonder how it got here, anyway....today i am leaving down the mountain... or maybe in a few days, i will wait until the town below is empty... maybe i will find answers...
-Baurus
The small animal skin is set downin the dirt on the cliff's edge. The wind begins to blow and it is just enough to slide it down the edge.. the skin tumbles in the air and lands in the Varshikar fountain.
This is my last peice of animal skin i can find... i wonder how it got here, anyway....today i am leaving down the mountain... or maybe in a few days, i will wait until the town below is empty... maybe i will find answers...
-Baurus
The small animal skin is set downin the dirt on the cliff's edge. The wind begins to blow and it is just enough to slide it down the edge.. the skin tumbles in the air and lands in the Varshikar fountain.