Day 17 9:35 pm Third Season, 2008
'Dear Dairy
Im finally beginning to know my role in this nation, im beginning to understand why Maze, my brother and the rest of the Elerd nation came to this place to make a better life for themselves... but at what cost? death of others? death of their friends, families, allies? There is a war going on.. and im finally becoming apart of it.. i heard rumours today that some Peace keeping will be going on.. some of the local Grand Masters (GM's) are being sent into the kingdom of Rogwell and i found a strange ammy on the ground today with the wording of "A 1000 gods may come... but only 1 will survive" im being sent out to rear land tomorrow hopefully things will lighten up abit i heard rumours that ill be going face to face with some of the other nation.. maybe the true training begins now"
The air ran cold.... machines and strange people walked the bitterness that was Rear town, a place where the once great leader Clown walked before he moved out to the island Rope in the center of town was a steel brim cage with clear, fresh water running below. far east was a couple of shops, the local warehouse and the NEO STEAM machine a place where ppl could... drug themselves with the life force of this world.. Erand turned and walked over the local towns person Guard Ottoi and asked what was through the gate, little did he know what was about to happen.
Erand full of questions without answers walked through the steel gates that suddenly shut behind him and embraced himself with the Jerit Garden a place where beauty could be bested told with a couple of drinks to go along with the lies and tales of which was told in this place of heaven.. but then.. blackness... Erand.... fell to the ground... looked on.. and saw a group of rogs closing in... he thought to himself "this isn't how its meant to end... my quest isn't over".... and then? there was nothing
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