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There i was drinking a good mug of dwarven ale, lost in thought on how buisness was going when i saw the most adorable creature, for a fairy that is. thinking to my self it wouldn't work, but, maybe it could this a strange world, and there are mixed races out there, they are just frownd upon thats all.... i'll just keep an i out..... goes back to wandering when someone will be in need of his assesstance. it is hard being a bodygaurd now a days, everyone has trust issues...... besides i do have a dragon to hunt, and one day i shall get my vengence....
 Anvil McGruff · Thu Apr 21, 2005 @ 06:18am · 0 Comments |
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It all started when I left my dwarven villige fire-forge. my clan is the fire-stone clan. I set out on trial that would prove me worthy of protect the king as his royal guard, little did i klnow that this qeust would be the death of me, yet a new begining. so , here i was camped out on the out skirts of the volcano ridge that circles the village, when i saw Deathlamar the RED (red dragon). that's when it all went wrong, i got this crazy idea to be the first fire-stone to take a dragon on his own, boy was that a mistake, i figured i would go at in the next day so i went back to camp and smoked some of the weed, and made my beef. and started to pounder on how i was going to kill this dragon, well a few hours later i pass out. and thats when it happened. A noise, so I woke up. gathered my weapons, and started to investigate the noise. after a while i heard it again, but yet couldn't see anything, and thats when i relized i can't kill what i can't see, so i started searching even further, when all of a sudden i heard the noise again and end up on the ground barely staying counsious. and that was when i relized what you can't see can kill you. a** i lay there slowly dying i see the dragon flying off. and thats when the day turned to night, I felt my soul lefting out of my body and another presence entering my body. it happen to be at that moment a barlog demon was wlking towards me, and he entered my body and it brout my soul in with it. but, at that instant my body turned into a war zone for the barlog and my mind, after 10 months since my rebirth i put the demon to rest, and learned my new abilities. and now i go about helping the destressed and the weak, and doing away with evil. maybe you will be my next client. lets hope not.
NAME: Anvil McGruff
age: 600-700 yrs old now but appears to be 18 (in dwarven years)
long braided beard and long natted hair.
pudgy looking
POWERS: controlls the element of fire and all its forms, heals wounds by absorbing fire, and can transform for a short while into a fire substance. and from time to time turn into a demon.
GOAL: to rid the world of evil, and settle down and have kids to restart his clans name and traditions.
Anvil McGruff · Sat Apr 16, 2005 @ 05:48am · 1 Comments |
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