Endaar
02-04-2010, 11:19 AM
Day 1!
Got my affairs in order, moved my locker from the 'Trace. The 'Trace? But I haven't even been there for more than one day! Alas, the riches and dreams promised by the Orchard and Abandoned Farm were not to be, so my charge to release the undead had to be taken up elsewhere.
Me father told me one day that my ancestral homeland contained a graveyard that was unfortunately a wonderful breeding ground for the dead ones. After thirty years, I finally decided to heed his advice and, knowing that few -- if any -- ever braved the treacherous route to reach it, realized I would find the riches I desired. Very soon, my tasks for Lorminstra would be completed, and the instruments of their destruction at my disposal were becoming vastly outdated, and would be horribly inefficient against those from the land of the living. I needed to make Eonak proud, my father proud, and earn a new tool of the faith.
So I set out on my journey. It was all the treachery promised, and then some. But I made it! I finally reached the gates of Zul Logoth. They were everything I was told about as a dwarven child, growing up in human lands. The cavern walls littered with encrusted gems, the reverence shown to the Anvil God, everything. It was like a thousand stories flooding back into my head, just like Lake Eonak on a stormy afternoon.
I got myself set up with the locals, and the ones who didn't outright laugh at me pointed me the way to the burial grounds. "A lone dwarf against the gravestones? Hah! A burghal would stand a better chance of slaying the shadowy dragon!" or "Looks like Lorminstra will be busy tonight!" were among the more common remarks flung my way.
I trudged through the abandoned mining shafts and reached my final destination, the destination that would serve my cause for next month at least. Here goes nothing, I thought, as I emerged through the crevice...
*****
Bad writing, I know, but I want people to come to ZL! :-) Hope you folks enjoy my diary as it goes along for my next couple trainings. It's lonely up there! :-P
Got my affairs in order, moved my locker from the 'Trace. The 'Trace? But I haven't even been there for more than one day! Alas, the riches and dreams promised by the Orchard and Abandoned Farm were not to be, so my charge to release the undead had to be taken up elsewhere.
Me father told me one day that my ancestral homeland contained a graveyard that was unfortunately a wonderful breeding ground for the dead ones. After thirty years, I finally decided to heed his advice and, knowing that few -- if any -- ever braved the treacherous route to reach it, realized I would find the riches I desired. Very soon, my tasks for Lorminstra would be completed, and the instruments of their destruction at my disposal were becoming vastly outdated, and would be horribly inefficient against those from the land of the living. I needed to make Eonak proud, my father proud, and earn a new tool of the faith.
So I set out on my journey. It was all the treachery promised, and then some. But I made it! I finally reached the gates of Zul Logoth. They were everything I was told about as a dwarven child, growing up in human lands. The cavern walls littered with encrusted gems, the reverence shown to the Anvil God, everything. It was like a thousand stories flooding back into my head, just like Lake Eonak on a stormy afternoon.
I got myself set up with the locals, and the ones who didn't outright laugh at me pointed me the way to the burial grounds. "A lone dwarf against the gravestones? Hah! A burghal would stand a better chance of slaying the shadowy dragon!" or "Looks like Lorminstra will be busy tonight!" were among the more common remarks flung my way.
I trudged through the abandoned mining shafts and reached my final destination, the destination that would serve my cause for next month at least. Here goes nothing, I thought, as I emerged through the crevice...
*****
Bad writing, I know, but I want people to come to ZL! :-) Hope you folks enjoy my diary as it goes along for my next couple trainings. It's lonely up there! :-P