Post by Barrin Thongul on Apr 26, 2005 19:15:31 GMT -5
Shave my beard...
These thoughts, among others filled the head of the dwarf as he walked through the streets of the city of Ragnarok. It was a strange sight, to see a dwarf out of their caves and in a city like this. He, however, shrugged off the glances and remarks about him.
He was on a mission from Gaud
Barrin was the name of this poor soul, just another one of the beings who went day to day in this crazy world of ours. Though now he was going day to day in the world of those who live above the ground.
This was the worst of the insults made to him
Though, he was powerless to do anything about that, and thats why he found his way to this hub on the above-grounders world. If anybody knew the answers to what he sought to find. Though he doubted that any of them knew what he would speak of. To them it would just be another sword that a man once weilded.
I haven't met many who knew exactly what the weapon was, nor what it is capable of in the wrong hands...
He looked up from behind the dragon mask that was part of his helm at the people walking past him. He knew that if any of them saw the bald face underneath of the mask, how they would laugh, or the expression on their faces.
That hurt me worse than a blow any weapon could inflict.
He continued to wander the streets of the town, just hoping to find one soul who could know about the weapon he spoke of, or even where it could be find.
... banish me from my clan...
... make me find my mistake
[/right]These thoughts, among others filled the head of the dwarf as he walked through the streets of the city of Ragnarok. It was a strange sight, to see a dwarf out of their caves and in a city like this. He, however, shrugged off the glances and remarks about him.
He was on a mission from Gaud
Barrin was the name of this poor soul, just another one of the beings who went day to day in this crazy world of ours. Though now he was going day to day in the world of those who live above the ground.
This was the worst of the insults made to him
Though, he was powerless to do anything about that, and thats why he found his way to this hub on the above-grounders world. If anybody knew the answers to what he sought to find. Though he doubted that any of them knew what he would speak of. To them it would just be another sword that a man once weilded.
I haven't met many who knew exactly what the weapon was, nor what it is capable of in the wrong hands...
... thats why I must find it, and have it destroyed
He looked up from behind the dragon mask that was part of his helm at the people walking past him. He knew that if any of them saw the bald face underneath of the mask, how they would laugh, or the expression on their faces.
That hurt me worse than a blow any weapon could inflict.
He continued to wander the streets of the town, just hoping to find one soul who could know about the weapon he spoke of, or even where it could be find.