Dante's Journal Part 1

[Soldrin Woodaxe 38]

So it's been a while. Guess I should start at the beginning... lets skip the childhood crap. No my father wasn't kill in front of my eyes. No I’m not some long lost prince. I'm a farmers boy. I'm as plain as can be. Like hell I'd stay that way. As a brat, I use to sneak away from my chores and go to the local Inn. You can't believe who shows up at an Inn called Northern Respite. We got your lone wolfs, your drunken fools, your noble brats trying to bed the local women, and then me. About once a week, a local band of mercenaries who call themselves the “Demons of the North” would sit down and spend half their earnings on ale and women. One of them, Jacob, had a mouth bigger then a high elf and would tell the stories of their latest adventure. As a kid, I thought all of that **** was real and was sucked in.

Jacob liked me for some reason, maybe do to the fact that I was the only one who listened to his stories, and train me to use a sword... and when that failed one of the others of his band taught me. At about 16 I joined there band. To celebrate, Jacob bought me my first *****. (The next section is crossed out but you can still make out enough to make your mother blush). After that much pleasure, there is always pain. I go home to tell my old man the news and was disowned on the spot: Talk about whiplash. Fast forward a few years and you find one of the fastest men alive. I've been arrested seven times for jumping on roofs. Of course that's only when I got caught. Man, have the guards have fallen over the years...

((As dawn breaks the horizon, Dante returns the book to his bag. It's time to get back to work.))

[Soldrin Woodaxe 38]

((Dante sits by the fire as he waits for the steak to cook. He open's his journal and writes what is on his mind.))

So... I come to the ownership of many titles. I guess i'll make a list.

Dante_Magus_Sol: My Name.

Smith in Training: Dante Sol: Until I'm an Iron smith then I'm stuck with that.

Dante Sol of the Black Axe: As the only Human member, I have a lot of proving to do.

Guildmaster Dante Sol: I'm the Guildmaster of the soon to be built Lunavara workers guild. More details on that later.

Swordsmen Dante Sol: I'm still quite skilled.

Well foods done.

((Dante closes the book and removes the steak from the fire. He says a small word then starts to eat.))

[Soldrin Woodaxe 38]

((Dante wakes up from a nightmare. The cold sweat runs down his face and the screams still play in his mind. Unable to go back to sleep, He opens his journal and begins to write.))

Tonight... Tonight I awoke again to the sins of my past. It's been years since they passed but I still can't forget. Dorrim, Amras , Jacob, I'll never forget what happened and the betrayal that killed the demons, nor will I forget the murder I committed. I still see that f**king baron's face laughing as you fell. I also will remember that same face as my blade impaled his chest. They say the undead find pleasure in such acts. I know I sure the hell didn't.

Still, I found a new life. I'm a guild master now. I also hold a spot in a dwarven clan. I know you'd be proud Dorrim. I haven't seen you since the last time I was in snowy fields. When I get the chance, I'll bring some Angelbloom for you Amras. You said that only elves could appreciate a flower like that. Jacob... I never forget what you told me. I'm glad to have met you and our parting was too soon. Good rest buddy.

((Dante closes the book. Fatigue starts to set in before he closes his eyes. tomorrow is another day...))

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