Quote:
Originally Posted by Knucklehead
K but no more groups til you meet one
4ever alone
Darinoc Bloodbreather
Race: Orc
Class: Warrior
Level: 4
AP: 4
DP: 4
HP: 28
Weapons: iron schimatar +3 AP
Armor: worn iron gauntlets, cuirass and boots +5 DP
You're just arriving at Port Jorl. Now that the war back home is over you've decided to come to the melting pot for work, hoping your battle tested skills can make you some steady coin. Or maybe you'll just enjoy the culture and find other ways to make your way.
Another fella on the boat nods your way. "What brings ya?"
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"Coin HUMAN ..nothing more ..nothing less ."
I warily eye this man for what seems like minutes on end. I wonder if he'll provide the information I wish to obtain.
"Do y00 noe of a mage by the name of Victroth Patreza?"
A resounding Hush washes over the remaining passengers
The man replies "but but..Vicyroth? He's one of the Undead !" His moustache is as dark as the deepest abyss!
I stand up in rage .snarling n shit coz ima orc nigga
Vicroth,? Let me tell u bout Vicroth!
He's brought shame to my family. Hrs stolen my name and has betrayed me countless times on end
I was supposed to be the leader of his Suicide Squad!
Damn you Victrothhhhh!