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Windgust


Windgust
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ABout Me

Age: 202
Location: Often, Muriel Park
Occupation: Warrior

A plain, nondescript little book.

Likes & Dislikes

Likes
Water, quiet, freindly faces.
Dislikes
Being cryptic

Archive

last days
April 2009


Link

Some Poetry (now working)


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Saturday, 18 April 2009
I’ve been waking a bit more often, and have been in the midst of what seems to be left of civilization now and then. Not much seems changed, though it appears the trend toward fewer faces and lost voices continues. I even did a bit of slashing and maiming, to the point I needed to bathe. I chose a hidden cove where few souls seem to travel. I still kept watchful eye for any visitors however. You see, though nudity is strictly forbidden in Valorn I still find it difficult to bathe with my clothes on. I was able to find the original path I took when I walked away from the hustle and bustle, my journal still tucked safely in its hiding spot. I can’t say why I do not keep it with me. I guess if anyone would like to leave me a note I would like to believe the gods would lead them to it so they can. Though I am not sure what cause anyone would have to do so. Oh, I did find one change in the lands. It appears there is a new entrance to N’rolav. I fell into it a couple times when I first passed through the area. That has to be the best way to say it because the next couple times I walked through I could not find it. When I was there I tried to make my way to N’rolav Branishor, but was stopped twice by a large angry creature with very hot breath. On the second occasion I tried to use diplomacy, even offering a number of rotting koruna wrapped nice and tidy in a colorful cloth. He smote me anyway. He probably ate them after I was sent to recover at my chosen LM, as I dropped them when he smashed my head. Well, time to put the journal back in the tree and make my way back to camp. Another reason to do so, now that I think about it, is in case Dal would like to add an entry. That is doubtful, however, as he wakes even less than I and seems to have little interest in recording anything any more. The peace and solitude of camp sounds even better than ever. Just the effort it took to take this walk is reason enough to jump into the cool waters of my cove to rinse off the dust and perspiration. I worry less and less about someone happening along. It may even be safe enough to close my eyes and dream of company.
Gar Windgust




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Currently

Guild
NONE

Lineage
Zandor Kree
Adgar
Skylsganin
IK Wallace Nite
Arlanna
IK Purazon
Harmonia the Boisterous
Demon Queller Ferno Vlade
Pogumni the Fierce
IK Islander the Demon Slayer
Lahnoran
Sir Thuk The Fierce

Favorite Weapon
Ethucan Imperial Spatha
and Ultimate Weapon of Courage.


Quote

....though my ship may sail from sight. It doesn't mean my jouney ends. It only means the river bends.


Amici

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