Achaean News
Remembered Past
Written by: Squire Duo, Knight Probate
Date: Thursday, September 21st, 2000
Addressed to: Everyone
A tall, strong man walked alone down the highway.
His muscles rippling under his gaunt flesh with every step.
On his right hand was a gauntlet of black steel.
It ended with talons and had a beautiful ruby on the top,
the ruby pulsed with and inner power.
Clanking againest his left leg was a long sword.
The guard on the hilt before the blade was in the form of
dragons wings flared with the tips pointing toward the poing of the sword.
This sword was also graced with a beautiful pulsating ruby on the bottom
of the hilt. On his chest was a black breastplate ingraved with a dragon.
He walked alone contemplating his life. Not knowing were to go,
what to do. He was searching for something but not knowing
what. He felt angry by the fact that he was on an endless
quest and not knowing what it was for.
He walked for many days atlast arriving in a place he remembered.
Ashtan ,city of pain. He grabbed the nearest man and asked for someone.
Alas the man he was looking for was dead. Gone for good.
The man with the dragon breastplate left for the highway once again.
He went to Delos. He went to the land of the Mhuns. He even
tried living with the Tsolaa but to no avail.
He never felt right.
His travels took him all over Sapiance even to different worlds. He
has seen many things. Finally he came to Shallam. He still wore
the gauntlet and the sword and the breastplate.
He had heard many things of this place called Shallam.
He found his way to a man named Hakhim. Who
told him were to find the Chrysalis Basilica.
The man walked to the Church and talked to a Knight named
Tarlin.
The man passed the test and became a Page.
Still wearing the gauntlet, the sword, and the breastplate, which
he kept as something to remember his past.
He is a Paladin and working his way up into the Knighthood
hoping to be Knighted soon.
He is often asked why he wears the dark steel gauntlet and breastplate,
to which he replies, they are a part of me just as is my eyes or hair.
An inner power keeps them stuck to my body.
Penned by my hand on the 17th of Valnuary, in the year 258 AF.
Remembered Past
Written by: Squire Duo, Knight Probate
Date: Thursday, September 21st, 2000
Addressed to: Everyone
A tall, strong man walked alone down the highway.
His muscles rippling under his gaunt flesh with every step.
On his right hand was a gauntlet of black steel.
It ended with talons and had a beautiful ruby on the top,
the ruby pulsed with and inner power.
Clanking againest his left leg was a long sword.
The guard on the hilt before the blade was in the form of
dragons wings flared with the tips pointing toward the poing of the sword.
This sword was also graced with a beautiful pulsating ruby on the bottom
of the hilt. On his chest was a black breastplate ingraved with a dragon.
He walked alone contemplating his life. Not knowing were to go,
what to do. He was searching for something but not knowing
what. He felt angry by the fact that he was on an endless
quest and not knowing what it was for.
He walked for many days atlast arriving in a place he remembered.
Ashtan ,city of pain. He grabbed the nearest man and asked for someone.
Alas the man he was looking for was dead. Gone for good.
The man with the dragon breastplate left for the highway once again.
He went to Delos. He went to the land of the Mhuns. He even
tried living with the Tsolaa but to no avail.
He never felt right.
His travels took him all over Sapiance even to different worlds. He
has seen many things. Finally he came to Shallam. He still wore
the gauntlet and the sword and the breastplate.
He had heard many things of this place called Shallam.
He found his way to a man named Hakhim. Who
told him were to find the Chrysalis Basilica.
The man walked to the Church and talked to a Knight named
Tarlin.
The man passed the test and became a Page.
Still wearing the gauntlet, the sword, and the breastplate, which
he kept as something to remember his past.
He is a Paladin and working his way up into the Knighthood
hoping to be Knighted soon.
He is often asked why he wears the dark steel gauntlet and breastplate,
to which he replies, they are a part of me just as is my eyes or hair.
An inner power keeps them stuck to my body.
Penned by my hand on the 17th of Valnuary, in the year 258 AF.