Post by Madcat on Nov 7, 2006 13:35:10 GMT -5
*A letter made in a fine print, very delicate and worked on, maybe made by someone with care or by someone with way too much time, the caligraphy is easy to read*
*Posted where signs are posted*
"Recently, a dragon was spoted during my travelings nearby the strange ruins on the forest of Kira.
It was an adult green dragon, I saw it easily due to its massive size, and it was sorrounded by the black blood undead. Normaly, a Dragon of this stature would reduce these abominations to shreads with ease, but their numbers were great, continuasly emerging from their underground slumber to attack the Dragon. I must say, that the massive undead number was not the worst aspect in this fight in which I participated, but there was aswell, non less then two undead enormous skeletons that I assume of being Dragons aswell in life.
Myself and the strange woman Jenia fough in this batle, helping the Dragon in any ways. At the end of batle, the dragon was badly injured, as was I and Jenia, but not only that, the Dragon was also infected by the Black Blood.
In an honourable act, the Dragon sacrificed itself by the means of a large explosion so that it would not be a weapon for the Black Blood.
During the time that myself and the Dragon spoke, I learned litle of it, only that some unseen force literaly knocked it from its flight and into the undead group.
*signed with the same fine print*
Warrior Lothar Torakson of the Wildfire tribe, from Rosca's Ring.
*Posted where signs are posted*
"Recently, a dragon was spoted during my travelings nearby the strange ruins on the forest of Kira.
It was an adult green dragon, I saw it easily due to its massive size, and it was sorrounded by the black blood undead. Normaly, a Dragon of this stature would reduce these abominations to shreads with ease, but their numbers were great, continuasly emerging from their underground slumber to attack the Dragon. I must say, that the massive undead number was not the worst aspect in this fight in which I participated, but there was aswell, non less then two undead enormous skeletons that I assume of being Dragons aswell in life.
Myself and the strange woman Jenia fough in this batle, helping the Dragon in any ways. At the end of batle, the dragon was badly injured, as was I and Jenia, but not only that, the Dragon was also infected by the Black Blood.
In an honourable act, the Dragon sacrificed itself by the means of a large explosion so that it would not be a weapon for the Black Blood.
During the time that myself and the Dragon spoke, I learned litle of it, only that some unseen force literaly knocked it from its flight and into the undead group.
*signed with the same fine print*
Warrior Lothar Torakson of the Wildfire tribe, from Rosca's Ring.