Description
A great sight is here before you, a man, no taler then five feet eight
inches, has an aura of mystery about him. He appears to have within himself a
great understanding of life and al that it holds. His apearance seems to be
that of a true warrior of the mind, yet he creates in you a sense of calm.
His eyes are a bark, piercing blue, and seem to stare deep into your soul.
His hair is trimmed close to his skull and appears to be almost militant in
style.
Role
In the begining...
Added Sat Apr 21 03:35:37 2007 at level 37:
And the snow fell without cease. It whispered down on silent hills. Soft,
heavy, endless, it hissed down past the windows of the school like congealed
silence.
Demgrith was sealed off from it by grimy glass into a steamy classroom on the
second floor. He sat at one of three dozen identical desks. His face was too
thin and his hair too long, and his body was much the same, in that, it was
rather thin.
At last he lowered his eyes to the note that had reached him a moment before,
announced by a pencil-prod from fat Melatha Nenort behind him. Miss Marzeau
had missed the pass. He held it unopened, trembling a little.
He was savoring the possibility that it might be from Christia Ryun, the girl
of his dreams. His explanation, a few minutes before, of why an excited
twitch made his leg knock rapidly against the desk.
With infinite care, shielding his hand behind the broad oblivious back of the
kid sitting in front of him, he peeled the palm-dampened paper apart.
In the begining... Pt.2
Added Sat Apr 21 03:38:28 2007 at level 37:
Hands shaking, palms damp with anticipation, he began reading the note:
"THERE IS NO WAY I WOULD EVEN THINK OF GOING OUT WITH YOU!"
Demgrith began to weep as he started to think that he would never find true
love. For the girl he so desperately wanted to like him, had turned him down.
He decided right then and there he would not stop in his quest for finding
true love. For if he could find it, then his life would be complete.
Demgrith gathered all his things and left the school that day. He set out on
a journey to Galadon,and to his new life.
My departure
Added Sat Apr 21 03:44:21 2007 at level 37:
*Written in deep red ink, on a charred, blood stained piece of paper*
I have decided to leave the school and travel the world of Thera in search of
love. If I have to fight to find it, so shall it be. I will fight my way
through the depths of hell to understand why love has posessed me.
What am I in love with? Why do I have these feelings? Where will it lead me?
How am I to explain to others what it is they themselfs can not feel? Or can
they?