Jentos 9422 Share Posted April 21, 2016 upon a dusty bookshelf in a small home in Carnatia sat a lonely, dusty book of leather. Hear me, the wild man I, myself am currently unaware of the date I write this. Like always, in the abandoned snowy plains of this forgotten land, am writing. What else is there to do? And as always, it is snowing. I write these as my memories, some could call them tales, others, a book driven by tears. Three years, the most long and painful of my life's years, are over. For I am finnaly out of that God forsaken place. Yes indeed, perhaps I am only writing to myself? I was told more than once that I am mad. Or perhaps that one shall one day find this book? Three years ago, Percival Staunton, duke of Vydrik, a rather, typical human city: Streets covered in mud, a scent of dead wafting around. It is there that a single mistake took me into all those problems... A song It seems that some men of the cities do not appreciate singing, or adleast mine. The dwarves, them had found approval for my families classic: The Daweï's, the Blackwoods, The Raven's Tears. So so yes indeed, when a guard, who unfortunately did not find the liking of my voice, hit me. And in which, I fought back. Got me bannished from the lands. But a good Cherckassian does not lose thy honor by some cruel man's words, I came back. Only to be pitched off the city walls and receive a quarrel in the chest, and survive... Perhaps God, perhaps Yemekar has sought to help me? To only forget me... The next day, a man with a dark colored tabard approached me, I told him of the dark events of the night before, he told me that David, David Bridgehelm, another lord, would certainly help me. The problem of course, was that to get to his resting place, I had to go near Vydrik, perhaps too close. Yes, I was pursued by the cavalry, and brought to... *The rest of the book, unfortunately was ripped and what seemed to be a book was only a few fragments, no wonder it had been so light!* Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Vege 4804 Share Posted April 21, 2016 yorgi of house manchester, first duke of salford, duchy of the kingdom of skravia smiles 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
CheekyNolan 5420 Share Posted April 21, 2016 1 hour ago, Jentos said: Perhaps God, perhaps Yemekar has sought to help me? To only forget me... "Heretical," a blonde knight of Kaedreni descent mutters upon skimming through the grimy account of the peasant's life before casting it aside at the mention of the dwed God with a sneer. 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jentos 9422 Author Share Posted April 21, 2016 1 hour ago, Nolan said: peasant's The man should know know that the 'peasant' is now a land owner and has his own keep Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
HeroOfDuLoc 1935 Share Posted April 21, 2016 1 hour ago, Jentos said: The man should know know that the 'peasant' is now a land owner and has his own keep The man letting the man know should know that having land and a keep doesn't mean you're not a peasant. 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Elad™ 560 Share Posted August 17, 2016 Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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