Revion In Peace

[ToodIes 1575]

Spoiler

 

Alone in his study, a dark elf weeped at a piece of paper.

 

He seemed quite distressed. The paper wasn’t the source of it-- rather, what would be left behind as a result. The fellow was pressing his hands to his ears, face tightened inwards, as if he had eaten a particularly sour lemon. He would periodically write something down on the mundane paper, with a torn and beaten quill.

 

The quill was a curious thing. A ragged, black feather, terminating with an ink-stained tip. It had gotten him into this mess, it and what it wrote. The dark elf-- wight, really-- had been quite the author once, seeking out dark creatures to tell of themselves. Something he regretted. You can only stare into the abyss so long before becoming a monster yourself.

 

Ironic. The incited elf wore a variety of armaments, self-made, that could allow one man to take a dozen. Unnatural strength coursed through his veins. A masterful soldier, cunning tactician, a six-magic-mage-- yet he couldn’t protect himself from himself.

 

He was a blubbering mess. His study reflected that-- sparse candles casting shadowed illumination about, a myriad of papers scattered everywhere. Rotten food festered in every corner. It didn’t matter to him, this wailing man, mumbling to himself about noise and duty and the cold.

 

His crying abruptly stopped-- and he electrocuted himself, diamond-studded glove pressed to his temple. Perhaps he thought suicide would free him from mortality, as it did so long ago. Perhaps it was simply a passing bout of extreme instability, as was so common among his ilk.

 

Perhaps he meant it.

 

The paper remained on the table, unaffected by Revion Tathron, Barrowlord Alnerok, Faeryel Zytiaear, Marroc Noakesburrow, Frank, and Benedict Winthrop slumping into their chair. Nine words were left on it.

 

I’ve done what I wanted to do. Why wait?

[Babehab 386]

((Rest in peace my boy. And to think I wasn't gonna get sad today :^ (

[garentoft 9265]

((Jesus christ this is good and now I'm sad

[Babehab 386]

Hey wait a second



Woooooooooooooooow.

[BonesOfTheEarth 2252]

Lefkos welcomes his friend into hell

[Eurielle 1189]

 

[winterblood 11181]

Whenever a particular elfess would come across a weapon magically enchanted to evoke flames from the Void, she'd allow her lips to curl into a soft smile.  Reminiscing her droll conversations with her former friend at the front desk of the Grand Library, Nemir continued on with her life.

[_Sug 2809]

"I will see you soon, Brother." A Barrowlord cries out from his chambers. 

 

 

Good meme

[Ventai 291]

Azzarak lets out a singular tear for the fallen Barrowlord.

[Chorale__ 2147]

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. 

[Chorale__ 2147]

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.