| Regeneration : |
79 |
| Energetic immunity : |
93 |
| Trade sense : |
52 |
| Briskness : |
104 |
| Initiative : |
83 |
| Defence : |
288 |
| Attack : |
341 |
| Power : |
57 |
| Luck : |
28 |
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= 131 |
| Principle of Enthropy |
= 93 |
| Darkness Principle |
= 69 |
| Element Principle |
= 59 |
| Principle of Balance |
= 54 |
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 Dragon Helm-Gift from Zleiphner
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I was born under the bloody glow of Mars. My soul has ever since craved for war. That is all I remember of my past. Ever since my soul was ripped from my body and i woke up in this strange land. I like it here, the echoes of war are on every roads and the clash of weapon is carried far and wide by the wind. I do not know what my future holds but I will strive everyday to reach my goals.
The Village
Destiny finally brought me into Golemus. I explored these lands until I came upon an exhilarating sight. The village, my village lies on Mount Kelle'Tha. The story of my past washed over me as my gaze swept over the village.
I was still a young boy when it happened. A mighty army marched towards our village. Scouts reported that our forces would be vastly outnumbered. The king ordered that all the people should be put to safety. Hence the populace retreated behind the forts walls. Our defenses were rapidly organised.
War raged. Our warriors fought valiantly. They were few but well trained. Their mastery of the sword and bow was unmatched. We rejoiced as wave upon wave of our enemies came crashing to their death upon the castles walls. Victory seems to be at hand. Then our opponent took a radically new strategy that doomed us all..
The siege started. Our food and water supplies were rapidly depleted. Hunger and thirst decimated our people, worse than the blades and arrows of our opponents. Defeat was inevitable. We refused to surrender. We would not die disgraced. The echoes of laughter ceased to fill the castles. We were all grim and silent. The stench of sickness and death reeked the air. That was what we were waiting for, death...
A mighty assault was launched. Our last defenses crumbled. The walls were finally breached. A massacre followed. The people were slain mercilessly. I was left for dead, a grizzly sword slash at my side. When I awoke I had lost everything. My family. My friends. My people, all were gone.
I fled from the pain. I healed my wounds using the little knowledge I had received from our healers. Using herbs, that I always carry with me from that time, I was able to survive. The damage done to my mind was not that easy to deal with.
I lived in the woods, training to bring revenge to my people. My hatred consumed me. I fell into an endless void. What I did during this time is not known to me.
When I found myself again, I was on the Paper Cabin's floor. My quest for myself began on that day.At last my dreams will cease.
Unconciously I was living by the ways of our warriors. With pride and honour.
Battle Log
Day 7
A cold realisation dawned upon me. I have been hiding from my past. Drenching my hands in blood to hide to forget. The battles I have waged seem useless to me. Afraid, I was afraid of the truth. Images have been haunting my nights, images of a village hidden in the mountains. Did I live there? I do not know yet. I will find out in due time, I will rest my soul and start to look for answers.
I shall strip myself of my sword. I shall carry it again when I deem myself worthy of carrying a weapon again. I preyed on the weak, destroying them without feeling any remorse. I shall follow the way of the warrior and feel the exhilaration of victory again.
I have retrieved my weapon. I shall punish myself no more
Day 15
During my many days of isolation, nightmares haunted me, threatening my sanity. I constantly awoke to screams of pain, screams of death. Day and night they echoed in my head.
Day 17
I have sworn to protect the Tree from harm. Only death will keep me away from my task.
I breached the loreroot defences on this day.
Day 18
Golemus...
Day 32
My nightmares are starting to fade away. My mind is solely fixed on the wellbeing of the Tree.
Still I must find a way to enter Golemus.
Day 33
The Tree bloomed. One of the blooms lies in a locket dangling around my neck. The Tree will always be with me.
I joined the Tainted Warrior alliance on this day
I regained my freedom on the same day.
Day 40
I have decided to follow the pledge of knights.
I will protect the weak, defenseless, helpless, and fight for the general welfare of all.
Day 41
I have been knightened by Queen Ailith.
Sir Silent Warrior, honoured Knight of the Tree and champion of Queen Ailith.
Day 54
Helped Cryxus.
I was honoured by becoming a member of his crew
Explored Golemus, then I saw what I always wanted to see...
I know where I am from
Day 68
Found a sister in Makichama
Day 71
Warming words from my sister
Oh Silent knight of steel and bold
What a big heart does thee hold
Day 78
Third place in head contest
Day 110
I have doned my armor. A knight I am no more. My heart has spokenn and I must comply
Day 112
Engaged with Intrigue
Day 116
Best days of my life came to an end
My riddle
I come and go but I never move.
What am I
Best answers goes to my master
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| Honour through victory |
All those who wish to harm the Tree or any friend of the Tree are my enemies.
Hatred is for the weak minded. People whose actions are dictated by hatred never think before they act.
These people die in the hands of the skilled warrior who masters his feeling. Your mind should be devoid of hatred to be worthy enough to hold a weapon. Become one with your weapon, cold and unwavering and your enemies shall fall swiftly.
Fight for honour and you shall die with pride
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| When he opens his eyes once more, Braiton is holding a dark orb that is emitting thunderous roars of outrage. The pentagram begins to glow a blood red, and the drachorn’s body is slowly overcome by the same swirling eldritch colors. As the drachorn’s soul leaves its bodily essence, Braiton forces the black orb into the remaining essence on the ground. ... |
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