the tragic departure....... - ......of drag
Posted: Sun Sep 01, 2002 6:50 am
After the evil Dyluck has pounded again and again at my soul and body, I had no choice but to leave. With encoragment from mannling, dyluck killed me several time(137 time, REALLY!). I had no skills left to defend myself. I had lost all of the skills I had worked so hard for. I was redused to the mear image of a new comer(no offense). I fled, without having time to take any of my goods, not even a pie to give to Evilbuu one last time, with no time to say good bye to anyone, but the mear city of Troles Bane itself as tears ran down my cheek. As soon as dyluck chased me away, I tuned my head to see the town in wich I had spent most of my life in, to see Dyluck looting my deposit. All I have left is a shovel and a hamer. I will make for the other contenets and hope to make peace there. I wish that everyone be carefull of dylucks trickery, for the monster might seem good, untill he kills you as he did me just for fun and cruelty. I may return in the future, I may not. I would just like to appoligise to all that I never got to say good bye to. I will forgive you dyluck, even though you do not deserve it, I forgive you for pointless assault, for mocking a dwarf of power, and for being my only enemy ever in my years at Troles Bane. May be all learn to forgive and forget, and if we all may learn that, there will once again be peace in Troles Bane.
Drag, the casting dwarf
I shall return when there is peace once more, and Dyluck’s curruption is no more.
Drag, the casting dwarf
I shall return when there is peace once more, and Dyluck’s curruption is no more.