S#!+ happens. Literally. We almost lost a couple members to a monster under the lake of refuse. I had no intentions of going in, but I couldn't let our... well, apparently shes a weretiger now? Anyway, I had to jump into the giant puddle o' muck and pull her out. This experience made our battle in the tower seem preferable.
I am very much looking forward to a rest, however judging by what I saw in the strange magical telescope we will soon have a cave of dragons to contend with. Let's hope the room up above is a good place to hunker down...
Post by dragonforgotten on Nov 26, 2018 1:59:48 GMT -5
I haven't known Karsi long, we met when the gnome brought us into Ards group. It was a quiet but very mournful trip for me after haven failed to change her fate. She's a anomaly that i didn't foresee. I saw many possibilities on how might join this motley group but she wasn't one of them. I foresaw a paladin riding a war bear accompanied with a war dog but I wasn't expecting her. Everytime i try to peer into her future i get blocked by this menacing aura coming from her sword. How we both find or selves alone again in the mages tower with a giant magic telescope but not for long. Arnie is missing, I'm deeply worried. I couldn't bear it if anything were to happen to young Arnie, he's only a child. I can only hope that my spell will keep him safe. Tul seemed tired after that battle so he left to scout. The attack seems to have stopped and speak of the devil that paladin arrived just in time. I had to wipe my face before anyone noticed I've been crying. With my keen eyes i discover this telescope is more special then I first believed. Karis saw that the old codger was spying on two black dragons. This cant be good. We should leave this place as soon as possible. I tinkered a bit and found only horror on my end. The entire keep is descending onto the tower! As soon as has just become NOW! No one will run though. I cant understand the logic but i cant allow Ards friends to die. So i must stay.
I've flung all my spells at the hoard but more still come. I had the fright of my life when Lora turned into this half beast monstrosity and jumped off the tower. You were right all along, there was something wrong with her but for now this is a problem for tomorrows me.
I don't know whats going on down stairs, i only hear screaming. Then i see him, the bullywogs cult leader. Ive forgotten his name but he's bad news. I shot everything i can at him. I remember stepping on the ledge for a clear shot and then a hail of spears. i awake to find Kovatch hovering over me with a empty potion vail and everyone in the room, everthing is quiet outside. i feel weak and sick. Everyone asks if i can make a hut, sadly i cant right now. my powers are just embers right now. I feel so useless at this moment. What kind of mage doesn't have spells. Nows or chance to retreat and we do just that. All we have to do is jump across this pit full of sewage and waste. It seemed easy enough till Lora was grabbed out of mid air. I have nothing left, absolutely nothing. All i can do is throw a rope and hope she grabs it. everyone is stabbing and shooting the beast, even Kovatch has jumped in while here i am with just a rope. I lose hope the longer i stand here . Suddenly the monstrocity erupts from the waste with and half dead Kovatch and Lora. I was so enraged i cast my deadliest cantrip and down the beast went. I dreamt of drowning. I learned water breathing for this exact moment. I had brushed off this dream as a event that would happen in the far future closer to water like a river or the ocean. I never thought you could drown in S***. i feel like a fool for underestimating drowning risks and the temperance of fate. We stumbled shagged tired. No place to rest, we are at or limits. Upstairs, its our only hope for safety. This was a mistake....
In his dream, Kovatch was going though the motions of a morning routine of martial arts. Designed more for warming and loosening up, the graceful dance of half-orc and his shadow was a sight to behold.
Suddenly the room darkened in a thick fog and throaty guttural snarls filled the air. As Kovatch looked around the he saw one of his companions on the floor with a javelin sticking out of her. His long bow suddenly in his hand he peeked out to find the source of the noise and was assaulted with a hail javelins. His raging half-orc blood was the only thing that kept him alive.
Fumbling around in the mages pack for a healing potion, Kovatch healed her and then himself. Still in a foggy blur, the next moments he remembered moving and debating with his companions where to rest.
Another blur of motion and the sickening sewage soup swan dive after launching a couple of arrows at the crap monster. Floating weightless and sightless in unspeakable filth was the last thing he remembered.
Kovatch, laying unconscious, covered in filth twitched as he recalled in the haze of dreams the assault on the swamp fort.
Spectres...run! Crocodiles in the moat Tul and Loraxiris Kralthuad perish An escape, sort of, for Karsi and Arnie Kovatch, Omen and Grahz imprisoned A convincing performance Freedom achieved To find a teleportation circle to the "hunting lodge"
ended 7:10am Eleint 30,1489 DR The Year of the Warrior Princess, Selune full
Running away from battle is not something I would ever do, but I've never had to battle the undead. Ghosts, spectres, whatever they were... I've never panicked like this. I am a warrior, I take lives. But this I couldnt handle. I am a coward. I fear my companions will never forgive me for leaving them. I wasnt even thinking when I ran, jumping over the wall, falling into a moat. As I swam down river, towards the woods, I saw Arnie following. It wasnt until I escaped the river and the advancing Murderlogs that I realized he had gone into the river and straight into danger. I was safe, but I couldn't leave him.
I thought our young turtle was a goner, but suddenly the Murderlogs began to retreat. A large shadow passed overhead, and looking up I could see the unmistakable shape of a dragon. We weren't in any immediate danger from it, and I am somewhat grateful that it scared off our current enemies. Arnie made it to me, and together we ran for the woods and safety.
It seemed like forever, the two of us trying to rest and mourn and recover, before our companions returned. Lora and Tul are dead. I cant help but feel that its my fault they died. If I had stayed, if I hadn't let fear drive me away... I am sorry, both of you. My cowardice cost you your lives to spare my own. I will do anything in my power to avenge you both.
Omen is acting strange. She hadn't been with us 10 minutes before she was asking for a piece of someone's clothes and a generous blood donation. Shes also hiding a tattoo and refuses to tell me what it means. Omen the Ominous. We go through with her crazy plan, and she keeps summoning owls to do her bidding. If they dont give away our location, I dont know what will.
Kovatch wanted to go hunting, so I went to guard his accident-prone self. He thinks he is a great hero, and he could be, but I've seen him unconscious more in the past week than I've seen him actually fight. We came across some lizard folk, and one had the nerve to bite me. Grahz and I quickly dispatched the three lizardmen, and Kovatch got his ass handed to him while vomiting everywhere. I'm sure he will leave that part out of his ballad. Back at camp he admitted he had been poisoned back in the tower, and somehow made it through fighting spectres and being held prisoner with frog people... so I guess I will give him credit for that. Kovatch, you have my respect.
We have new companions who found us in the woods to join our quest, and although I don't know them yet, I look forward to seeing what they can contribute in battle.
Post by dragonforgotten on Dec 2, 2018 15:00:53 GMT -5
Im such a disgrace. I failed to protect Tul and Lora. The ghosts were just too much. I tired all a can but still it wasn't enough! Even Dusty was dusted in the end. I awaken to find myself locked in a tiny room a prisoner with Garz and Kovatch. The Bullwogs are keeping us till the big bad comes in to off us. Im only grateful Arnie and Karsi have escaped. I cant be here! Not again! This Room is too small! I cant remember what those foul cultists did to me, I think i was a prisoner before my mind was erased it was all written in my journal. This must be why I'm filled with such anger and fear. I said some crud things while imprisoned. I was in the middle of digging my way to freedom with my nails when Graz and Kovatched cooked up a plan. When the next meal came we would jump the guard! Sounds like a plan lets doo it!
That was a bad idea, that was like fifty slimy fists i felt beating us. Force Isn't going to work. Graz and Kovatch are out of ideas, they believe if we wait Arnie and Karsi will save us. I cant allow that to happen. If they come they will be captured along with us. I cant endanger them, we have to help ourselves this time. It now falls to me to come up with a plan.
I had a dream last, i dreamt i a powerful mage, a army behind my back. I stood side by side with faceless figures watching the chaos. I watched as the figures poured into a city. Neverwinter. They plundered and pillaged as the city wealth laid at my feet. It began to rain blood as people fled for their lives. No one was spared from the hoards wrath as the earth quaked and broke part. I held out a hand and with a godly voice and they all dropped to their kness in respect. with a wave of my hand they let me pass the carnage and ruin unharmed till I'm past the gates. Then i was standing over the edge of a great casim. It was dark but i could feel the heat, below peered five set of glowing eyes. I glanced besides me and found Ard standing tall and proud as ever. she turned to look at me. "You know what you have to do."
I woke in a cold sweat. Disturbed but an idea fresh in my mind. I have one ace I've been saving. Thaumaturgy. I forget how i learned this trick but i can use it in any manner of crazy ways. I mostly used it to scare barteners in giving me more ale when i use to go out partying with Ard. I haven't done anything like what I'm about to do. I hope it works. I being my deception. I turn my eyes white screaming prophecy of death and destruction, i even shake the ground for effect. the frogmen scramble unsure but i dont relent. Suddenly the door is opened and i am dragged off still screaming till I'm strapped to a chair, alone. I regret this plan. Slatter goo is here holding my spell book infront of my nose. He wants me to teach him magic. I'm a tad confused, no asks me to teach them magic since Ard but i refuse to give my capture more power over me the he already has. I must pull upon the lessons Ard gave me.
Step One: Believe your lie: show no hesitation that what you say is true. Step two: Follow through with your lie, do not show your true intentions. Step Three: live your lie: Keep up the lie till it becomes natural Step Four: become your lie: If you truly believe you are honest then even a paladin cant see your motives.
So i tell him my gift of foresight and he become intrigued so he frees me. I explain this is the reason of my crazed behavior. It works, then i tell him that i am the messenger of their great godess. Inside my mind i question the stupidity of this move but i have no choice, i must make him believe that Taimat herself lives in my skin. I roll back my eyes, pulled down my turtle necks neck and pretend to be that all powerful Mage i dreamt i was. It worked, he grovle at my feet and not only gives back my belongs but frees my friends and gives us 500 silver in silver bobbles. We walk stun that we are amazingly alive and free. I tell them not to look back in fear. I may have gotten too deep with my acting. I promised Slattergoo that i would sacrifice my commrade and send back a message. Not too big of a issue but how am i going to explain this mess without sounding like a loony. Thankfully Kovatch is willing to offer help despite me not telling anyone what happened yet. I need to fix that once were all together. three of us went hunting. We find Arnie and Karis with a trio of strangers in the swamp. We are greeted with hugs and cheers. Karis was looking at my neck. she asked about my tattoo but thankful she relented after awhile. Everyone is tired after all and i have a hut to set up. Im a little disturbed by how this all played out, who was i before i lost my memories?
Kovatch folk hero, half-orc of the people for the people is resting. So much has happened over the past few days......
-An excerpt from the Ballad of Kovatch-
The drunk monk and paladin have fallen. Dam undead. More powerful the older or more translucent they get. A few of them were destroyed by good ole fashioned orc rage in the form of Groz. But only after I shoot a couple of arrows through them. Yes yes arrows through ghosty undead say you.....arrows graced with my touch and shot through my long bow say I. I’m that good.
Can’t seem to get the stank of poo off me. Or that disgusting feeling of taking a poo dive to save the drunken master.
We tried to escape but got over run by frog and lizard people. Karsi and Arnie made it out. We got captured and locked up in a dank slimy room. Omen....oh Omen. Where to begin? She tried to dig her way out with her bare hands. Awesome effort but fruitless. Groz and I nearly escaped after an epic fight with the lizard guards. But alas there were just to many.
Omen did this weird magic thing and shook the ground and changed the color of eyes. The guards came in and grabbed her. I have no idea where she went or what happened but later that same day they let Groz and I free, gave us our gear back and with Omen ushered us out of the swamp fort. She has been a little tight lipped about it all but we are free and mostly safe.
Making our way through the stinking bog we miraculously found Karsi and Arnie and two others that were sent by our gnome friend.
After a successful hunting trip with Groz and Karsi I found myself still smelling like rot and poo. Only after Arnie begged to examine me, he found out I was sick with some kinda poo rot. Either way he fixed me and I do feel better.
Hopefully we can figure out how to get to the hunting lodge to dispatch the red wizard of Thay and the half elf or maybe Omen can use her powers to turn the frogs against the lizards and the reminder against their leaders. Either way it’s gonna be epic and I will have another chance to prove myself and will keep earning the peoples respect.
Post by dragonforgotten on Dec 10, 2018 16:52:36 GMT -5
I feel so much better with my spells back what i didn't expect coming back to the fortress was an all out war. I should feel bad for starting a war but i don't care. Im just glade i don't have to deal with them. The basement of the fort is so dark i don't know how anyone sees down here. i nearly took a dive in the bullywogs river, stepped on centapeeds and the had a spill down the stairs. Eventually we found the portal, there was just one problem. Someone had turned it off. that wasn't good. trapped in a waring fortress we went deeper in a desperate search for the password till we stumbled upon a small room with a chest. I was called to attention by our brave paladin who had extended his hand out to give me some candles. Suddenly pots rained down from above, breaking and filling the room with powder. I was startled ready for ambush till i suddenly couldn't see and all went dark.
I woke up on the ground, everyone looking a little worst for wear and a missing paladin. I asked them where he and his animals ran off to but i was only greeted with silence. A cold dread sank into my stomach which brought to my attention my clutched hand. My dagger, my mysterious silver dagger was coated in blood... What have i done?
the paladin has died and we found books in the chest which i now hold. Everyone assures me that it wasn't me who killed him, it was the folly of his pride after haven attacked his animal friends but it still doesn't make me feel good knowing I've stabbed the man that helped me navigate the darkness. I try not to think about it. We searched the other floors desperate as we stumbled upon a temple dedicated to taimat. I feel a sick sense of nostalgia as we walked by the murals. That feeling only grew as we came upon a bedroom with cultist robes hanging on the bed post next to the desk. the desk contained the password. Atlast! With my mind at ease i inspected the robes. Suddenly i was hit with a splash of liquid, an intense burning and then i was met again by darkness
i was awaken again by the guilty expression of our new Yuan ti rogue.... ..... I took a moment to peek at the books. My eyes went wide with the discover that they were not one spellbook but two!!!! With the battle dying down we escaped into the portal. We will have to be careful going forward into parts unknown. The wizard and the elf knows our faces but i know his spells.
Start Eleint 30, 11:11am, 1489 DR; The Year of the Warrior Princess, Selune is full, tomorrow is the autumnal equinox
Hunting Lodge Through the Gate Outside the Lodge Perytons near the roof Outdoor Patrol Troll Pursuit Stables Lodge Ground Floor White Stag Parlor Three Hounds Parlor Kobold Servants Human Servants Kitchen Guest Chambers Cloak Room and Guard Posts Lodge Upper Floor
Bedchambers Trophy Room Queen of Dragons Chamber Armory Bath Chamber Meeting Hall
We find ourselves in the woods near a hunting lodge. The party can't seem to agree on whether we should rest or get to exploring. Omen soon discloses to us after seeing through her owl that it doesnt much matter what we do, theres a possibility we could get attacked from above by Perytons. Kovatch really, really doesn't like Perytons. Clearly he had a bad experience, but the scar he shows us doesn't look very impressive to me.
We make way to set up camp only to be beset by trolls and guard drakes. Power flows through me as I blast them over and over. I do my best to keep an eye on young Arnie, but soon the heat of battle takes over. I love how it feels, taking lives. I shouldn't, but the buzz is like no other. What we are doing is honorable, and these creatures must be eliminated. We make it out alive, and try to find somewhere more sheltered to rest.
First building, there's a troll. I didnt even think, I just kept blasting, the power consuming me. Turns out Omen decided to turn invisible and stood RIGHT in front of the troll in the door. I am so sorry that I hit her but at the same time... yeah, I laughed. A lot. Sorry Omen, please forgive me.
Our new snake lady friend and Kovatch "snuck" off to explore the next building. Kovatch couldnt have been louder if he tried, but he made it back in one piece. He completely forgot Jin Do in the stables. I dont think she will let him live that one down. After a short rest, we make our way to the lodge, and Kovatch tosses up a grappling hook and climbs up to an open room. Let's hope we find what we came for.
Post by dragonforgotten on Dec 17, 2018 2:28:02 GMT -5
I haven't felt right or safe with myself since i accidentally stabbed the paladin. How could i have stabbed a fellow with my own two hands. It was a chilling familiarity that was brought back to me on what it felt like to have someones blood on your hands. Ill just tuck this disturbing feeling away till a better time comes to address this. ... We've not only found the hunting cabin but stumbled upon a very very lost cleric. Of course he's not really lost, this was fate for us to meet.
I sent dusty head and he was encountered by these horrible deer birds with gnarled teeth. I popped him right back in the pocket soon after. I remember those fiends- wait no, i haven't seen these creatures. Those arnt my memories. Now I'm just getting weird looks and a pale Kovatch trapped in the thousand yard stare. It wasn't long when we were set upon with a dangerous fight against drakes and trolls. I was shaken and scared, i talked everyone into camping in the woods, I assumed we were safer here then in the hunter lodge. I was terribly wrong. This is my fault, we almost died. My paranoia is getting to me. I must stay focus.
I volunteered to open the door. I am invisible after-all. I was then face to face with an ugly troll and was then promptly shot in the back by Karsi. She had a mad gleam in her eye as she singed my invisible back. I don't know what possessed her to shoot me, didn't i just tell everyone i was opening the door? Her eyes filled me with so much fear it simply step aside and prayed she wouldn't did it again. Im shocked that Morgan throw a fireball into that room. I hope anything valuable hasn't been destroyed in the process.
Its a miracle. After a quick scout, shenanigans with a invisible rogue and forgetful Kovatch we actually have a solid plan. Now it just has to not blow up in our face as we ease drop and then mug the cultists in the meeting room. By the way, whatever happen to that guy Jin Do tied up. I would appreciate my rope back otherwise she owes me a new one.
Kovatch folk hero, half-orc of the people for the people is waiting in a large bedroom of the hunting lodge for the rest of his party to arrive.
-An excerpt from the Ballad of Kovatch-
What could be worse than getting jumped by a troll and guard drakes in the woods outside of the hunting lodge belonging to the head of a cult? Getting jumped twice. Oh well was a good fight, both of them.
At least we didn’t get attacked by the Perytons. After the swarm of them jumped us on the road a few months back, several of them, like 8 kept attacking me. Why not I was shooting my bow extremely well that day and have an awesome scar to show for it.
Moving on to the out buildings. The small outbuilding was interesting. We opened the door and what was standing there? A troll. But not just a troll. A troll with four arms! Because why not. Karsi immediately starting blasting and poor Omen was invisible standing in front of he troll. She took a blast to the back. Morrigan sent a fireball into the building. Which was awesome. But incinerated some potential gear. Not so awesome. Haha
The second building was an old stable. Jin and I crept up to it. Although Jin was invisible I could hear her moving clear as day but I moved with the silence of a butterfly and made up for it.
After losing Jin and Omens owl reconnaissance mission we decided to enter the lodge through a large bedroom on the second floor. I am looking forward to ending disrupting the Dragon Queens grip in the region by dispatching her leaders.
Jin Do scouts the upper floor, trying to listen in on whatever meeting is happening down the hall. She returns, having killed a guy and not doing what we sent her to do, so we immediately send her back out to listen.
Meanwhile, Grahz is destroying the massive, and very expensive looking, tapestry of Tiamat. I try to talk him out of it, but it is fruitless. He slashes it to bits as best he can. I just see gold slipping away. Omen is hiding behind a tapestry for some reason, although we can all see a bulge where she stands and her feet sticking out of the bottom. Oh, Dear Omen, you make me laugh even in the worst of situations.
Finally Jin Do returns with Intel. There are multiple voices in the room, and a womans voice says something about making a deal with "them", and we can only assume that's us. So we go into the hallway, heading for the door. Omen goes into the other room and shuts the door. The guys up front knock and say were "housekeeping". The woman bids us enter, and it's obvious she knows we are full of it.
At a table sits one of my kind, dressed in white armor, with a wand with a blue gem. She invites us in. I comply, and sit at the table. I would rather have a civil discussion than go right into fighting, because we all know how our fights end up.
The woman introduces herself as Talis the White. She offers us a deal- help her to rise up in the cult, derail Rezmir's plans to ruin his status, and she will let us leave unharmed and give us a way to get to him. I agree, and my party, save those we kicked out of the room, also complies.
That is until the Red Wizard of Thay enters. First, he goes along with Talis's orders and is even friendly with us. He even gives us the hat that Arnie has wanted this whole time. Arnie will be so pleased! And then Omen opens her mouth. She asks about his spell book, the spell book that she had taken and then lost to Spattergoo. He is livid, and goes for his weapon. Any chance of furthering civil negotiations goes out the window as the party goes into action. I roll my eyes and get up reluctantly.
Talis's guards move in, and the red wizard and his racist elf friend too. Talis casts a spell, bidding Omen come forward, but she doesnt comply. Grahz and Kovatch are attacking the guards and the red wizard. The wizard says he only wants Omen.
This can't end in bloodshed. I am done, I don't want anyone getting killed. We had our way out, but she just had to speak. As a wizard she should have known not to joke with another wizard. We warlocks have a sense of humor, wizards always have a wand up their ass.
"Go down." I whisper to Omen, whacking her in the head. She falls, laying still.
"Stand down. I will give you Omen. Stand down!"
And then she talks as she lies there, still pretending to be unconscious. Everyone continues fighting all around me, into the hall too. I stand there trying to keep calm and focused and not enter the fray. I want the original deal, and my party is ruining any chance of getting out of here alive or unscathed. I love these idiots, but they are really testing me. I've been a soldier all my life, and this chaos of unstructured battle and needless fighting is wearing on me. Anger seething through my veins, I feel a familiar energy taking ahold.
"Nobody attack or I will blow this entire room!" I shout.
Talis moves, casting a spell. Very well.
The sound reverberates through the room, visibly hurting our current enemies. My ears are ringing. Grahz and Kovatch are still doing their thing, oblivious to my desires to end this NOW.
"Have your men stand down," I call to Talis in elvish. "The wizard is dead, there is no need to continue this fight.Call them off, and I will give you what you want!"
"Its not enough," she replies. "What else can you give me?"
"Anything you want."
The fighting continues around us, and the deal is struck. I pray none of my party understands what we are saying. She calls off her men, even the creatures attacking in the hallway that I can barely see when the door opens. Ghraz is raging, and I fear he will hate me for ending his bloodlust, or ruin our deal.
"It appears our deal is off." Talis tells me, disapproving.
"No, it's still on."
I call our team off. Ghraz looks like he is not going to stop, but he buries his axe in the wall by Racist Elf and stands there fuming. Talis invites us back to the table.
"That was well done," she says to me. I am given the rank of "claw" whatever that means. I know my party is suspicious of me from their glances. Talis tells us of what we must do to get to the floating castle Skyreach. We are given a striped banner that we most hold aloft when we arrive in order to get on, and a password. I trust that whatever this rank I've been bestowed will give us some extra measure of safety, and hopefully I can maintain diplomacy.
We are given food and a nights rest in safety at the lodge. Talis invites me to her quarters for the night, and I accept, if only to have the company of another half elf. I do not know if she is truly good or evil, but we are connected all the same. She gifts me a suit of beautiful chainmail that glows with a radiant light. I happily accept it, and when we ready to leave at first light I am wearing it. The party definitely is suspicious of what I have done, and Grahz calls me a traitor. I have secured us safe passage and saved our lives, that is what matters. When you want to have a fight, send a barbarian. When you want to make a deal, send a warlock. Another journey is ahead of us, and I hope Talis has spoken true.
Post by dragonforgotten on Dec 19, 2018 0:19:11 GMT -5
I nearly got everyone killed... We ended up striking a deal for safe passage to our next target. It was going well. so well into THEY walked in. The red wizard and his racist friend. I honestly couldn't help myself, I was angry at them. At what they did to us and how THAT man lead to the deaths of my friends Tul and Lora. How DARE he show up here, how dare he survive while our friends rot in his keep in the mud and grim! I couldn't strike at him, it would sour the deal so i mocked him instead. It was petty, the wizard was just as petty and we all nearly paid the price. I'm grateful to karsi for fixing my mistake and my friends for not selling me out despite it being in there favor..
I haven't felt.... Right, since leaving the swamps. Every since I've cracked my skull on the muddy steps I've been having terrible migraines and glimpses of stranger. There have been visions of someone else life flashing through my brain.
Thankfully the day visions have stopped since leaving the swamp. Ive been uncharacteristically snide, and aggressive. Im still haunted by the paladins death. His death seems to have triggered an instinctual familiarity in me and it frightens me that i was once familiar in killing people so personally. Im such a mess of identities and memories of other peoples lives i cant even begin to shift through the mess of memories for mine, or even to be able to identity them. I was someone before Ard and me found each other, i just cant remember. Do i even want to know the person i was before. Maybe i shouldn't have my memories back. I know on the other end my visions and thoughts are dangerous when they cause me to speak without me realizing it.
Despite killing her men and her butlers Talos been very accommodating. Karsi apparently bunking with her tonight. Maybe that was part of the deal? Im not going to question her, she saved us all from a horrible demise. The least i can do is have faith in her. We still have that stupid elf racist under this roof as well to worry about. I really don't want to dream tonight, not after the past two days. I just want to rest a dreamless sleep but i know that will never happen.
I watch five friends gather together and make a promise. .....To become greater then themselves... They leave a mark .... A sign of that promise.
They work. They bleed. they grieve, overcoming battles and tears...
I watch five friends gather together, older and harder and make a promise.... To make people suffer their pain... They leave a mark behind, a sign of that promise.....