Post by Yanden on Jun 5, 2003 4:06:06 GMT -5
These memories...memories of ages long ago and long forgotten. I guess that's the price of immortality. You live all the ages seeing those you care for grow old and wither and die. The curse of immortality as it is known.
I've wondered through the ravaged realm of Zattera after its fall. My realm...my home. All destroyed for one man's quest for power. Nothing remains in this realm.
I walk through it hoping to see a survivor, though days pass and my hopes are in vain. I remember that dark day. The day of all my memories. He who came and seemed to be one with his sword. Who was this warrior. If it was not for Shadowstalker I would not be here this day.
Long have I served him and called him father. He has raised me. But I search for the one who did me this pain. And I shall have my revenge. Battles fought in ages long past, and realms lost in these ages. I wonder how long life will remain if this continues.
My family killed, my loved ones enslaved...but one...one remains. And he shall be the morsel to all ends. He shall either bring light and peace to all the realms, or he shall bring death and thunderous destruction.
So much haveth I lost in these ages. Thou hast no idea in the greatness of thy pain. I shall approach the one when the time is nigh. Once more it shalt come to pass that we shalt stand together side by side with sword in hand...together we shall strike and renew our realm and our people.
And when the time comes...I shalt meet with the elusive one who did me this pain. Remember thy message warrior. On the plains of Agnar we shalt meet. Swordmaster and Swordsbane. The final battle shalt be fought there. Let the blood spill upon the stones of Olan (the chosen), and let the chosen one stand with a mighty stance.
He who comes with the light of all dawns in the age of all ages, shalt stand there eyeing his final victim. And shalt become as light.
Those days are nigh warrior. And I am searching. I shalt find thee and the truth shalt be unearthed. Though heed this warning. I shalt haveth my revenge in this life or the next. And risk immortality and my soul to damnation to see thy sword pierce your heart, and your blood to spill. To see your body fall lifeless to the ground. Mark my words warrior. I shalt see this day come to pass.
Let me go now back into the shadow from wince I came, forgotten and lifeless. One with the darkness, one with the shadow. Know this. I see all and know all. Even this pain...I know...and I shalt emerge when the time is nigh. I take my leave...for now.
"Petros Yanden"
I've wondered through the ravaged realm of Zattera after its fall. My realm...my home. All destroyed for one man's quest for power. Nothing remains in this realm.
I walk through it hoping to see a survivor, though days pass and my hopes are in vain. I remember that dark day. The day of all my memories. He who came and seemed to be one with his sword. Who was this warrior. If it was not for Shadowstalker I would not be here this day.
Long have I served him and called him father. He has raised me. But I search for the one who did me this pain. And I shall have my revenge. Battles fought in ages long past, and realms lost in these ages. I wonder how long life will remain if this continues.
My family killed, my loved ones enslaved...but one...one remains. And he shall be the morsel to all ends. He shall either bring light and peace to all the realms, or he shall bring death and thunderous destruction.
So much haveth I lost in these ages. Thou hast no idea in the greatness of thy pain. I shall approach the one when the time is nigh. Once more it shalt come to pass that we shalt stand together side by side with sword in hand...together we shall strike and renew our realm and our people.
And when the time comes...I shalt meet with the elusive one who did me this pain. Remember thy message warrior. On the plains of Agnar we shalt meet. Swordmaster and Swordsbane. The final battle shalt be fought there. Let the blood spill upon the stones of Olan (the chosen), and let the chosen one stand with a mighty stance.
He who comes with the light of all dawns in the age of all ages, shalt stand there eyeing his final victim. And shalt become as light.
Those days are nigh warrior. And I am searching. I shalt find thee and the truth shalt be unearthed. Though heed this warning. I shalt haveth my revenge in this life or the next. And risk immortality and my soul to damnation to see thy sword pierce your heart, and your blood to spill. To see your body fall lifeless to the ground. Mark my words warrior. I shalt see this day come to pass.
Let me go now back into the shadow from wince I came, forgotten and lifeless. One with the darkness, one with the shadow. Know this. I see all and know all. Even this pain...I know...and I shalt emerge when the time is nigh. I take my leave...for now.
"Petros Yanden"