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The night turns dark, in the desert from the northeast a black vortex opens.. and a warrior whose hair as white as snow, wears black armor, skin pale as the moon, eyes that glows blue comes from within the vortex

Human:So i've escape the land of cherga. That means Verishna must of been banished, or I serve another purpose for coming back to this land. This land which i was born, this land of which i love and hate the most.. Did the gods spare me, or has my fate yet been played out? For so long it seems that i have journeyed in the lands of cherga, mindlessly wondering in search for a new purpose.. Perhaps it was him.. The voice that i had heard which led me to ashkatuul so long ago. And then the one that commanded me to raise Drakhen. If this is the case. Then my purpose is clear.

The clouds overhead start to storm and then rain, he glimpses down and finds his firesword which now have dark glowing runes on it. He stares off as if he's in deep thought

Durik: That voice had led me to the land of cherga, made those whom i loved, dispise me, perhaps its time for me to chose my own path.. I swear... if its the last thing i do... i will over come the lord of the dead.. and take his spot.. I will find a way to over come any limitation that comes my way.. Then when i meet the god of hatred himself, i will make him remember that ancient battle. Devoured by chaos itself he is, but i will always have something he cannot, control... It is us mortals who have fought against him, for so long have we kept his minions at bay, for so long has he tried to take our souls for his own purposes, perhaps he hears my thoughts now. I know we as a whole, could even have more power then they? Their power seeming endless, but what gives it power? Knowledge of themself i think, if it be an artifact then they can easily be devoured, but if we learned more of ourselves, then perhaps we could expand our knowledge and wisdom into power beyond ourselves? If we could do that then perhaps.. then and only then will we have a chance to strike back. If such a thing is possible then i would give my life to achieve it.. I have gone through the land of cherga, fought alongside the demon ashkatuul, summoned drakhen, ate the fruit of the gods. For once, i am not ashamed at being the level that we are and can be, for we can be much more.

Picks up his burning sword, as he grasps it, a bright light comes from the runes and through his arm. He then makes his way to the town of trollsbane

This warrior Durik, which has spent much time thinking of his evil deeds of the past has returned to this world... Does he seek power for himself? Or does he truley feel going on this journey will turn things right?

Two gray glowing eyes immidiately spotted the strange newcomer with a glowing sword from the shadow of the town wall.

-Is this one for me? - Konstantin thinks. - Doesn't look like one of theirs... I guess I'm safe, I'll let this one go.

Konstantin disappears. He is always cautious of newcomers, and doesn't miss a single new warrior arriving to the town.

Durik making his way to the near by inn, takes a look around him, everything seeming diffrent then the way it was before. Maybe it was that he may of missed the town, or perhaps something else. He finds the Inn and speaks to the Inn Keeper and gets a room.

Durik thinking to himself: Something feels alot diffrent from before, I should maybe keep my head down for a while, only speaking to those who know me not, even so, looks into a mirror, seems that they wouldn't reconize me.

He slides his sword into its holder and puts it by his side. He lays there hoping to dream or feel at least one bit tired, but cannot. He just lays there and soon the sun rises in the west. The sounds of early birds sing through the air. Voices can be heard in the streets.

Durik says to himself: Today i research, find everything out about the doorways, verishna, and the history. Then i go into meditation finding answers that I can feel i know deep inside me..

He Gets up and leaves the Inn into the streets of trollsbane.

Durik travels through the town to the Inn when he meets a woman who'se hair seems to brighten like the sun in swirls. He goes into the inn and has a drink with her

Durik: Thanks for the drink.. Might i ask you if you have any knowledge of an ancient battle?

Woman: No.. well.. i did hear of a raid from orcs who tried destroying a monestary, the one that owned it hid the book from them.

Durik: Hmm... Orcs are mainly of the blood god, and if he's after the book then... i must find it first. Which direction to the book?

Woman: To the west.

Durik: Thank you, m'lady. I must go there immediately.

Durik sets out to the western monastery, where he searches the books. Until he finds an old tome behind the book case, The book of Verishna.

Durik thinks to himself: So... this at least i can use.. Verashina.. So the blood god is after knowledge of her?Takes out the book. I think i'll hold on to this for a while..

Durik goes into study of the book at the witches eye rocks. He learns there about an ancient battle of verishna and ashkatuul.

Two evils which has fought each other from before time. Durik finds himself of helping both sides, it intrigues him to know that everything happens for a purpose, but is still wondering about his purpose. He gets done reading it and returns it to it's place, and returns to town