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Aerramort Stylidum
Player ID: 157279
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Regeneration : 3
Energetic immunity : 4
Trade sense : 5
Briskness : 4
Initiative : 0
Defence : 4
Attack : 9
Power : 1
Luck : 0
Principle of Imagination = 21
Darkness Principle = 19
Principle of Balance = 24
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Battle stats
Won: 96 | Lost: 106
Honor: 5000
MindPower: 3
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The Cavalier's Heart
I Remember, or Dreamt

     I let my lance fall to the earth.  Shortly thereafter, Da- joined it.  Turning from my slain friend - he was just doing his job - I returned to his triumph.  She had been my triumph too, my greatest achievement.  My mission was for love, while Da- was to kill her.  I can't say for sure what she earned, but in the final moments I knew she was happy. 
     Her blue eyes were fading as the life left her.  She was looking into my eyes, and I could tell she was not afraid.  Later, I would be envious of her bravery.  But then, all that was on my mind was those eyes, and that face - the perfect face I had forsaken public honor for.  I did not feel guilt.  I felt the end of my happiness had come; soon I would have to hide.  I held her there, on the flat grass while she died. Her name was G-.

A Statement

     Wherever I travel, terror strikes me at the strangest times.  The fragments I do remember about getting here are so strange, I must speculate that I have had a past life of a kind.  I do not know if I was sent here for something, or even banished here.  Until I learn more, I must assume that my predicament is due to a natural disaster.   

Outside Perspective

     As much as he may talk about being a loyalist, and having a place to call home, Aerramort is restless and wanders far and wide.  He is a youth preoccupied by conventions, propriety, and suffering.  Although he seeks to surround himself with the bounties of property and friendship, it is because his heart is near the tipping point.  Unlike most men, he recognizes the weakness inherent in his soul, and seeks to change it through thought and deed. 

Favorite Fight to Date

     With Popp. Resurrection : Much honor was to be had, much xp was to be had, and at the end all my fenths were dead. 

MP3 Accomplishments: 

     The labyrinth, in what may have been my most foolish action to date.  I saw strange hollow people there.  
Berserker's Puzzle
Defeated Willow's Shop Guards


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One Free heal token - Gargant

Endless cookie tin - Gargant

Some of my creatures
Borscht Hollow Warrior Aramor Assassin

The Use
 To you -

Do you think I can tell when you are faking it?  I can.  I know everything about you -
and I know the shortest distance is a straight line, but stop stringing me along.

Caught -

How could I have told you?  I kept my mouth shut to make you happy.  I knew that day
would come, when your eyes would stop shining.  For all those days I lied to you, over time
you knew I was faking it.  I told you I didn't know what I was doing.  I knew exactly what
I was doing.  I hope you believed me.



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Page 584 - The Hunt for Red Presents
As Queen Aia approached the Archives building expecting her meeting with the Elf she noticed a little smoke drifting out of the roof. As she moved closer she could see that part of it was missing, with the smoke lazily drifting out. Turning to Jakubhi she requested more details, and learnt of the fire, storm, and the missing Elf.

While Queen Aia was able to mask her impatience at her subjects fiery handiwork, she did request that Lashtal bind both accomplices to themselves to keep them close. They then continued into the lobby.

While the fire was contained to a single room, the later storm flooded through the archive finding its way inward through the damaged roof. The lobby covered with a sheen of water caused the Queen to hike her dress up slightly.

Deciding it is best to attempt to meet with the Elf sooner than later, Aia and her party pressed onto the archivists office. Unfortunately they were unable to get to the Elf’s office due to debris blocking the door. An attempt was made to access the office from the roof however the Hall of the Inner Sun was much more deeply covered in water, and the maintenance door was closed and unable to be accessed. Aia, deciding that more damage would be unfortunate, decided not to break down the door at this time.

On returning to the archivists office Aia found a tiny figure coughing and spluttering, It was the missing Elf! ...
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