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10 |
| Defence : |
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| Attack : |
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| Principle of Enthropy |
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| Time Principle |
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| Principle of Light |
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MP3 - solved berserkers puzzle
solved loreroot puzzle
solved labyrinth and entered golemus golemicarum
hopes- gaining acces to loreroot and necrovion
First Scroll - AwakeningI had the strangest dream. Of shades, candles, a little girl and a mysterious carnival.
How long have i dreamed? I do not know.
But i woke up. In a strange house - i later heard it was called the paper cabin.
Since then i tried to find out where i am.
I do not think this is Eden - this is much more exciting and enigmatic.
In this land - knowledge truly is power.
I've discovered new land. Marind Bell i believe it's called.
Now i'm trying to find out more about marind bell and this world.
I made new friends here - and found a mentor named Princ Rheagar - and made an interesting observation. No one seems to need food here.
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I've learned a lot more now, and have acquired - and trained more creatures.
I start to feel at ease in this world (although it still holds many a secret), and more in specific, Marind Bell.
But i can only hope it will last. Necrovion and it's forbidden knowledge calls.
I started traveling once again, trying to find purpose in and the purpose of this world.
Many encounters anlong the way - not all of them friendly.
But my creatures protect me. They're loyal now.
I wonder where they came from? |
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Hate...
I don't hate.
But seriously, all you new MP3's: read the dojo rules
It makes life easier for everyone - not in the least yours, if you keep breaking the dojo rules.
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| Page 569 - One Man, Many voices |
| In Necrovion a being with a familiar shape stirred. The shades, bound like a common Aramor, were trapped in the old man’s shell of a body. Lashtal greeted the old man, asking if he could aid him, but quickly realised something had changed. Mumbling incoherently Lashtal could sense the rage in the shadowy old man. Speaking several times with them, offering help and advice they failed to convey even the most basic instruction. As confusion reigned within them, the storm across Necrovion increased in its strength. ... |
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