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Posted: **Wed Oct 08, 2003 4:03 am**

Deies walks up to the village board. He scribbles a long message on parchment and sticks it on the wood. It reads:

Today ((or tonight)) Me, Rusty, Orcundo, a Man which I do not know had found Eliza to be sick. Rusty had to retrieve water from the Zelphia shrine when he returned, he gave the water to Eliza. He said that many zombies in the maze slowed him down. Eliza was worried aboout the shrine. The man said he had saw a demon crawling around Trollsbane. He had slain it but who knows how many mroe there are. Rustas is know guarding the shirne as for the man he is patrolling. This is a warning to everyone. There ahs to be some evil lurking about. Beware.

Deies walks away with a worried look on his face.

Posted: **Wed Oct 08, 2003 4:17 am**

Eliza Was Also worried about Elaralith as we heard her scream.

Posted: **Wed Oct 08, 2003 4:49 am**

I have killed many of these foul Creatures. Now it seems that Elaralith is in trouble. They are looking for a crown and they think a lizard has taken it. I shall guard the shrine and check in on Elaralith as well.

~Rusty~

Rusty walks away with a slight limp from the on going attack of zombies

Posted: **Wed Oct 08, 2003 4:58 am**

I have been down to the prison and it seems Elaralith is asleep although not a seemingly restful sleep. I shall go back to the shrine and see what more I can do up there.

~Rusty~

Posted: **Thu Oct 09, 2003 4:04 am**

After a quick visit around town I shall now return to the shrine incase some of those foul Creatures return.

~Rusty~

Posted: **Thu Oct 09, 2003 4:27 pm**

more and more scorpions are running around in the streets of trollsbane...be carefull and keep youre eyes open! something strange is going to happen, perhaps the gods will punish us for bad behavior some people had, stealing the seedlings...and the low interest on this problem most of the population had.

Posted: **Thu Oct 09, 2003 6:02 pm**

In a dark room, the hooded man sits alone, with a gleaming light of a single candle reflecting in his grey eyes, as he reads from some sort of a book, like an enchantment, or a scriptic writing...

Crying night...crying...night. The tears of a child. A cockatoo? A thunder crack?! The dead will walk the land of living...again. Skeletons rise. Bone and steel. Weeping. Weeping!
A bloated...sun... a single grape... They silently mock our emptiness...
Weeping. Weeping... weeping...

Posted: **Fri Oct 10, 2003 2:58 am**

I have seen evil creatrues roaming the streets of our poor town also. Yesterday i saw two rot worms going about and nearly didn't escape with my life.

-Ezor Edwickton

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