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GHOLSBANE LOOK AT THIS!!

Posted By: Edgar Birben (mstr195175-23799.dial-in.ttnet.net.tr)
Date: 1/19/2003 at 2:34 p.m.

My e mail client has come up with a bunch of errors, so Gholsbane Ý am afraid Ý have to send my stuff to you from here.

"Two moons come,
We start the feeding,
When the day is gone,
The weaklings are bleeding."

"Twice the two moon ligts
Twice the hunters singsie
Thrice harvest failsy blights
Thrice we weeps and chillsing."

Berserk Flavor Text:
" There is only one thing Ý cannot fight with...death...Ý cannot fight it because the sword cannot cleave something not tangible...Ýt drains your breath...your stamina...yourself.. One way to escape it though, elude it...But Ý cannot do it...A berserk is not of his kind if backstabbing is the way he chooses..."

Trow Flavor Texts:

"Dig your hands into the earth, and then let the clay fall to the ground.After a years passing, can you find that clay again? But drop a iron block, a beam, a fýred brick; it will persist a year, and another hundred years beside."

"You may hit me a thousand times...But you will not achieve it... to expect the death of a titan just by reckless attacks is the one and only example of true stupidity... Ý will not slay you because Ý do not take any pleasure in killing something whose life is meaningless..."

"The master builder came unto us, she built for us a new house, and that house was like her house. She gifted us with the secrets of iron. That unto us would come her paradise; that unto our enemies would come her hell."

" The stone resembles vitality, the clay resembles the purity of the nature, the iron resembles power, with three combined, flesh and bone are worthless."

Moagim Flavor Text:

"You can have the power to slay me... the young one...but there is no possibility in preventing the existance of the horned nightmare...Yet Ý assure you...in every malice... within every act of treachery...we will meet again."

Warlock Flavor Text:

"The world is a great scale, which must stay in balance, in the face of forces seeking to skew its arms. A collection of knowledge, is a set of weights, to be added to one side of the scale or the other, as necessary. Our task to place the weights, slowly, carefully, over centuries, in order that the balance be preserved."

Avatara Flavor Text:
"Our focus shifted to those who presented two faces; one manýfest yet falces,other hidden yet true. The direct approach would bring ruin; yet the signs were absolute."

Forest Giant Flavor texts:
" When they deforest the last tree,when the last bird dies, when the sun closes its eyes, they will finally realize that the iron is useless without them."

The last battle. Chapter 1:

Two armies met near the river of blood. The front ranks of light -berserks of Gower-, marveling at the quantity of the undead forces,unseathed their claymores. This battle would surely bring their end,they knew it but they were not afraid of it,they were beyond hope and they had nothing to lose.

Heltor the Reaper,clutching his long sword, stepped forward and, examining the front ranks of dark, pointed his finger at the tall myrmidon warrior directly in front of him,challenging him to a duel.

"Ý am Heltor the Reaper, the chieftain of Yürsgrad, Ý challenge you to a fight to the death...."

The myrmidon slowly walked forward and stepped in front of Heltor,staring at him with arrogance. The warriors took their positions and tried to concentrate on each other... Myrmidon was going to defend, Heltor knew it... With a thick and loud war cry, Heltor started his attack by long slashes aimed at the head section of his opponent, the myrmidon blocked and parried every attack with self control, counter attacking with swift strokes. Heltor, realizing his turn to be defensive, retreated to find a strong defensive position. The myrmidon rushed at him, swinging his dual swords. Heltor, desperately, lifted his sword for defense. With the aid of an unholy frenzy, Myrmidon overwhelmed his opponent by fast strokes. Heltor managed to back off and make surprise attack with a swing to the mid section. Myrmidon blocked the attack and staggered backwards with the force of Heltor 's blow. His left foot caught a bulky stone, causing him to fall to the ground. Heltor quickly regained his position and attacked the fallen warrior with a strong slash to the upper mid section. The myrmidon tried to lift his left blade for defense. Too Late! The blade severed his head,causing a gush of dust mixed blood to spray to the ground.

Heltor swept the sweat from his forehead and grinned... He had won, but it was just the beginning...

-More will come- -Again sorry for these email problems.-

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