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The Last Goodbye


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~~*~~The Last Goodbye~~*~~

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Archimedes had been hunting, unaware that he had become the hunted. He stood atop the snowy mountain-peaks in the lands of Urguan, his blade, Bokkanym's Pride, extended out to his side, ignited with the Voidal Flames of the art he spent so long mastering, snowflakes gently fell upon the field. Two bodies lay next to him, their blood reddening the white snow, blood dripped from his blade as he breathed heavily and shakily, shivering fiercely. It appeared he had just downed these men, blood spilled forth from a wound within his lower left side, his hand clenching over it. "May Dormmar forgive meh..." He muttered, beginning off as he heard the shouts of the men below, the men whom had decided to hunt him. He was in no condition for another fight, his blood dripped and littered the snow, leaving a trail as he managed to find a cave, stationing himself inside it as the Voidal Flames upon his blade flickered out, the enchantment having run it's due course. He shivered even fiercer, now that his temporary warmth had vanished. He removed a piece of parchment, and quickly wrote his last letter. He managed to send it off just as the men found the cave he had camped within, one man raising his loaded crossbow, and released it, to which lodged itself with Archimedes' temple, and allowed him to release his final breath.

 

[!] The note was sent off to Trinity Keep, the Holy League, via Owl. It was covered in both blood, and snow. 

 

"My time is up, I wish you all the best, and I am deeply sorry for the trouble I've caused you all. I shall see you in the afterlife, friends."

Archimedes Doomforged, eldest son of Demagol.

 

OOC:

This is a PK post, it's been fun my friends but I must make way for a new story. Thank you to everyone who made this such a great Character. - Asi.


 

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Dorin Doomforged sits within his home. Head sunken and his chin in his chest. A lone tear falling from the Dark Dwarf's right eye. "Goo' bye my frien'"

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Demagol gets ready to take'em to the auctions, "C'mon! Dormmar'll beh wai'n!"

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Upon hearing the news, Aldal smashes his golem arm into a table, sending splinters and chips flying.

"Anudder great dwed gone. Yemekar bless yeh, Archi."

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"If only my bones could cry." mutters a lich once known as Jentos Blackwood. 

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"n-no.." a monk whimpers.

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Inside the Adherent tower, Seyer clutches a fist as immense guilt and remorse fills his eyes. 

"He was a fool... Moronic and loses his temper... But his life was still priceless... Journey on friend... Aenguls guide you to the next life... "

Standing up as as he gazes out of the window with his hands clasped over the other behind his back. 

" Or maybe... If I was a little smarter and little more patient... I could've prolonged his ending... Into a happy one... "

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Elvira would have been the one to recieve the note. The leader falls to both knees, her form trembling as she clutches the letter close to her chest. She had suspected Archi's death would happen soon... but not this soon. She had just fixed their friendship after ending their marriage, which she still wouldn't have forgiven herself for.

 

Those within Trinity Keep would hear Elvira's mournful wails, heart-wretching to the ears. Arm of Tahariae grieved for the lost of yet another dear and close friend of hers.

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Eldunir would clap happily, he throws his study papers across the room. "Finally, nothing stays between the Coalition and the oppression!"

 

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Dwain Irongut goes to repo his house, hearing of the dead dwarf.

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A pale mage rests in a tree, a habit of hers now, and listens to the local gossip below of those with skin darker than her own. Only upon hearing a familiar name however does she really listen and focus on the news. She'd only seen him a few times but the dwarf had amused her and with a frown Cheza murmurs off a soft prayer that Archimedes find peace in Death's realm.

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Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

If you feel this is a mistake, please contact myself or any FM and we'll restore it. 

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