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The Legend of Tim

Our story begins on the 1st of the First Seed, 1544 Augustus D’Amaury was leading a battalion of loyal Lorrainian soldiers to kill a man of Legend, Croesus Letholdus who now wore the colors of the Dunamites, they fought each other furiously, the Dunamites and the Lorrainians, though the Lorrainians superior numbers was proving far too great of a challenge for the Dunamites, the fight was not close, Lorraine was almost sure to come out with a victory, however, our Hero, Tim the Wood Elf of unknown lands and origin would forever alter the course of history, and earn himself an eternal place in legends. Tim drew his blade, which was rumoured to have been created and enchanted by the sky gods themselves! with no Armor, Tim valiantly charged the forces of Lorraine! “I AM DEATH!” he shouted out for all to hear! He valiantly fought the forces of Lorraine, downing a few dozen soldiers easily, that day, he found a power inside of him that not every man has, he had the spirit of a winner, he knew that he could not lose, he used his godly blade to kill every last man of Lorraine that stood, even when he was incapacitated and lying down on the floor, he did not stop, he would never falter, he was a winner. This angered the Sky gods immensely! "Why should he be a winner?! Why should he have the powers of a Sky God when he clearly is not one!" they thought to themselves, then with an envious and jealous wrath, they claimed him, shackling him forever in the prison of the skies, But Tim did not worry, he simply smiled the winters smile, for he knew that one day he would be released from his prison, and he would once again descend into the realms of man to reek havoc on any poor soul who dared to defy Tim, the Bringer of Death.

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(I'd Like to Thank Fyaaheart for responding to the Pugsy so quickly, and I thought it would be pretty funny to write a story about it! Hope you liked it!)

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Jospeh mutters a prayer for Saint Tim.

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Hakon would have a single tear dribble down his cheek, honoring the legacy that was, Tim the Wood-Elf.

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Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

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