Nilmrots 1 Share Posted September 6, 2012 Enuir sat alone in his house in the wilderness. He dreamed of a world that was kind, not evil. He recognised the evils in the world, and hoped he would be strong. Once, he had wanted only to survive, to stay here among the many peoples of Asulon. Now, all he wanted was to leave. He picked up a shovel and a pick and walked outside. He picked out a small spot by the water and began to dig. He gathered wood, for a coffin, and stone, for a gravestone. He showed little sorrow, and was firm with what he did. He finished, and returned to his home one last time. He tidied up, and took some possesions with him. He left a note upon his bed. He arranged some items decoratively in the grave. He lay down, and pushed away the supports. The grave closed itself quietely and with a sense of finality. Enuir's blade made one final slice and it was over. (( So, Enuir's perma-dead. I'll be playing a his younger brother, Cerruun, until I can think of a new character to play. He was a fun character to play, but eventually, he lost his appeal. Hope you all had fun with him. )) Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Galendar 631 Share Posted September 6, 2012 Nice... :P Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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