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Aleister
09/12/2002 6:11 PM

Silence... sadness. The turmoil became sad silence. Am I confused? No, he wasn't. It's ironic to think that his last moment is the most vivid he'll ever have. For it was his end, or, rather, it was the end of everything else arround him. Noisy silence. It's hurting me! He just wanted to lay in peace. On the cold stone floor, which fondled him. Just a little bit smoother and... but no, he couldn't sleep, for above the silence, danger was crying. He opened his eyes, so slowly that he thought he was instead closing them. Where am I? And then, he remembered, as he saw the shadow figure besides him, mocking, triumphant.
- Now, now, is that all? I certainly expected more of a red dragon!, the figure told him.
He was... a dragon? He remembered the fight, but as a third and unknown spectator. He certainly must be a dragon, an evil one. He didn't feel evil, he felt lazy. Why couldn't he remember? Was his life to him so useless? Whith a last breath, he begged, whispering:
- Just...allow me to... remember... myself. Then you can have me.
The figure appeared extremely amused.
- I see. Very well, remember what you want to. I have to make some preparations. Just don't be too noisy, you pathetic worm. I only allow you to live because I never refuse some bitter memories to the dying.
But the dragon wasn't listening anymore. He only heared himself. Breathing slowlier. He drowned himself in his memories. And they didn't fail him. They were there, waiting for him.




He was once powerful, very powerful. Among mortals he was known as Firehammer during the Third Dragon War, but his true name was Variengsard. The Dark Queen had come to him. He was trusted a very important mission. He should walk among humans as one of them. Takhisis chose him because, in opposition of his kin, he liked to assume the mortal and weaker form. Why? He didn't know for sure, but he suspected somewhere inside of him that humans were the future of Krynn. He was fascinated by their capacity of making great good and evil at the same time. He envied them... but he never openly admited it.
Thus he went to the very known human city called Palanthas. Among the sewers was told to be a very powerful magical artifact. So powerful that Her Dark Majesty only dared trust this mission to a faithful dragon, even if most of his kin were asleep. If mortals discovered his true identity, the gods would know that Takhisis had betrayed her promise, made reluctantly to Huma. Silently, Varieng thought if the artifact deserved such risk as he walked down the road to Palanthas. He didn't care.



Well this is my first post here so let's see how it goes. The story is supposed to happen between the Cataclysm and the War of the Lance. Anybody, feel free to join up!Being imposible to make the fair strong, we decided to make the strong fair.

eswiftfire
05/10/2003 10:29 AM

OOC: This thread has been OFFICIALLY hijacked by Thread Enders Inc. "Ha! I never contradict myself, actually."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Quoting me mockingly in your signature. Real mature. Grow up."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Heh, if he keeps this up. I might need a website for these gems. Mwaha."

-Eliar Swiftfire

PrincessOfDarkness
05/10/2003 10:34 AM

Um, i thought they were unoffically hacked?

Why don't you join Fernwood, it's a good place to start. In reference to a friend who's name means cabbage, and he's sick: "Poor cabbage, he's wilting." -Blake

"A tribute to a friend for years that never passed, a tribute to an enemy for days that spanned years." Krystal, Fernwood Village

-Karina Majere
Princess of Darkness

Hellforge
05/10/2003 10:37 AM

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[Edited by Hellforge on Saturday, May 10, 2003 10:40 AM]

thistledown
05/10/2003 5:56 PM

(OOC: POD, if you look at the date, the tread has been idle since september.)The sword, it thirsts to drink of man.
The sword, at last must win.
Today is gone, and yesterday,
Must echo in the wind.

PrincessOfDarkness
05/10/2003 6:01 PM

Oh, my bad...why the hell did he shift through those pages for this?In reference to a friend who's name means cabbage, and he's sick: "Poor cabbage, he's wilting." -Blake

"A tribute to a friend for years that never passed, a tribute to an enemy for days that spanned years." Krystal, Fernwood Village

-Karina Majere
Princess of Darkness

eswiftfire
05/11/2003 9:47 AM


Oh, my bad...why the hell did he shift through those pages for this?


OOC : Well, THOSE are abandoned, or ignored threads.
"Ha! I never contradict myself, actually."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Quoting me mockingly in your signature. Real mature. Grow up."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Heh, if he keeps this up. I might need a website for these gems. Mwaha."

-Eliar Swiftfire

evil_smile88
05/11/2003 10:22 AM

sure

DarkDalamar20
05/11/2003 1:52 PM

Ballsar walked down the long hillside into Palanthas. He was tired, oh so tired. All he wanted to do was go into a tavern and get drunker than drunk. Ballsar had just travelled all the way from Mithas. Being a Minotaur sex slave was never fun, unfortunately the chains that held him were quite strong. The dwarf shook his head, that was something he would like to soon forget.

He entered the city. As soon as he set foot on the cobblestone streets, women of all races flocked to his sexiness and started showering him with kisses. Ballsar was used to such reactions. He chose a few of the nicer looking of the races and entered the tavern. After getting drunk along with all the women, he went upstairs and had a massive pajama party.

The, full of alcohol, Ballsar passed out on top of 3 women who were in the same condition.



I started out with nothing, and I still have most of it.

DarkDalamar20
05/13/2003 9:21 AM

Ballsar exited the Tavern and looked up and down the street. He looked left and right, up and down, side to side, over and over. Finally, after so much looking, Ballsar finally bellowed.."WHERE IN THE FIERY NUTSAC OF CHAOS IS EVERYONE!?!"

After no one answered is loud cursing question, Ballsar sighed and hiked up his pants. "Oh well, their loss!" The dwarf then rose his hands in the air, waving them around and around.

"Let there be death!" He screamed.


And then there was death. Lots and lots of death. So much death that the people who were dying were saying, "Wow, this is a lot of death." The bodies piled up, filling the world with hot stinky death.

Soon, the planet's soul realized that it had so much death lying on top if it, that it commited suicide.

BOOM

The world exploded, showering the universe with death, death, and more death.



The End



I started out with nothing, and I still have most of it.

Benn-Salian
05/21/2003 9:56 AM

And then Detontrophe danced.Looking into the eyes of the large [minotaur] the gully dwarf grabbed together all his strength and courage and slapped that Jerky packing goof. "One!" Smacked him again. "Two!" And again. "More than two!" and then a pinch on the nose. "To grow an inch!" - Quest For A Mage-Ware Shop

eswiftfire
05/21/2003 7:05 PM


Ballsar exited the Tavern and looked up and down the street. He looked left and right, up and down, side to side, over and over. Finally, after so much looking, Ballsar finally bellowed.."WHERE IN THE FIERY NUTSAC OF CHAOS IS EVERYONE!?!"

After no one answered is loud cursing question, Ballsar sighed and hiked up his pants. "Oh well, their loss!" The dwarf then rose his hands in the air, waving them around and around.

"Let there be death!" He screamed.


And then there was death. Lots and lots of death. So much death that the people who were dying were saying, "Wow, this is a lot of death." The bodies piled up, filling the world with hot stinky death.

Soon, the planet's soul realized that it had so much death lying on top if it, that it commited suicide.

BOOM

The world exploded, showering the universe with death, death, and more death.



The End


And so those are the dragon's last sad and tragic memories...

Yay.

Eliar Swiftfire wept tears of manliness.

"Ha! I never contradict myself, actually."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Quoting me mockingly in your signature. Real mature. Grow up."

-Dark Elf Damien



[Edited by eswiftfire on Wednesday, May 21, 2003 7:05 PM]

Benn-Salian
05/22/2003 9:18 AM

And while Detontrophe danced, he grabbed Eliar and made him dance with him. Because both of these male characters were confident of their manhood they both had a good time.Looking into the eyes of the large [minotaur] the gully dwarf grabbed together all his strength and courage and slapped that Jerky packing goof. "One!" Smacked him again. "Two!" And again. "More than two!" and then a pinch on the nose. "To grow an inch!" - Quest For A Mage-Ware Shop

Straea
06/18/2003 1:21 PM

And as Detonthrophe danced with the weeping Eliar, Straea collapsed on the ground, laughing at the whole thing.Oh, I'm sorry, is this yours? You must have dropped it. You know, it's a good thing I found it for you. Here you go.

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